Zither Emperor Chapter 323 Chapter 97 Xiang Luan's Revenge Part 2_1

323: Chapter 97: Xiang Luan’s Revenge (Part 2)_1 323: Chapter 97: Xiang Luan’s Revenge (Part 2)_1 It was a blurry silhouette, seemingly taller within the steam, frail but captivating with her snowy skin.

Her hair dangling in front, revealing the perfection of her perky buttocks.

The allure was irresistible.

Feeling heat rushing to his face was Ye Yinzhu’s first reaction.

He realized that he couldn’t take his eyes off.

Was that Sura?

Why did she seem different?

Had she grown taller?

“Who is it?” A chilling voice echoed from Sura who didn’t turn around, but instead hastily wrapped a towel around himself.

“It’s…

me.

It’s too hot outside, so I came in to shower.

Sura, you…”

With a flick of Sura’s wrist, the wet towel she was wrapping around herself was already flying towards Ye Yinzhu.

A playful voice echoed, “Have you not seen enough?

Would you like to join me?”

“Ah!

I just need to wipe my face.” While speaking, Ye Yinzhu, suppressing the strange feeling in his heart, hurriedly retreated from the bathroom.

His heartbeat remained at an abnormally high speed even after he had closed the door behind him.

With a firm slap on his forehead, Ye Yinzhu cursed himself inwardly.

What’s wrong with me?

Why am I reacting so intensely?

Sura is a man!

Yet, when I saw his silhouette, it seemed more tempting than when I saw Haiyang’s body.

Even my male instincts seem to have kicked in for a moment.

Sura’s vague silhouette continued to echo in Ye Yinzhu’s mind.

The less he tried to recall it, the clearer it became.

Absent-mindedly, he picked up the towel and wiped his face, feeling a refreshing scent with a faint milky fragrance.

The scent was refreshing, as if even his soul was trembling because of it.

Ye Yinzhu stupidly held the towel, wiping his face for perhaps too long.

The bathroom door eventually opened and Sura, freshly dressed, emerged.

Her hair was glistening wet.

Because of the steam, her face was blushed.

Although she was as ordinary as ever, Ye Yinzhu felt something was off.

It seemed like she’d regained her original figure.

“Sura, you…”

Sura glared back at him, “Yin Zhu, I didn’t expect you to have a habit of peeping on others in the shower.”

“No, it’s not like that.

I was too hot, just wanted to get in there and grab a towel to wipe my face.

Sura, you’re not mad at me, right?”

Sura walked over to Ye Yinzhu, releasing an even stronger milky fragrance than the towel had.

“Angry?

Why would I?

Would you like to join next time?” she mockingly looked at Ye Yinzhu, subconsciously pressing against his shoulder.

“Uh…, sure.

Ow.” Even Ye Yinzhu didn’t know why he responded as he did, but no sooner had he answered than Sura gave him a hard smack on the head.

“Sure your head.

If I ever find out you’re peeping on me again, you’ll get a taste of my Angel’s Sigh.” After a grunt of anger and a kick to Ye Yinzhu’s leg, Sura finally moved away.

“Sura, don’t be mad!

I won’t look next time.” Ye Yinzhu quickly got up, intending to explain further.

“Go take your shower.

You’re drenched in sweat.” Sura said irritably.

“Alright, I will, I’ll go right now.” Ye Yinzhu finally figured out a solution to the awkward situation and hurried into the bathroom.

As Ye Yinzhu dashed into the bathroom, Sura felt weak, collapsing on the couch.

Her cheeks were flushed with red, “Fool, fool.

Ye Yinzhu, you fool.

You’ve seen everything yet understood nothing.

I wish… ” She originally wanted to say she’d castrate him, but when the words came to her lips, she realized she didn’t want to.

Feeling the powerful pounding of her heart, she looked down at herself wrapped in clothes.

Suddenly, it seemed like she remembered something.

The blush in her cheeks gradually faded, replaced by paleness, and a trace of sadness flashed across her eyes, “Perhaps it’s better not to know anything, it’s far stronger than the pain of the future.

Yin Zhu, Yin Zhu, why must you step into my heart.

Why can’t I let everything go?

I’m sorry Yin Zhu, maybe, we’re not destined to be together in this life.”

“What destiny!

Sura, could you get me a change of clothes, please?” Ye Yinzhu suddenly poked his head out from the bathroom, startling Sura, who quickly restrained her emotions, responding agreeably.

Fortunately, Ye Yinzhu hadn’t yet recollected his feelings, failing to notice the change in her expression.

After the shower, Ye Yinzhu didn’t dare to stay too long and ran out, meeting his mentor Fergerson.

Fergerson was no different from Nina seeing Ye Yinzhu.

He happily asked about Ye Yinzhu’s cultivation of spiritual magic, gave him some pointers, and then told him to rest.

