El magnate supremo de la ciudad

Capítulo 18

"Yes! I'm willing to believe him, because even though he's reserved and cold, and says nothing, he has a sincere heart, while the sect leader doesn't!"

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brush!

Ye Chuhan sheathed the Azure Jade Sword!

He turned around, his back to Zhan Yu and Lianhua, so that no one could see the fleeting expression on his face, as if nothing had just happened.

"Lotus will head to Jiangnan tomorrow to seize the Nine Princes' Jadeite of the Murong family as originally planned," he concluded with a cold laugh, his voice chilling to the bone, adding,

"I can't interfere with the relationship between the two of you, but if anyone ruins my plans, no matter who it is—they will be killed without mercy!"

Lotus's eyes flickered, and she silently watched Ye Chuhan leave. Her snow-white fox fur trembled slightly in the breeze, her long black hair swept across her long robe, and her tall and slender figure resembled a sharp and terrifying sword.

A sword that relentlessly stabs others in its own defense!

Mei Ji greeted Ye Chuhan, laughing as she threw herself into his arms. For her, the most important thing in the world was to receive Ye Chuhan's affection.

Lotus watched them walk away in silence.

The voice beside him was Zhan Yu's deep, solemn tone, "Does it hurt?"

"Ouch!"

She heard his voice, and as she watched Ye Chuhan's departing figure, she murmured as if in a dream, "I feel like a fool, a fool who came here for a vow, but he remembers nothing, yet I still foolishly continue to wait."

Section 9

late at night.

Inside Zhan Yu's house.

The Azure Sword was placed beside the wooden table. Zhan Yu sat in front of the wooden table, his black clothes fluttering in the cold wind blowing in from the window. His cold, thin face had sharp features, and his dark eyes were like a long night, without a trace of light.

Lotus sat opposite him, placed his injured right hand on the table, and focused intently on bandaging the wound, slowly wrapping the snow-white bandage around his hand with care and attention.

She didn't say a word.

His left hand slowly clenched, and when Zhan Yu's sharp and intense gaze fell on Lianhua's beautiful face, a complex silence appeared on his face.

A suffocating silence fell between them.

Zhan Yu's eyes flickered slightly, and his voice was low as he resolved to break the awkward silence, "The Tianshan Snow Sect is going to make a move against the Murong family of Jiangnan."

"Um."

Lotus eyes gazed at his injured hand, and she responded softly. The thin ribbon binding her hair shimmered with a silvery light under the moonlight streaming through the wooden window.

Zhan Yu's expression remained calm and unwavering. "Judging by the time, it's about time."

"Is the Nine Jade Pieces of the Murong Family of Jiangnan really that important?"

"Human greed is a terrible thing. It has no end or limit. What we don't have is always the best," Zhan Yu's eyes were as black as ink. "And what we have, we don't know how to cherish."

"Zhan Yu, what do you want to gain by coming to the Tianshan Snow Gate? Are you also driven by greed?"

Zhan Yu was slightly taken aback.

He turned his head to look at Lianhua, the girl sitting next to him. In the moonlight, Lianhua's natural face was incredibly clear, as if she had blended into the pure moonlight.

“I have no greed, I only want a little peace of mind.” His gaze turned to the window, fixed on the distant snow cliffs, his clenched fingers turning bluish-white. “I want to do something for those who remain in my heart. Only in this way can their souls rest in peace, stop struggling in pain, and be reincarnated.”

A look of surprise flashed in Lotus's eyes. "Are they all dead?"

"yes."

In the darkness of night, Zhan Yu's voice was cold and desolate, revealing a heavy sense of heartache and sorrow.

Lotus remained silent and did not ask any further questions.

Perhaps Zhan Yu has a very sad past in his heart, and it is because of this sad past that he has become the lonely and cold person he is now.

So many years.

He remained silent, silently guarding this house where he could see the snow-capped cliffs of the Tianshan Mountains. No one knew what he wanted, nor did anyone know what he was watching over.

Zhan Yu withdrew his bandaged right hand. Dressed in black, he held the Qingming Sword in his hand, letting the cold scabbard warm his palm.

Why did you come to Tianshan Snow Gate three years ago?

Lotus stared at a candle on the table and smiled bitterly, "It's all because of that vow!"

Zhan Yu looked at her.

In the flickering candlelight, Lotus's pale face was gentle and serene, her thin lips holding a bitter and melancholy smile, and her light voice was like a dream.

"Although I know this isn't the kind of man I'm looking for, and the one I loved wasn't like this either, I have no choice. For three years, I've willingly stayed by his side..."

Lotus looked up at Zhan Yu, her clear eyes sparkling like water. The flickering candlelight illuminated her pure white face, giving off a beautiful, soft glow, like a warm dream.

"If you love, you love. You can disregard anyone else's love and suffer for him alone. You can betray anyone's feelings and be heartbroken for him alone. You are willing to do anything for him, even if it hurts the people around you! Even if... he has no feelings in his heart, even if he has never believed in me! Even if he has forgotten... everything!"

Outside the window, plum blossoms fall in showers; the night is deep.