Elder Chang shivered and got up from the ground, glaring at Han Ye. "You said Supreme Master wanted women? Huh?!"
Han Ye: Again, when the hell did I say that?!
Other people heard the commotion and gathered around. When they saw the young girl in pink who fainted to the ground in embarrassment, everyone revealed gloating expressions on their faces.
"Supreme Master is still so heartless, so cruel, and so hard-hearted!"
"That's right. Han Ye, you tricked us by saying that Supreme Master had a crush on the woman chosen by destiny. It's good enough that Supreme Master hasn't killed her!"
While the conversation was ongoing, a tall figure slowly emerged from the palace gate.
"Greetings to Supreme Master!" Everyone fell on their knees with respect.
But the man didn't seem to see them at all and he walked straight past them toward the Heaven and Earth Mirror.
Han Ye's heart jolted. "Supreme Master, you… are you going down to the secular world?"
"En." A cold response.
Elder Chang couldn't help but ask, "Supreme Master, what are you going to do? Why go to the Yanwu Continent again?"
The man turned sideways and gave everyone a cold look before spitting out the following words coldly: "Propose a marriage!"
Pengpengpeng—!
It was the sound of people falling to the ground one after another.
Han Ye hurriedly got up to follow the man while looking back at Elder Chang and other partners with a mocking smile.
A bunch of stupid mortals! I told you what I saw, but you wouldn't believe me!
Now what! Supreme Master is going to propose…
Wait… Wait a minute! Propose?!
Supreme Master wants to propose to the woman chosen by destiny?!
…
The pale yellow candlelight flickered in the darkness.
And in the candlelight, a slender and graceful figure was sitting by the window, head lowered, seemingly reading something.
Her long, black hair came down from her temples, gently swaying with the breeze. It made her hair look like a memorable, peaceful, and beautiful old painting against her snow-white cheeks, long eyelashes, and pink, thin lips.
When Luo Beiyu woke up from the intense pain all over his body and opened his eyes in a daze, what he saw was this stunning and moon-lit scene.
Gradually, his memories from before he was knocked out returned to him, and the feeling of oppression, suffocation, resentment, and despair surged in his mind.
He remembered watching his subordinates killed by Gong Qianteng and Jinhong School's people one by one, remembered he was tied up and his cultivation level was stolen little by little with poison, and remembered he was cut off the hamstring…
And the melodious sound of zither music appeared in the end, as well as a familiar, pleasant voice ringing in his ears.
Luo Beiyu's eyes reddened slightly. He moved his lips to spit out hoarsely: "Master!"
He never expected that it would be the master he called out to not so seriously who would come to save him at his most desperate time.
Upon hearing his call, Muyan closed Baili Liuyin's notes and came over.
"How do you feel now?" The woman's voice was clear, gentle and elegant, and also carried an unhurried calmness.
It made Luo Beiyu's originally bitter and painful heart also slowly calm down.
He thought that after returning to Chiyan State, he would find ways to repay his Master. But now that he had become disabled, the only thing he could do was to not drag down his master.
"I… I'm fine," he said hoarsely with a forced smile. "My cultivation level, my two legs… they're all gone… that's it… what's done is done; at least I got my life back. Master, thank you for saving my life. Now you can leave me to any one of the guards in the city… They… they'll send me back to the royal palace…"