Both men turned toward the sound. It was Nan Xuanjin, standing before them with an undeniable air of authority.
When Nan Xuanjin's gaze fell on He Zhen, He Zhen quickly closed two of his eyes, trying to seem less noticeable. Nan Xuanjin had already begun to suspect what Xiao Ling was worried about.
From Nan Xuanjin's perspective, He Zhen's white hair and golden eyes were clear signs of his lineage. These features were described in history as belonging to the king of Hong Long, whose breath was said to be fiery and whose powers were tied to dragon blessings.
Xiao Ling and the man had apparently grown closer during Nan Xuanjin's absence. Seeing Xiao Ling safe, wrapped in a white silk cloth and surrounded by crimson blossoms, Nan Xuanjin wondered if perhaps the king was indeed a benevolent figure.
As Xiao Ling stood up, he looked unsure of what to say.
"Tell me, Sir Xiao Ling, why haven't you done what you were instructed to do? I specifically told you to complete this task! How can I trust you if you can't follow orders?" Nan Xuanjin's voice was stern.
He Zhen's face flushed with anger at the scolding directed at him, while Xiao Ling stood speechless.
"What exactly did you find troubling? What was your purpose here? And why did you make me so worked up for you?" Nan Xuanjin continued.
Xiao Ling's eyes widened as he wrestled with his thoughts.
What was my purpose here? Was He Zhen's nightmare the reason for my presence? Do I hold any anger against him? No, that's not it. I was here because of Liu Ling's promise to kill He
Zhen. The realm's curse dictates that only an evil survivor can remain. I came to show that even in such a cursed place, a person can be good. But how can I explain that to Nan Xuanjin now?
"For me..." Xiao Ling started to say.
"And who is this young man with white hair?" Nan Xuanjin asked, looking at He Zhen.
Xiao Ling hesitated. "Uh, he's a god—like me—named Huan Cheng. He came here to help me."
"And you were supposed to come here alone?" Nan Xuanjin asked.
"Oh, well, breaking some rules isn't a big deal! I mean, it is a big deal... What am I saying?" Xiao Ling stammered.
Despite the tension, He Zhen couldn't help but smile at the absurdity of the situation. Xiao Ling was relieved to see He Zhen smile genuinely while Nan Xuanjin was impressed by, He Zhen's smile even though he knew that he was that only survivor.
"What are you staring at creeps?" He Zhen asked, embarrassed.
Nan Xuanjin and Xiao Ling both laughed at his reaction.
"Why don't we invite your friend to the heavens?" Nan Xuanjin suggested. "Since he's a god, it must be dull for him here."
Xiao Ling nodded quickly. "Yes, that's a great idea."
"Oh, and enough with the disguise, Huan Cheng," Nan Xuanjin added, pointing at He Zhen's white hair and golden eyes. "You can drop the illusion."
He Zhen, looking slightly suspicious, changed his appearance to long black hair and blue eyes.
So, he has this ability. My assumptions were correct! Quite impressive!
They then teleported back to the heavens, but little did they know that, there will be a day where Liu Ling catching He Zhen red handed.
New chapters will take time cuz creation is hard af! stay tuned for DRAMA!!!!!~ :P