Was it you that night?-Chapter 33 - You cant touch Nan Sheng
Chapter 33: Chapter 33: You can’t touch Nan Sheng!
Chapter 33 -33: You can’t touch Nan Sheng!
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Xiao Chen had never seen Shen Qinghe with such a fierce expression. In his memory, Shen Qinghe was gentle and amiable, with an excellent temper, seldom arguing with others.
Shen Qinghe was still beautiful at this moment, but her expression was so stern that it seemed inviolable. Her eyes were so clear and bright, as if burning with an indelible flame.
This flame, with just a wisp of the slightest breeze, seemed like it could burn him to exhaustion.
“You didn’t come to Spring Breeze Pavilion, so I thought you didn’t need me to teach you. Since I was idle, I gave Shengsheng a few tips,” Xiao Chen said, his gaze fixed on Shen Qinghe throughout.
Nan Sheng frowned upon hearing this, very displeased. According to Xiao Chen, it seemed like she was just a second choice after he had rejected others.
She had initially insisted on Xiao Chen teaching her swordsmanship, but he did not agree. Somehow, he had suddenly agreed to teach her yesterday.
She took the opportunity to spread this news, aiming to devastate Shen Qinghe’s heart.
Her intent to emotionally wound did indeed succeed, as the Shen sisters caused an uproar in Spring Breeze Pavilion, but Yan Changsheng also came.
And Xiao Chen’s words made her feel even colder; this was different from the scenario she had imagined.
Shen Qinghe had intended to replace Shen Zhiyao in completing this plotline in the book, but she didn’t expect Xiao Chen’s response to be like this.
“Who says Qinghe doesn’t need Big Senior Brother’s teaching? Haven’t I brought Qinghe over?” Shen Zhiyao said and pushed Shen Qinghe towards Xiao Chen.
On her way to Spring Breeze Pavilion, Shen Qinghe was already prepared to be stabbed by Yan Changsheng, thinking that it would also fulfill the storyline and spare Shen Zhiyao from being hurt.
While completing the plot, she was also changing it.
But the current atmosphere was not what she expected, leaving her somewhat confused.
“Regardless of the reason, Big Senior Brother should not have taught Shengsheng swordsmanship. This is not only disrespectful to Master but also to Master Tian Yan!” Yan Changsheng uttered coldly at that moment.
Xiao Chen ignored Yan Changsheng, his gaze never wavering from Shen Qinghe: “If you really want to cultivate seriously, you should come every day. But it seems to me that you don’t have that desire.”
Indeed, Shen Qinghe didn’t want to get too close to Xiao Chen, especially since he had wrapped his arm around her waist and held her hand that day. Even if it was to correct her sword moves, such intimacy was too much.
“I have been cultivating well in Simple Residence Courtyard. It took me a few days to meticulously ponder the key points taught by Big Senior Brother and just barely grasp the essence,” Shen Qinghe avoided Xiao Chen’s gaze.
Hearing this, Nan Sheng took over the conversation: “Qinghe has been learning swordsmanship from Uncle Shen since she was young. Why does Big Senior Brother need to teach Qinghe all over again? Could it be that Big Senior Brother has feelings for Qinghe…”
She stopped mid-sentence, but it was enough to stir up endless speculations.
She knew that Shen Zhiyao liked Xiao Chen. If Shen Zhiyao found out that Xiao Chen had thoughts about Shen Qinghe, could the Shen sisters turn against each other for Xiao Chen?
Shen Zhiyao was outspoken and hated it when people did not speak their minds: “Nan Sheng, can’t you just finish what you want to say in one go? Must you always speak in halves, eager to let everyone know you’re indecent?”
Nan Sheng’s complexion turned ugly at those words, but she couldn’t stoop to Shen Zhiyao’s level of vulgarity and could only retort with shamed indignation, “Sister Zhiyao must not slander…”
“Who is your sister? I don’t have the habit of randomly acknowledging sisters, and definitely not like a certain frivolous woman who calls every man ‘brother’!” Shen Zhiyao said with a sarcastic smile.
She had just spoken a few truths, and now Nan Sheng was playing the victim? How shameful!
Nan Sheng’s complexion turned from pale to flushed with anger, and she instinctively looked towards Xiao Chen: “Brother Xiao…”
At this moment, Yan Changsheng’s expression was also unpleasant. Although Shen Zhiyao’s words were harsh, he felt there was merit in them.
