Chapter 39 - There Is Nothing Going on Between Us! (2/2)

Shun Tao didn't calm down. Quite the opposite: His thoughts began to race. If that guy somehow managed to get into Qiang Yan's palace, he might speak to him about Shun Tao letting a servant monitor the gods in this courtyard and especially letting her pay attention to what those gods were observing in the mortal realm. The god of war wasn't dumb. He'd figure out in no time, that this had something to do with the crown prince! And the god of war was quite close to the incumbent heavenly emperor.

I'm finished!

Shun Tao turned around to the courtyard and instead came face-to-face with the wall. Somehow, he felt like smashing his head against it … Shun Tao bent forward.

”Ah! Shun Tao!” Hong Bao gripped his shoulders, turning him around to her again and hugging him. ”There is nothing going on between Leng Jin Yu and me!”

Shun Tao furrowed his brow. Ha? When did I ask about that?

Hong Bao grew anxious at his lack of response. ”Really!”

Shun Tao sighed and straightened up. ”Hong Bao … Seriously, what did you tell him?”

”Ah?” Hong Bao, who had wandered somewhere completely unrelated with her thoughts, didn't understand, what Shun Tao was talking about.

”Leng Jin Yu. What did you tell him about the assignment I gave you?”

”Uh … Just that I need to observe some of the gods there for the fate's scribe.”

”Did he talk with anybody about that?”

She shook her head. Shun Tao really doesn't care, that I spend time with Leng Jin Yu. So it is true? He doesn't like women? She pursed her lips at the thought, but Shun Tao was once again too preoccupied with his own worries, to notice anything strange.

Shun Tao gave a sigh of relief. ”Good. Don't tell him anything else! The less he knows, the better!”

”Why that? Leng Jin Yu really helped me …”, Hong Bao said, while thinking: In fact, I wanted to ask you, if you could help him with getting into the god of war's palace. She didn't dare to utter this thought, though. She could feel, that this was definitely the worst possible time to mention her promise to Leng Jin Yu.

”It's better, if he doesn't know.” Shun Tao didn't offer any other explanation. Even in regard to Hong Bao, it was better if she knew less. It would be for the best, if only he himself and the culprit behind this whole mess ever knew what had happened. ”So … What did you find out? Wait. Come with me.” Shun Tao gripped her wrist and pulled her toward the scribe's palace.

”Ah, fate's scribe …” Hong Bao wanted to utter an excuse to bring him to see Leng Jin Yu, but he seemed way too anxious. She didn't dare say anything, when he didn't react.

In the courtyard, Leng Jin Yu stood up with the empty casket in his hand and walked to the entrance of the courtyard. He looked after the diminishing figures of Shun Tao and Hong Bao, his lips pursed in thought.

”Wasn't that fate's scribe, Shun Tao, just now?”

Leng Jin Yu turned around. Behind him stood none other than Qiang Yan, the god of war, whose palace was Leng Jin Yu's goal.