Chapter 755 – The Broken Bridge Is Surrounded by People (2/2)

He looked at An Hua and the general respectively, and then said, ”But this person is different. He is not an ordinary doctor. I could see his greed, so losing a hand is a price that he needed to pay.”

Just like his previous explanation, there was no proof, only a conclusion made with his heart. It was very difficult to trust in this explanation, but upon seeing the clean and clear eyes of the young man, An Hua and the general believed it.

After this explanation, the young man regretfully said, ”I didn't think that I would be found out so quickly.”

The atmosphere in the pavilion once more grew tense as the soldiers tightened the grips on their blades and crossbows, their breathing becoming somewhat hurried. They thought, is he planning to get rid of us to hide his secret? If they hadn't witnessed the black-clothed girl noiselessly cut off Master Yang's hand from a distance, the soldiers might have scorned this way of thinking as an overindulgent fantasy, but now, none of them dared to think this way.

But the young man did nothing other than order to the girl to come out of the pavilion, and then turn and walk back onto the bridge.

Only now did everyone notice that he was carrying his luggage on his back. It turned out that he had vanished a few moments ago to make preparations to leave.

An Hua was a girl, so her thoughts were somewhat subtler and more numerous.

He had needed only such a short amount of time to pack his luggage. Didn't that mean that he was prepared to leave at any time?

What was he hiding from? Was it the great renown, extraordinary wealth, and endless hazards brought by the Cinnabar Pill, or was it the world itself?

Just who was this young man? Just what sort of story did he carry with him?

The general had a mission to carry out, so he naturally would not just let the young man leave. With a harsh order, he charged out of the pavilion.

With a bang, dust plumed around the pavilion. He had been blocked by an invisible barrier and been sent crashing to the ground.

The group learned that the young man had actually laid down a seal before leaving. Perhaps there was no danger, but it was now impossible for their party to stop him.

An Hua walked to the edge of the pavilion and called out to the pair, ”We just want to ask for a single Cinnabar Pill to save a life.”

Without turning around, the young man replied, ”I really don't have any more. The next batch will be in a few days. Return and wait for it.”

An Hua called back in despair, ”But he can't wait for that long.”

”Many things can't be decided by us. We can only accept what is decreed to us by fate.”

The young man and the black-clothed girl continued their way to the other end of the bridge, saying nothing more to them.

”In the future, don't make any more unreasonable tantrums.”

”And just when did I make an unreasonable tantrum!”

”Then can you not be so ruthless? To want to eat humans at the drop of a hat is truly not very good.”

”Those people stole from me! And perhaps they wanted to attack you, so of course I have to kill them. Since I'm going to kill them, why can't I just eat them as well?”

”I know you also don't want to eat it, so why force yourself…”

”Just when did I say that I didn't want to eat human flesh? I just thought that what you said was reasonable. The hand was too dirty and washing it and plucking out the hairs would be too troublesome…”

”I was just giving you a convenient excuse.”

”Hey! If you say it out loud, aren't you putting me back in an awkward spot? And besides, you better understand that I was just giving you face!”

The people within the pavilion listened to this conversation and watched the pair gradually walk off into the distance with mixed feelings.

Just when they thought that everything that had happened tonight was about to become a dream, ultimately become an unforgettable yet traceless dream…

Suddenly.

The starlight and snow suddenly went mad. A massive boulder howled through the air and smashed through the wooden bridge.

The lake frothed and waves surged. Wooden splinters went flying and dust and snow covered the sky.

The wooden bridge was broken, the snowy lake in turmoil.

The young man and black-clothed girl stood on the wooden bridge, their clothes slightly soaked.

All was silent and oppressive.

Suddenly, a wind began to incessantly howl, a cold wind blowing against flames.

This was followed by the sound of metal scraping and armor clinking.

Countless torches lit up along the lakeshore, gradually illuminating the scene.

People were everywhere.