Chapter 158 – Heavenly Termination; Star of Solitude (2/2)
Chen Chang Sheng gave her a glance, but didn’t say anything.
Tang Thirty-Six lifted up half a roast chicken that had hardly been touched from the mat. He also took two sheets of oilpaper and messily wrapped it, then headed towards the area beyond the crowd.
The Orthodox Academy group’s discussion didn’t catch the attention of others, but his sudden action of leaving the woodlands alongside his direction of travel, which seemed to be heading towards the location of Wo Fu Zhe Xiu, immediately captured everyone’s gazes.
The examinees were all very startled, not knowing what he was trying to do; the young girls from the Thirteen Divisions of Radiant Green and Holy Maiden Peak revealed signs of worry on their faces.
For these young girls, no matter how callous Tang Thirty-Six’s words were, or how arrogant his actions, he was still a dreamy and genteel nobleman. While Zhe Xiu, no matter how quiet or how many accolades he had achieved for the human and yao race, he was still a cold-blooded monster that is drenched in blood.
Seeing Tang Thirty-Six walk towards Zhe Xiu, naturally made them feel worried.
This world based upon appearances is indeed unfair.
The four from Li Shan Sword Sect who were currently eating and chatting by the streambank were also rather startled. Guan Fei Bai looked at Tang Thirty-Six with a slightly strange expression and asked: “What kind of crazy thing is that person trying to do now?”
At the Ivy League gathering, Tang Thirty-Six had affronted Li Mountain far too deeply, causing him to dislike Tang Thirty-Six intensely.
Qi Jian looked towards the wolf-tribe youth who was located beyond the crowd, his nose lightly wrinkled and his breathing became coarse, evidently fuming.
Gou Han Shi was slightly perplexed, wondering what had happened between his junior brother and Zhe Xiu in their previous battle, to cause him such anger.
The paved area before the Tower of Purging Dust was very broad, with a forest serenely present and a small stream tinkling by; in comparison, the location Zhe Xiu was sitting at had nothing, only a singular smooth rock.
Tang Thirty-Six walked before that rock, looking at Zhe Xiu, whom was kneeling, or perhaps crouching, in that strange position, he suddenly felt a little hesitant.
Zhe Xiu ignored him, quietly eating.
Tang Thirty-Six quietly looked at him, after a period of time, he suddenly said: “If others were to notice the details to your eating habits, they would definitely consider you to be really scary.”
Zhe Xiu took a drink of the fruit juice supplied by Li Palace, then raised his head and looked at Tang Thirty-Six.
Since the start of the Grand Examination, Tang Thirty-Six was the first person to take the initiative and talk to him.
Tang Thirty-Six looked at him and said: “The speed at which you eat is very slow, very mellow, akin to a young lady in her own chambers. Your chewing is very solemn: 12 times for rice, 30 times for beef… it isn’t entertaining, all it proves is that you’re too disciplined towards yourself, or more specifically, you treat yourself very harshly.”
Zhe Xiu quietly stared at him, his eyes didn’t contain any sort of emotion, but neither did he lower his head and continue eating, ending this one-sided conversation.
“Maybe because the snow plains have very little food, or perhaps because there’s a shortage of physicians and medicine, neither are there clergywomen from the Thirteen Divisions of Radiant Green to help treat your wounds; therefore, you’ve been surviving harshly.”
Tang Thirty-Six continued: “You cherish all the food you can obtain and will never wantonly eat and drink in order to avoid physical health problems, in that type of damnable place, even a regular stomach-ache can be tortuous.”
Tang Thirty-Six said: “But I won’t think that makes you scary, because I’ve seen someone very similar; that fellow also pays attention to every detail in life, which makes me think, people like you fellows, people who are as afraid of dying as that, they really should acquaint themselves with each other.”
The person he was referring to, was obviously Chen Chang Sheng.
Zhe Xiu’s line of sight followed Tang Thirty-Six’s finger and turned towards the woodlands, after a moment’s silence, Zhe Xiu lowered his head and continued eating, no longer paying him any attention.
Tang Thirty-Six placed the paper package before him and opened it, asking: “Do you need a friend?”
Within the oilpaper there was half a roast chicken; half a chicken will only have one chicken leg, this had already been taken by Chen Chang Sheng for Luo Luo, leaving the chicken somewhat incomplete, it had also been left for a while, making it rather cold, its fat congealed on the surface of its skin, giving it a slightly unpleasant look; more importantly, roast chicken really isn’t a healthy food.
Yet, unknown as to why, upon seeing the roast chicken, Zhe Xiu actually opened his mouth and spoke.
From the start of the Grand Examination, he had only spoken two sentences, which weren’t heard by most people, no one knew how his voice sounded.
It wasn’t until this moment, did Tang Thirty-Six come to know that his voice wasn’t coarse and grating, sharing no similarities to the rumoured wolf howl.
Zhe Xiu’s voice was chilly, the speed was very slow, with a rather long gap between each word, akin to a child that had only just learnt how to talk, or a mute person that had suddenly gained the ability of speech.
He looked at Tang Thirty-Six with an expressionless face and said, in an exceedingly slow manner: “My fate foments heavenly termination and the star of seclusion, destined to a life of solitude; therefore, I don’t have any friends.”
The heavens above have countless stars, perhaps there is a star that is located far away from the sea of stars, in a place that is easily neglected, lonely to the extreme.
Perhaps that star really was named Heavenly Termination.
Perhaps the Fated Star illuminated by Zhe Xiu, really was that secluded Heavenly Termination.
But regardless of whether if it was true or not, the cold and detached intent behind his words were very clear, he didn’t need friends, he wanted to keep everyone at a distance.
For most people, they would perhaps know to back away from this type of situation.
But Tang Tang wasn’t your average person, he was a windbag.
After coming to know Chen Chang Sheng, and especially after formally entering Orthodox Academy, his hidden character had finally found release.
“Not having friends doesn’t mean not needing friends, what do you think about me?”
He looked at Zhe Xiu, asking sincerely.