Her eyes were red, and she stared at him with wide eyes.
He, however, raised an eyebrow, as one large hand slowly caressed her neck.
So white, so delicate, and so tender, it looked incredibly fragile.
Suddenly his fingers tightened!
He was choking her!
She couldn’t breathe!
"My intuition tells that I would never like having such a despicable thing done to by a strange woman!"
She found it ludicrous to the point of laughing and crying.
Her little hand clutched his wrist, trying to pull it away, "You’re choking ? Liang Zhichen, you dare to choke ?"
His body suddenly stiffened, as if so instinct buried within him was wreaking havoc, and he actually... couldn’t do it. He couldn’t bring himself to follow through?
She pushed him away irritably.
"You just wait!!"
Jumping off the bed, she glared at him with a gloomy face, "If you’ve got the guts, then keep it up. The washboard is ready for you, just wait until you rember... Humph!!"
Afterward, she left in a hurry, flinging her hands and walking away!
Liang Zhichen: "..."
He frowned slightly and then smiled carelessly. But when his eyes touched his white hair, he paused again.
This white hair...
Suddenly his heart ached heavily.
Outside, thunder rumbled, and a heavy rain started unexpectedly.
His brows were knitted tightly, the intense dull pain in his heart made him extrely uncomfortable, to the point where he beca impatient. The disturbing sound of rain, the oppressive air, the moist temperature, all of it he found extrely disagreeable.
It seed as if he had once experienced sothing on a day like this, and it was that event that made him detest such weather, just like he detested his white hair...
***
Braving the heavy rain, Dong Huiying dashed out of Weiyuan Hall, her small fra quickly drenched by the downpour.
Thanks to the rain, her mind had also cleared up a bit.
Changing course, she rushed into a shop, "Take out all the dical books you have here, I want them all!" After that, she asked around for books about The Arts of Witch Gu. Fortunately, since the Golden Triangle was close to the border, situated between Dajin, Dayuan, and the Desert, and despite the region’s notorious reputation which kept most people at bay, there were always so who would dare danger in pursuit of wealth.
Thus, she managed to gather so basic books about The Arts of Witch Gu.
Fearing the books would get wet in the rain, she waited in the shop for a while.
She waited until after the rain stopped, when a rainbow bridge arched high across the blue sky.
She returned to Weiyuan Hall with an armful of books, only to learn news that almost made her spit blood.
"What did you say?"
Zhan Hanyun saw the young lady’s expression as if she were about to devour soone and felt sowhat at a loss for words, "I couldn’t stop him; he left of his own accord, taking all the Tie Slaves with him. Speaking of which... your husband is quite capable. He actually possesses Inner Strength. I tried to stop him but didn’t expect..." Zhan Hanyun began coughing violently in the middle of her sentence, and suddenly coughed up a large mouthful of blood.
She had been injured by Liang Zhichen.
Dong Huiying bit her lip, her emotions were utterly in turmoil at this mont.
Seeing the young lady coming over to support her, Zhan Hanyun quickly waved her off, "Don’t worry about for now. Go and check on your ’Wood.’ His injuries are not light, much more serious than mine."
Dong Huiying paused upon hearing this, then clenched her teeth viciously, "Liang——Zhichen——!!"
While cursing, she rushed to Lao Si’s room, only to see Lao Si clutching his chest, with a pale, pained expression on his face.
"Haoming——!!"
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