222 Pack of Lies (1/2)
”Who are you? Why are you pretending to be an Autumn Valley disciple?”
The young man glared at Zhou Donghuang. Never in his wildest dreams had he expected someone to pose as a disciple of the Autumn Valley.
Wasn't he afraid of death?
He had only agreed to bring this young stranger to He Mengxi because he could never have imagined anyone pretending to be an Autumn Valley disciple.
He'd failed to consider that perhaps He Mengxi did not know that the Autumn Valley Lord had already accepted this young man as a disciple. However, this scenario was practically impossible.
He Mengxi was the Autumn Valley Lord's only daughter!
”Posing as an Autumn Valley disciple?”
He Mengxi frowned a little when she heard what the young man said before finally turning to take a good look at him.
The young man dressed in white met her gaze. She had a weird feeling. It was almost as if he knew her.
Then, a different young man dressed in green took a step forward. Dharma manifested around his body. He Mengxi stopped him before he could harm Zhou Donghuang. ”Wait, Senior Brother Huang Long.”
The young man dressed in green was named Huang Long. Although he was not as strong as He Mengxi, he was older than her and had been a part of the Autumn Valley before He Mengxi had even entered the Dharma stage. By these merits, she had to address him as ”Senior Brother.”
Huang Long could not defy her. The Dharma disappeared, and he sheathed his sword, still glaring warily at Zhou Donghuang.
”Do you know me?”
He Mengxi looked at Zhou Donghuang. Suspicion swam in her eyes.
”Third Senior Sister.”
Zhou Donghuang finally snapped out of his daze. He worked hard to suppress his emotions, which were threatening to swirl out of control because of his agitation. He took a deep breath, then smiled and greeted He Mengxi.
”Third Senior Sister?”
He Mengxi was taken aback by the title Zhou Donghuang had used to greet her. ”Have you mistaken me for someone else?”
”Third Senior Sister, I wish to speak with you alone,” Zhou Donghuang said.
”Listen, punk. It's bad enough that you're posing as an Autumn Valley disciple. Now, you're even trying to make ridiculous requests of Junior Sister He Mengxi!” Huang Long ranted angrily.
He Mengxi's eyes met Zhou Donghuang's. After a moment, she turned to look at Huang Long and said, ”Senior Brother Huang Long, you have your own business to attend to. I'd like to hear what he has to say. I'll deal with him appropriately. If he doesn't have a good explanation for his actions, I'll chase him out of Autumn Valley and the Lightning Sword Sect.”
Huang Long nodded. Before taking his leave, he glared at Zhou Donghuang and warned, ”Don't pull any tricks, punk!”
It was more or less an empty threat.
After Huang Long left, He Mengxi stared at Zhou Donghuang, who had not moved an inch since his arrival. ”Now that it's just the two of us, what was it you wanted to say?”
”Third Senior Sister.”
Zhou Donghuang stared at He Mengxi. His speech was neither too fast nor too slow. ”When you were six, you secretly put a mouse in your father's boots. You were afraid that he would punish you, so you snuck back to retrieve the mouse.”
”How do you know that?!”
He Mengxi paled immediately. Only she knew about that. Not even her father knew.
As this young man standing in front of her told her about this incident, a chill ran down her spine.
Who was he? How did he know her secret?
Zhou Donghuang did not answer, but pressed on, ”You reached the Connate stage on the very first day of the year when you turned 13. You wanted your father to praise you, so you told him that you reached the stage on the last day of your twelfth year.”
He Mengxi's pupils constricted. Again, this was something only she knew.
”When you were 19…”
”When you were 21…”
Everything Zhou Donghuang recounted were stories that Third Senior Sister had shared with him in his previous life during moments of idle chatter.
She had told him all of these things before, and they were stories no one else knew but her.
”You…Just who are you?”
He Mengxi stared at the young man in front of her, and her face was devoid of any color. She felt that she had no secrets from this person.