Chapter 747 - Distract the Stalkers (2/2)
He was tall and thin, but gave out an intimidating air with cold sparkle in his eyes.
At this moment, he did look like the best cold-blooded killer in the martial arts circle he had been.
“She doesn’t. She’s fallen asleep at the moment. The medicine is made by her teacher and won’t do harm to her health.” As Long Tianyu said, he took off his outer garment, revealing his black tight suit.
Holding a long sword shining with cold silver light and his eyes as deep as solid ice, he was as aloof as he had been when he fought his way in and out of the enemy camp three times with his sword a few years ago.
“That’s good. Mr. Hou, this is our domestic affair. You took good care of us along the way, so I don’t want to put you in this trouble,” Qinghu said.
He and Long Tianyu, one dressed in white and the other in black, had hidden the aura of living people they only exuded in front of Lin Mengya.
They were like two lethal weapons about to be unsheathed rather than living people.
Only blood and death were related to them.
Hou Yuetian sat in the chair, looking as calm as them, but his clenched hands gave away his complicated feeling.
“Sir, I’m not afraid of death, but just have an unfulfilled wish. I’ll take care of Miss Qingge, but I won’t meet her so as not to let her worry about you before you come back,” he said.
Hou Yuetian was a true gentleman. Although he had feelings for Lin Mengya, he was aware that they were probably going to risk their lives.
He could quarrel with Long Tianyu and work with them to put on the show to set Lin Mengya’s mind at ease for the time being, but he would never take advantage of their unfavorable position.
“Thank you,” after a long while, Long Tianyu said to Hou Yuetian with hands folded and raised in front of his face.
How could those people sent by the Candle Dragon Cult be thrown off so easily?
Although this manor belonged to Hou Yuetian’s friend, it would be impossible to get away under the cover of this manor.
The only way for Long Tianyu and Qinghu was to wipe out the spies sent by the Candle Dragon Cult.
Even if they could not wipe it out, they would at least be able to catch the members of the Candle Dragon Cult off guard.
Only by attracting all attention could they guarantee Lin Mengya’s safety.
However, both he and Qinghu were keenly aware that it would probably be a tough battle.
“You’re welcome. Please go ahead. All you asked for, including horses, have been prepared. At this moment, everyone believes that Brother Su and I are outside, while you and Miss Qingge are in the manor. Be careful. We’ll wait for your news,” Hou Yuetian said with joined hands.
The three of them did not waste any more time.
After exchanging information, they left in a hurry.
Both of the horses prepared by Hou Yuetian were not too tall and ran fast.
After mounting his horse, Qinghu touched the long sword hanging on his waist with an extremely complicated look, which seemed to be both nostalgic and ironic, in his eyes.
“You’d better think it through. We have to kill them all this time, otherwise, what you have done over the years will be in vain,” Long Tianyu glanced at him and asked lightly.
Among the three of them, he considered himself the only one who ought to do anything for Lin Mengya.
Apart from him, even Qinghu, who treated Lin Mengya like his own sister, did not have to do this.
As he thought of this, there was a doubtful look in his black eyes.
He had been aware of Qinghu’s feelings for Lin Mengya before, but he was a little confused now.
“She’s not the only reason I do this. I’ve had enough of being hunted by the Candle Dragon Cult over the years. But since you know your father’s plan, what do you keep her by your side?” Qinghu said.
Long Tianyu hesitated for a while. He had harbored a longing affection for his father, the Emperor, before, what had happened in the past few months had depleted his little affection for his father bit by bit.
After all, the Emperor valued his hard-earned throne most.
The Emperor thought that he could keep Long Tianyu by his side with tempting power so that he could make use of Long Tianyu.
Now Long Tianyu had seen it through and certainly would no longer expect anything from his father, the Emperor.
“She is my only wife, always. I won’t allow anyone to plot against her,” Long Tianyu said.
He did not consider the throne more important than her, the tenderness in his heart and all he wanted in this life.
He whipped his horse on, and his horse began to gallop.
With his face darkening, Long Tianyu thought he would definitely kill anyone, who dared to lay a finger on her, with his sword.
Seeing Qinghu and Long Tianyu leave, Hou Yuetian, who had been hiding in the dark, sighed softly with a helpless and complicate look.
With a casual wave of his hand, those top masters, who had been hiding behind him, tacitly followed Long Tianyu and Qinghu.
With their assistance, no one would be able to hurt Long Tianyu and Qinghu unless the Candle Dragon Cult turned out in full strength.
Furthermore, they all brought effective healing medicine that could even save people on the brink of death.
Moreover, Long Tianyu and Qinghu were highly skilled in martial arts.
Hou Yuetian shook his head and looked helplessly at his hands, thinking why he had to do this.