Chapter 165: My Idiot! (I) (2/2)

With a flip of her wrist, Cai’er grabbed Long Haochen’s hand, her cane tapping on the ground, and closed the door to the room.

Seeing what she did, Long Haochen instantly felt his heart beat faster, his handsome face starting to blush slightly. A boy and a girl all alone in a room, this situation in itself was a bit dubious.

“Please keep me company for a bit, is that okay?” Cai’er asked with a soft voice.

How could Long Haochen refuse her request when she asks that way? Holding her hand, he replied, “Alright.” Holding each other’s hand, the two youths were seated on the sofa, their bodies drawing close to each other. Feeling beautiful and yet secluded charm coming from her, Long Haochen’s heart could not calm down in the slightest.

In the carriage, although they were seated next to each other, there were also other people present. But now, they were only by themselves.

Long Haochen couldn’t help but loosen his hand that was holding Cai’er’s waist. She didn’t resist, on the contrary taking advantage of this to nestle against his shoulder.

The two of them treasured this peaceful and warm moment. Although Long Haochen’s heart beat very fast and his face was heating up, this feeling was, to him, the most pleasant. He didn’t feel the slightest dissatisfaction, simply holding Cai’er’s waist even closer. Truly speaking, as only a fourteen year old, he basically did not know what he should do in these kinds of moments.

Cai’er was his most precious treasure, so he would not attempt to do anything to her.

After a long time, Cai’er moved a bit, sitting up straight, and asked, “Haochen, what did great-grandfather tell you today?”

“Mh?” Long Haochen awoke from this quiet warmth, “He said I had to take good care of you and protect you.”

Cai’er was slightly startled, “That’s all?”

Long Haochen replied, “He also said that I could do the same as you in the future and call him great-grandfather, and that you had a very hard life.”

Cai’er’s whole body shook. Looking at Long Haochen right in the eye, she asked with some hope, “Did he really say so?”

“That’s right, what about it?” Long Haochen gave her a puzzled look.

In the next instant, he glanced at Cai’er’s, whose eyes were moist and her whole body shaking slightly. Seeing her in this appearance rose his passion even further. Long Haochen immediately felt a pain in his heart, hastingly pulling her to his bosom, “Cai’er, don’t cry. What’s wrong?”

Leaning against his warm bosom, Cai’er’s body gradually stopped shaking. Slowly taking off the veil covering her face, she sticked it close to his chest, both of her arms surrounding his waist.

“Haochen, do you want to listen to my past?” Cai’er asked.

Long Haochen gently replied, “As long as you are willing to tell it to me, I am willing to listen.”

Cai’er’s voice was gentle and carried a bit of uneasiness, “I am a person who had no childhood. In the eyes of the others from the Assassin Temple, I am a sort of princess. But if I had the choice, I would have preferred to live as an ordinary girl.

The heritage of our Assassin Temple is not as simple as the one of your Knight Temple or the Warrior Temple at all; anyone has the possibility to learn how to become an assassin. The only requirement is to have extremely high perception and innate talent. Fostering an assassin is a lot harder than fostering a knight or a warrior; it requires one to exert a lot of physical and mental efforts. Thus, within the Assassin Temple, a secret training method was devised. It can be used on children around three years old to determine whether they have the innate cultivation talent or not. As long as their innate talent was not too mediocre, meeting at least the base requirement to be capable of becoming a qualified assassin, they would be fostered by the Assassin Temple.”

It was the first time Long Haochen heard Cai’er speak so much. At that time, he was her only listener, gently holding her hand and listening to her story.

“At three years old, I was found to have an innate internal spiritual energy exceeding 90, making me the so called Saint Daughter of Samsara.”

Hearing her words, Long Haochen was immediately startled, but he didn’t say anything, only listening to the continuation of her story.

“It was at that moment that my nightmare began.” A trace of deep sadness appeared on Cai’er’s beautiful face.

“As a three years-old child, I originally should have been pampered by my parents, playing without caring or worrying of anything. However, I was never with the children of my age. At the time I was only three years old, I was taken out by my great-grandfather to a dark and cold cave. There, I had no relatives, and even no food. Seven days out of seven, the only thing that accompanied me was a black dagger floating in the air.

I cried, and I cried. I called out for my father, for my mother. But even when my voice had become hoarse, even when my tears had run dry, there was not the slightest reply.

I felt cold. I was very scared. Even if I was only three years-old at that time, I can still remember everything clearly. No one came to save me, no one. I had to bear the cold and the fear, all alone…”