Chapter 597 – Several Thousand Wildfires (2/2)
Zhexiu did not understand.
The entire world, or everyone in Mount Han at any rate, did not understand.
When the Elder of Heavenly Secrets had departed a while ago, he had not said too much, just that the Holy Maiden was looking after Chen Changsheng. Upon hearing this, the crowd was even more shocked and confused.
What sort of status did Xu Yourong have? Her previous action of risking her life to save Chen Changsheng was already incomprehensible enough, but now she was personally looking after him? If she was still Chen Changsheng's fiancée, this matter would actually make some sense, but hadn't that engagement long been annulled? Wasn't it said that she loathed him?
The disciples of Mount Li all had peculiar expressions while Gou Hanshi had a pensive look. Guan Feibai finally could not hold himself back and whispered, ”No wonder Eldest Brother wants to stay far, far away.”
The night clouds had already dispersed and starlight illuminated the lake. It was quiet with everyone harboring their own thoughts. After quite some time had passed, the sound of a door opening could be heard as Xu Yourong walked out from the house.
The crowd surged forward like a tide.
The South Stream Temple sword array dispersed, yet it still guarded the area in front of Xu Yourong.
No one dared to voluntarily ask. Xu Yourong looked at Tang Thirty-Six and Zhexiu and said, ”He is still not awake. You two look after him. I have to rest a while.”
The crowd noted that her face was deathly pale and she seemed utterly exhausted.
Linghai Zhiwang said, ”I will see Principal Chen first.”
Xu Yourong shook her head, calmly but firmly.
Linghai Zhiwang slightly creased his brow, confused and also secretly rather angry. He thought that the two of them were on the same side and that he should have taken the lead in this matter, yet he had unexpectedly been rejected.
”What he needs the most right now is rest. Other things can be discussed tomorrow.”
After saying this, she was escorted away by the disciples of South Stream Temple.
Not all disciples left with her. Several dozen South Stream Temple disciples remained outside the house, the sword array once more obstructing all, with only Tang Thirty-Six and Zhexiu being permitted inside.
The crowd outside the house gradually dispersed. They believed that Chen Changsheng had encountered some problem when breaking into Star Condensation, and with the Pavilion of Heavenly Secrets and the master of the Sacred Light technique that was the Holy Maiden personally acting, there would naturally not be any major difficulties. Not a single person could have imagined that tonight, without Xu Yourong, Chen Changsheng would perhaps already be dead.
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At five o'clock in the early morning, Chen Changsheng woke up.
He knew that it was five in the morning because, in these countless days, he had always woken up at this time. As a result, he momentarily forgot about what had happened yesterday and prepared to get out of bed.
Then he realized that he wasn't wearing anything.
Then he realized that Tang Thirty-Six and Zhexiu were by his bed, staring at him.
This made him feel extremely uncomfortable.
Only now did he recall what had happened yesterday and his expression subtly shifted.
Tang Thirty-Six saw that he had woken up and his expression slightly relaxed. Yet he had no intention of speaking to Chen Changsheng yet, instead turning around to head out of the house, saying, ”I'll go notify South Stream Temple.”
Chen Changsheng said, ”Don't. She doesn't want anyone else to know of our relationship.”
As he spoke, he subconsciously glanced at Zhexiu, thinking, Tang Thirty-Six previously did not hide it from Zhexiu; could it be that when I fell unconscious yesterday, Tang Thirty-Six told everything?
”The entire world knows now.”
Tang Thirty-Six unhappily replied, then continued out of the house.
Chen Changsheng turned to Zhexiu.
Zhexiu said indifferently, ”I also know.”
Chen Changsheng froze, thinking, just what happened while I was unconscious?