Chapter 445 (1/2)

Chapter 445: An Uneasy Feeling In Her Heart

Stuffing the pain somewhere deep inside his heart, he replied in a voice that was so gentle and vulnerable, “Alright.”

Shen Yunya watched with sorrowful eyes as Xi Jin left, her eyes stained with hints of murderous intent. “Shen Qingdai.”

“Miss, why don’t you go there right now and…” The maid didn’t finish her sentence, but her intention was obvious enough.

“There’s no need. She’s still useful to me for now. Anyway, she is a fake, so she poses no threat.” Shen Yunya raised her hand and traced the scar on her palm. To get Brother Jin to even think about her, she had to leave a terrifying scar on her palm.

But when Brother Jin talked to her, the gentleness in his voice was still estranged, almost forced. As soon as Shen Qingdai was mentioned, on the other hand, his voice would become gentle like never before.

Shen Qingdai was already dead, yet she was still holding onto Brother Jin’s heart. What a minx! Shen Yunya regretted letting her die so easily. She shouldn’t have killed her so quickly. She should have kept her alive and tortured her some more.

Shen Yunya took a deep breath and hid her murderous intent behind a faint expression. She returned to her usual weak composure. “I have to write a letter. You need to deliver this letter to the Guiyuan Continent as quickly as possible.”

Right now, Brother Jin was hers. She will get betrothed to him when they came back from the Guiyuan Continent tomorrow. Anyone who tried to prevent their union from happening would be mercilessly killed.

*

Even since the discipleship induction, life at the Flying Frost Pavilion was uneventful like never before. Tu Xiupei did not seek out Feng Tianlan to create more trouble, and even the headmaster did nothing out of the ordinary. They even greeted one another early in the morning every day.

Feng Tianlan went to the Small Beast Forest every day to teach Pang Tai her Pill Refining Methods as she had agreed to do. Every time they met, she would be late by half an hour talking to the secret guards. Pang Tai never asked her why she was late. After all, he was the disciple and she was the master. A master did not need to explain her actions to her disciple.

Chuling and Luo Yunzhu did not become disciples of anyone in the Flying Frost Pavilion. They practiced in their usual way as Feng Tianlan had instructed them.

The days passed by peacefully—so peacefully, in fact, that it was odd. As if it was the calm before a great storm.