Nan Sheng called him Brother Changsheng, just as she called Xiao Chen Brother Xiao. It seemed that any man she wished to be close to was addressed as “brother”, and he was not the most special one.
“Shengsheng, go back with Brother Changsheng. I need to teach Qinghe sword refinement,” Xiao Chen waved to Shen Qinghe, “Qinghe, come here.”
Shen Qinghe instinctively glanced at Shen Zhiyao. Shen Zhiyao smiled brilliantly at her, “Hurry up and go!”
Seeing that Shen Zhiyao was not provoked by Nan Sheng, Shen Qinghe sighed in relief and walked over to Xiao Chen as instructed.
However, Xiao Chen suddenly grasped her wrist, startling her.
By the time she reacted and tried to break free, Xiao Chen looked towards the others standing aside, “All of you can leave. I am not available to entertain you.”
At this scene, Nan Sheng felt extremely aggrieved.
In the past, she was always the center of attention wherever she went. Why did Brother Xiao neglect her as soon as he saw Shen Qinghe? It was her who had been by Brother Xiao’s side these past few days.
It shouldn’t be like this. Brother Xiao was supposed to be her man.
Once this thought emerged, it could not be erased. Nan Sheng walked beside Yan Changsheng heavily preoccupied, not noticing that Yan Changsheng was even more silent than usual.
“I can see it now, Brother Xiao must like Qinghe.” Nan Sheng said suddenly, glancing from the corner of her eye at Shen Zhiyao who was behind them.
Shen Zhiyao heard her clearly and retorted with a frown, “What nonsense are you talking about?”
Although she was not very clever, she knew that Nan Sheng was deliberately instigating discord between her and her sister Qinghe.
“I am not talking nonsense. Brother Xiao really likes Qinghe. On the night of last year’s Mid-Autumn Festival, Brother Xiao even wanted to steal a kiss from Qinghe. I saw it with my own eyes, and Brother Changsheng saw it too,” Nan Sheng said, turning towards Yan Changsheng, “Isn’t that right, Brother Changsheng?”
Shen Zhiyao initially didn’t want to pay attention to Nan Sheng, but this woman kept stirring up trouble between her and Qinghe, and it was also this woman who had caused Elder Shen to be seriously injured and fall into a coma.
What Shen Zhiyao could least tolerate was that Nan Sheng had already taken Yan Changsheng away from her, and now she even wanted to turn her against Qinghe. How could there be such a bad, such a disgusting woman?
There are limits to what one can endure, and at this moment, she just wanted to stab Nan Sheng to death with a sword.
Nan Sheng did not expect her attempts to sow discord to result in Shen Zhiyao drawing her sword against her, causing her to panic.
Shen Zhiyao, who was now a Golden Core Stage cultivator, naturally had no trouble dealing with Nan Sheng. Moreover, her every thrust was aimed at Nan Sheng’s vital spots, leaving Nan Sheng struggling to block a few moves before she could no longer keep up. Just as Shen Zhiyao launched another sword thrust at Nan Sheng’s vitals, Yan Changsheng finally intervened.
Yan Changsheng’s cultivation base had recently made a breakthrough, advancing to the late Nascent Soul stage.
With his current cultivation base, handling Shen Zhiyao was not a challenge.
But Shen Zhiyao was proud, and seeing Yan Changsheng draw his sword against her, she attacked while sarcastically curling her lips, “This is the good disciple my father taught; for a woman, you disregard right and wrong, casting aside even the most basic courtesy, integrity, and shame!”
As soon as Yan Changsheng faced Nan Sheng, he would lose all reason, unable to tolerate anyone hurting her. His master could not, and certainly, Shen Zhiyao could not either!
“Zhiyao, you can’t hurt Nan Sheng!” Yan Changsheng deflected Shen Zhiyao’s thrust, “Otherwise, don’t blame me for being impolite!”
“What kind of impolite? Is it like last year when you killed my father; do you also want to kill me now?!” Shen Zhiyao said as her swordplay became even more fierce, “Before I die, I will definitely kill Nan Sheng first!”
A surge of both new grudges and old hatred welled up in her heart, making her bloodthirsty.
