Was it you that night?-Chapter 43 - Who gave you the audacity to lay a hand
Chapter 43: Chapter 43: Who gave you the audacity to lay a hand on my people?
Chapter 43 -43: Who gave you the audacity to lay a hand on my people?
Nan Sheng saw Xiao Chen coming to her aid and felt a sweet rush of gratitude, continuing to stoke the fires in secret, “Brother Xiao, don’t fall out with Sister Zhiyao over me, I’m okay…”
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“You’re just too kind, but kindness is met with deception,” said Xiao Chen. “Today, I must make Zhiyao apologize to you!” And with that, he clashed head-on with Shen Zhiyao.
Shen Zhiyao was on the verge of laughter from anger. She was about to explode when Shen Qinghe, unable to hold back any longer, cut in before Shen Zhiyao could speak, “Everything elder sister said was the truth. Are we not even allowed to speak the truth? Apologize to this woman? Big Senior Brother, you must be out of your mind to suggest such a thing, seriously ill!”
Having said that, she grabbed Shen Zhiyao, intending to get as far away from these lunatics as possible.
Who knew Xiao Chen would suddenly grab her arm, “Zhiyao can leave after she apologizes to Shengsheng!”
Shen Qinghe looked at Xiao Chen with cold contempt, enunciating every word, “Elder sister did nothing wrong and doesn’t need to apologize to anyone. Nan Sheng, that wench, doesn’t deserve it!”
At this moment, she was blinded by rage, forgetting the principle that she must not offend the main characters.
Why should elder sister apologize just because the protagonist is displeased? Just because we sisters are cannon fodder, the supporting females, should we let the protagonists trample over us?
“Who taught you to talk like that?!” Xiao Chen was so angry he laughed, having never seen such a defiant side to Shen Qinghe.
It was only Shen Zhiyao who would speak so crudely; Shen Qinghe usually spoke softly and gently, with a tender and delicate disposition.
“How I talk is none of your business, Xiao Chen. Today I’ll make it clear, my sister apologizing to Nan Sheng is impossible, not in this lifetime!” Shen Qinghe said, shielding Shen Zhiyao behind her.
Her clear and piercing eyes brimmed with fury at that moment, as if the slightest spark could burn someone to complete exhaustion.
Xiao Chen felt a sudden jolt in his chest, a tearing sensation spreading through his body, the feeling of losing control surging throughout his being once again.
Suddenly, he drew his sword, aiming it at Shen Qinghe’s heart with his eyes chillingly cold, “I said, make Zhiyao apologize to Shengsheng!”
Shen Zhiyao, the protective sister maniac, seeing Xiao Chen draw his sword on Shen Qinghe, was immediately consumed by fury. Snatching a Spirit Sword from a disciple, she lunged at Xiao Chen, “Dare to point your sword at Qinghe, and I will kill you today!!”
Shen Zhiyao had only entered the Golden Core Stage, far less adept in cultivation base than Xiao Chen. Even if it were only about swordsmanship, she was no match for Xiao Chen.
It took only a few clashes for her to be overpowered in the exchange.
At this time, Shen Qinghe also drew her sword to join the fray, her initial move being the previously displayed “Flower Parting Willow Brushing.”
Her sword momentum was like a rainbow, transforming into several Sword Qi, attacking Xiao Chen without any blind spots in a 360-degree arc.
But Xiao Chen, after all, was a Cultivator of the Nascent Soul Stage, with a cultivation base several times higher than An Lu’s. Even with Shen Qinghe’s vigorous sword pressure, he merely parried with his hand using half strength, effortlessly blocking Shen Qinghe’s Sword Net.
Facing the strong rebound, Shen Qinghe was knocked back like a kite with its string cut, about to fall to the ground when a figure in red swiftly appeared, catching Shen Qinghe just in time.
The newcomer was Dongfang Wuya, who had always been known for his romantic eyes now filled with murderous intent, he sent a cold glance towards Xiao Chen, “Harming your fellow disciples, lacking benevolence and righteousness, such a crime deserves death!”
No sooner had he spoken than he struck at Xiao Chen.
