The Yandere Male Lead Chases Me-Chapter 802: The Demon King’s Descent into Darkness 65
Hua Qing held her as if he was holding a precious treasure.
Reluctant to let go.
He watched her constantly, and every so often, would bestow upon her an affectionate kiss.
Until from outside the cabin, a long-drawn monastic chant was heard,
"Amitabha."
Hua Qing’s eyelids drooped.
Shortly after.
He walked outside draped in a black robe embroidered with golden threads.
His hair hung loose, and his entire demeanor was exceptionally languid after the indulgence of passion.
He held a smile,
"Monk, it is you."
He had seen him before on the way to Snake-man Village.
It was also this monk he had spoken with this night.
The monk then chanted once more,
"Amitabha."
As he spoke again,
"Benefactor, please spare all sentient beings."
Hua Qing nodded in agreement
"What is the monk talking about? I don’t understand?"
The monk heaved a long sigh,
"You don’t care about the myriad of sentient beings, could it be you don’t care about that girl either?"
Hua Qing’s expression remained unchanged.
He was waiting for the monk to continue.
Monk
"Surely the benefactor has noticed the girl’s uniqueness, as she knows everything that happens to you, down to the most trivial details which must feel odd to you."
As the words fell, Hua Qing’s eyelids twitched.
The monk continued,
"She is a foreigner, who has come with a mission."
For reasons unknown, the ominously chilling air surrounding Hua Qing seemed to densify.
The monk, as if oblivious, went on,
"Being on a mission, she must see it through to the end; if unfinished, she will have to pay the price.
Has the benefactor ever heard her talk about the thing she insists on doing?"
Hua Qing’s face grew more and more somber.
Word by word,
"Old monk, it seems to me you’re courting death."
As his voice dropped, a powerful surge of Spiritual Energy assailed the monk.
Striking him head-on.
Bang!
The monk spat out blood and was sent flying.
Crashing into the nearby woods.
With the sky still dim, it was not clear whether the person was dead or alive.
Hua Qing stood on the cabin’s steps.
His face was a sight of displeasure.
His eyes roiled with emotion.
A foreigner??
No wonder, all of this now made sense.
He lowered his head.
And stood at the forefront of the wooden cabin.
A long while later, as the first rays of morning sun rose. 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝘦𝓌𝑒𝑏𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝘭.𝒸𝘰𝑚
He called out in a ghostly voice,
"Come forth."
Swiftly, Xue Lang knelt before him.
"Your command, Demon King."
The sun grew increasingly bright.
Shining upon the whole Qingshan Sect, making it appear exceptionally vivid.
...
When Su Yan awoke in the wooden cabin,
It was already late noon.
She gazed at the sky outside, taken aback.
Then, swiftly rose from the bed.
Only to be pulled back into bed by the person beside her, who closed his eyes in sleep.
Followed by being tightly embraced by him.
He opened his eyes, holding Su Yan,
"Why in such a hurry, dear benefactor? Where are you off to?"
His voice was unrushed and calm.
Su Yan struggled,
"I’m going out to have a look."
"To look at what? At the remnants of Qingshan Sect’s disciples?"
Su Yan hesitated.
She lowered her head to look at Hua Qing.
Words formed but halted, in the end, she collapsed back into his embrace, holding him.
After a long time, she spoke,
"Hua Qing."
"Dear benefactor?"
Su Yan hesitated for a while, but still remained silent.
She slowly said,
"It’s nothing."
"If the benefactor has nothing to say, then Hua Qing has a question to ask you."
"Yes?"
"Hua Qing went against the benefactor’s wishes, killing numerous from Qingshan Sect, does the benefactor wish to die as well?"
As she listened, Su Yan suddenly raised her head,
"You..."
Her gaze met his.
Speaking with a tinge of guilt,
"How did you know?"
