85 This I Vow (1/2)

Xue Wei was as puzzled as everyone else present, though his reasons were completely different.

The many spectators were of the impression that this young woman was infatuated with Xue Wei, and that she had feared that the love of her life had been gay, but Xue Wei knew better.

The killing intent that Chu Huiyin had shown in their last encounter was not for show. Xue Wei was certain that this woman wished to rip him to shreds at any given moment, so the infatuation that the others saw was clearly just a method to get close to him.

Why was she so interested in him? Why was she in such a panic when she thought he was into guys? It was clear that that had been no act but rather her actual emotions as she had moved almost with a frenzy.

She had not cared the least about her reputation by cutting his arm and tasting his blood. It was strange indeed.

Meanwhile, Xue Wei grumbled about the fact that he had been cut. Her nail had cut him as if he was made from tofu, and she had not cared about his wellbeing at all.

Furthermore, how was she capable of determining whether or not he had pure yang energy within him by simply tasting his blood? Xue Wei was certain that even if he tasted his own blood, he would not taste anything else other than the metallic taste of blood itself.

Chu Huiyin's face, which previously had an expression of extreme anger and malice, turned calm once more.

”Please don't spread false rumors,” she said to the man who had said that Xue Wei had long since lost his purity, that he had given himself to the prophet. ”Young Hero Xue Wei is a true dragon amongst men. Why would he fancy another man?” she asked coquettishly, as if she was a young woman that had been wronged.

Everyone was rather unsure of what had happened. Only a few experts, the Crown Prince and Tie Haolong included, were frowning and looking at Chu Huiyin with distrust; everyone else had long since dismissed her violent reaction as mere jealousy.

Xue Wei knew that talking with this Ice Harpy about the Wayfarers would be unwise. He could possibly reveal her true identity this way, but then he would run the risk of revealing the fact that he cared for someone among the caravan of Wayfarers that Wang Xiaoyun belonged to, which would lead to her unleashing her fury upon them.

It was clear that she hated Xue Wei. That hatred would extent to anyone he cared for, and thus they would become easy targets. Xue Wei was not willing to see this, so he kept his mouth shut about the Wayfarers.

Then a thought hit him. The strongest person he had met was without a doubt Lan. Although this Chu Huiyin was strong, she did not seem as strong as him, so was it possible for Xue Wei to perhaps get some help from an unexpected front?

Just as Xue Wei was about to proclaim his rather dubious love for Lan, he stopped.

Chu Huiyin suddenly turned around and looked at him; her eyes were sharp like two swords, and she seemed to be trying to swallow him with her eyes alone.

”Do not even think about that,” she said with a warning voice. ”Lying to me will do you no good. Now be a good boy and accompany me,” she ordered. Xue Wei, who had schemed to put Lan and Chu Huiyin up against one another, could only breathe out and shake his head. The words he wanted to say were forever buried in his chest.

”Please enjoy the evening,” Xue Wei said to his four newfound friends before he allowed Chu Huiyin to drag him with her towards a remote corner.

There were a few places to sit down, and the Ice Harpy sank herself into the soft cushions once she took a seat, after which she patted a cushion next to her. ”Sit,” she said. However, although a warm and soft smile played on her lips, Xue Wei could sense the murderous air behind it.

He had no choice but to sit, and he felt exhausted. This woman would not leave him be, but she would not talk straight either.

”So, are you close to Prophet Lan?” Chu Huiyin asked after a bit of time. Xue Wei, who now knew that lying would get him nowhere, just shrugged his shoulders.

”We spent two weeks together,” he said, and then the Ice Harpy nodded her head. ”Makes sense,” she said, ”he has always had a peculiar attraction to the odd and strange, the rare and the abnormal.”

”Well, thank you,” Xue Wei said dryly, clearly understanding that he was the one being described as odd, strange, rare, and abnormal.

”It was not a compliment,” Chu Huiyin said smilingly. Xue Wei said nothing as a maid approached them, bringing with her snacks and drinks.

Both Chu Huiyin and Xue Wei accepted a cup of rice wine and a few snacks that they placed on the table that was next to the cushions. The maid went away shortly after.

Neither spoke for some time, just drinking the sake and eating snacks.

”You know I will kill you one day, right?” Chu Huiyin suddenly said. ”I hate you. I hate you more than anything else in this world, so you will have to die by my hands. I want to savor the feeling of hunting you. I want to experience you being in despair. I want you to beg for mercy before you die.”

Chu Huiyin's eyes had an insane gleam to them, and her voice was getting lower and lower, as if she feared that someone would listen in on her abrupt confession. Each and every single word was filled with malice; her eyes were lit with madness, and her lips were curled into a sinister smile that seemed to already feel the pleasure of torturing him throughout.