This casual-looking palm was something Xiao Chen couldn’t withstand even with full strength.
He was hit by the palm wind, sent flying several meters away, and smashed heavily onto the ground.
Nan Sheng’s face turned pale as paper, and in fright she looked at the stern Dongfang Wuya with eyes filling with tears, she whimpered, “Mr. Wuya, Brother Xiao didn’t do it on purpose…”
Before she could finish, Dongfang Wuya suddenly grasped her throat fiercely, “Who gave you the courage to touch my people?”
With his words, the entire place fell dead silent.
Everyone was certain they hadn’t misheard; Mr. Wuya had actually said Shen Qinghe was his person?
When exactly had Shen Qinghe become Mr. Wuya’s person?
Everyone thought they were experiencing auditory hallucinations, and Shen Qinghe herself was utterly perplexed.
She rarely interacted with Dongfang Wuya and had not met with him recently; she had assumed that Dongfang Wuya had forgotten about her existence entirely.
If Nan Sheng’s earlier terror seemed feigned, her fear now was genuine as death loomed close; Dongfang Wuya truly harbored a killing intent towards her.
Finally, Yan Changsheng snapped back to reality, he hurriedly explained, “This matter has nothing to do with Shengsheng, she’s innocent!”
“She’s innocent? Then what about Qinghe—is she not innocent?” Dongfang Wuya looked coldly at Yan Changsheng, “Your hearts have become so biased that for the sake of such a vile thing, you’ve abandoned even the most basic decorum and sense of shame. How dare you claim that this vile thing is innocent?!”
Ever since Yan Changsheng became a disciple of Shen Zhuo, he had been regarded with admiration by all. The Sect’s disciples revered him, and the elders from other sects gave him special care; this was the first time someone had publicly attacked his backbone.
Sword Master Tian Yan, seeing his beloved disciple publicly humiliated by Dongfang Wuya, was both angry and hateful but dared not offend Dongfang Wuya lightly.
Swallowing his pride, he tried to persuade Dongfang Wuya, “Shengsheng is still young and ignorant. If she has done something wrong, she should be properly advised. You are her elder, why stoop to argue with a junior?”
“I have nothing to do with this vile thing!” Dongfang Wuya eventually let go of Nan Sheng.
He casually grabbed the sleeve of Sword Master Tian Yan and wiped his long fingers that had just touched Nan Sheng with a look of disgust.
Sword Master Tian Yan: …
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Nan Sheng looked at Dongfang Wuya in terror, feeling fear of a person for the first time in her life.
Just now, she genuinely thought she would die at the hands of Dongfang Wuya.
How could someone like Dongfang Wuya, who looked so handsome, have such a malicious heart?
Once Dongfang Wuya was sure his hands weren’t tainted with the foul scent of Nan Sheng, he took out two Top-grade Spirit Pills and delivered them to Shen Qinghe’s lips.
Shen Qinghe’s complexion was slightly flushed as she spoke hesitantly, “Elder Uncle, I can do it myself.”
“Open your mouth!” Dongfang Wuya did not think there was anything inappropriate about his behavior.
Shen Qinghe quietly looked around and realized everyone was watching her and Dongfang Wuya.
Unaccustomed to being watched like this, particularly while Dongfang Wuya insisted on feeding her, it seemed he couldn’t see her embarrassment.
“Not eating?!” In the next moment, Dongfang Wuya pinched her lower jaw, forcing her to open her small mouth.
Passively, her mouth opened, and the two Spirit Pills entered and quickly dissolved.
As the Elixir settled in her belly, it seemed to soothe her shattered meridians, quickly relieving the pain. Her entire body felt warm and cozy, like basking in the sun on a winter’s day.
“Feeling better now?” Dongfang Wuya asked in a low voice.
Shen Qinghe nodded truthfully, “Much better.”
“Are you sure?” Dongfang Wuya furrowed his brow, not quite trusting Shen Qinghe.
He always felt that this girl was accustomed to enduring silently. Without expressing her pain, how could anyone know she was suffering?
Shen Qinghe quickly added, “Really, it’s much better.”
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