All day, Sura seemed very silent.

Ye Yinzhu thought she was still angry with him, so he didn’t dare speak much.

Thus, the air in the dormitory seemed a bit stiff.

“Yin Zhu, Yin Zhu!

Something terrible has happened!” The night had just fallen when a sudden voice startled Ye Yinzhu who had just finished dinner and was about to return to his room to practice cultivation.

Ma Liang rushed in without even knocking on the door.

“What’s the matter, Ma Liang?

Why are you in such a hurry?” Ye Yinzhu looked bewildered.

To his knowledge, Ma Liang has always been very calm, his current condition seemed far from normal.

“Yin Zhu, we’ve got a big problem.” Ma Liang gasped.

“What exactly happened?

Speak clearly.”

Ma Liang bitterly smiled, “It’s Xiang Luan.

The number one beauty of Milan’s Magic Martial Arts Academy announced today that she has a boyfriend.

And she said they are exceptionally close.”

“What?

Sister Xiang Luan has a boyfriend?” Ye Yinzhu was surprised.

For some reason, his heart felt a little disappointed.

He sighed, “Her boyfriend isn’t from our academy, is he?”

Ma Liang nodded, “Yes, he’s from our academy.”

Ye Yinzhu was taken aback and said, “Then he’s really unlucky.

I remember that Sister Xiang Luan is the dream lover of almost all boys in our academy.

By making such an announcement, isn’t she causing trouble for her boyfriend?”

Ma Liang looked at Ye Yinzhu somewhat sorrowfully, patted his shoulder, and said, “Boss, it’s good that you understand.

Since you understand so well, I won’t say much.

Grieve in peace.”

“What are you talking about!” Ye Yinzhu was pletely confused, “What should I grieve for?

Even if Sister Xiang Luan has a boyfriend, it doesn’t seem to have anything to do with me.

I won’t go to bother them.”

Ma Liang looked at Ye Yinzhu as if he were a monster, “I have found that sometimes you are very smart, but sometimes you are really naive.

Haven’t you realized yet?

The unfortunate man, the boyfriend that Xiang Luan announced, is no one other than you, His Excellency the Zither Emperor!”

“What did you say?” The pitch of Ye Yinzhu’s voice instantly shot up, and he stared at Ma Liang in disbelief, speechless.

…

Northernmost Wilderness.

The tense atmosphere almost made the air stagnate.

Three individuals were standing on a small hill.

To be precise, they were three Beastmen.

In the middle, standing at a height more than three meters, was a Beastman with golden hair.

His majestic and icy aura, coupled with his eyes filled with the light of slaughter, would instill fear in anyone who looked at him.

On his right hand, a short-handed battle hammer flickered with blue-violet lightning.

On his left was a deep blue-haired Beastman, also about three meters tall.

Although his aura was not as fierce as that of the golden-haired Beastman, the madness in his eyes was even more terrifying.

The clear pattern of the king on his forehead represented his tribe.

The Beastman on the right side of the golden-haired Beastman stood tallest among them, with a height of more than seven meters and an unbeatably sturdy body parable to a Behemoth Beast.

His short, earthy yellow hair stood upright like steel pins, but his brown eyes were the calmest among the three Beastmen, seemingly contemplating something.

Centered around the hill where the three Beastmen were, there spread a boundless Beastman Army.

A total of fourteen main battle legions including the Lion Men, Tiger People, Bear People, Leopard People, Ape Men, and Wolf People all released a bloodthirsty aura.

However, puzzlingly, in such a massive operation of Beastmen, their ace troop, the Behemoth Beast, was nowhere to be found.

“Not a single dwarf?” The golden-haired Beastman in the center growled.

The Wolf Warrior who had e to report was so scared that his body uncontrollably trembled as he knelt on the ground.

“Yes, Lord Guti, we have searched every corner of these hills and have not seen any traces of a dwarf.

Except for some ruins, not even a piece of metal was left behind.” The voice of the Wolf Warrior trembled, but he knew if he didn’t answer truthfully, the consequences would be worse.

Yes, these three Beastmen standing on the hill were the true rulers of the Northernmost Wilderness, the Chieftains of the Three Great Beastman Tribes.

The one with golden hair was naturally the Lion King Guti, Chief of the Thunder God Tribe.

And the one on his left was the War God Tribe Chief, Tiger king Qiao Cole, and standing on his right was the Bear King Adonis.

“Monto.” Bear King Adonis turned and called out.

“Chief.” Monto stepped forward, his rigid appearance paling a bit in front of the Bear King Adonis.

However, he lived up to his reputation as the first-in-mand of the Solomon Tribe and managed to stabilize his mind in the face of the pressure from the three great chieftains.

“Are you sure this is it?” Adonis asked.

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