Chapter 1117 – Everything Regarding Chen Shengsheng (1/2)

Chapter 1117 – Everything Regarding Chen Shengsheng1

Translated by: Hypersheep325

Edited by: Michyrr

Shang Xingzhou knew that he was looking at his own face.

But he still felt it very unfamiliar.

Because it was very different from the face he normally saw in the mirror.

No one knew what sort of person Shang Xingzhou was. Probably only Yuren had a clearer picture.

Neither the Tang Old Master, Yin, nor Chen Changsheng had a very clear understanding.

To describe it in two words, they would be 'not close'.

Shang Xingzhou was not close to his own junior brother, not close to his old friends, and was not even close to his own disciples.

He was not close to the entire world, even though whether actively or passively, he wanted to bring this entire world forward.

Everyone said that Black Robe was the world's most mysterious individual, but in the last few centuries, Shang Xingzhou had been even more mysterious.

He had been even more patient than Black Robe, even more inconspicuous, or perhaps even more undemanding.

If he had wanted, he had every right to have his portrait hung up in the Lingyan Pavilion, and it would probably have been ranked very highly.

But he had chosen to remain in the darkness, glimpsing not the sun and speaking not with others.

In those centuries, he had played every sort of role, worn innumerable faces.

Perhaps it was for this reason that he would often look at a mirror, as only this way could he confirm who he was on any given day.

Gradually, he had gotten used to speaking with the man in the mirror. Even when he no longer needed to play any other roles, he had kept this habit.

He had always kept the Clear Sky Mirror at his side until this year, when he had Xu Yourong bring it to White Emperor City, where it shattered in that battle.

No one else was more familiar with their own face than him, which is why he found it very unfamiliar now.

It was a rather haggard face, devoid of its usual handsomeness, making it seem rather old.

Most importantly, his eyes were not as calm as they used to be.

The air of a tyrant could be clearly seen between those raised brows and eyes of feigned indifference. It looked quite silly.

It was just like that youngest prince, shouting with a twisted expression in the Hundred Herb Garden.

In the end, he had still been shot to death by arrows.

Yes, when the Prince of Chu died, he had also had an ugly face, covered with blood.

Where did I go after that?

That's right, I went to the Imperial Palace, and passed on His Majesty's will to Emperor Taizu.

Taizu looked fat and stupid, but he was actually extremely bright, or else how did he see my killing intent?

His Majesty was truly too merciful. He should have killed Wang Zhice that night. Why leave him his life?

Without him, would it have been impossible to defeat the demons? I really can't make sense of it.

Chen Xuanba was such a great talent and the Prince of Chu was such a skilled strategist, and didn't His Majesty choose to reluctantly wipe them out in the end? Why spare a single scholar?

Shang Xingzhou's thoughts flitted back from the past, his gaze drawing back from the distance and falling back on Chen Changsheng's face.

Chen Changsheng's face was also stained with blood, but for some reason, it still seemed very clean.

And it was also very calm, with no traces of fear to be seen.

Shang Xingzhou was a little angry.

Chen Changsheng's words had made him feel very uncomfortable.

And he found Chen Changsheng's serenity impossible to accept.

He asked, ”Are you really not afraid of death?”

Chen Changsheng said, ”Master, you should know more than anyone else how afraid I am of death.”

When he was ten, Shang Xingzhou had said those words to him, leaving him grief-stricken for a very long time.

He spent many nights hiding under his sheets and crying.

The one patting him on the back through the blanket while soothing him was Yuren.

But Shang Xingzhou was in the room a wall away, so how could he not know?

”But when you think about it for too long, are afraid of it for too long, you naturally grow numb.”

Chen Changsheng added, ”Now that I think about it, I truly do have to thank Master for the life you arranged for me.”

Shang Xingzhou said, ”At the time, you were sure that you would not live past the age of twenty, so you spent each day walking toward death in order to live, naturally making it easy for you to overcome death. Now, however, you have defied the heavens and changed fate, and can roam freely across the world for a thousand years. You even have a high chance of seeing Grand Liberation. So why are you still not afraid?”

”I also don't know if I'm actually unafraid or if it's something else. It's probably only when one is truly facing death that one can truly understand what one feels.”

Chen Changsheng said, ”I will help Master clearly see yourself, and Master can help me clearly see myself.”

'Hell is other people.'