In the end, both sides of the road are completely empty. Only the three lonesome figures remain.
However, Xiao Bao abruptly stops on his steps. He raises his head to look at Muyan, âNiangqin?â
Muyan smiles faintly and faces the empty space, with a clear voice: âSire has followed us all the way to this place, donât tell me that youâre still not planning to show your distinguished self?â
As soon as her voice drops, thereâs a flash of light along with the burst of a harsh momentum.
Muyan and Xiao Bao remain where they are, while Yan Haotian makes his move.
The towering form hunches down and springs forward, wielding a palm strike towards another figure.
Dense Internal Force rushes forth like a tidal wave from his whole body.
A crashing sound, and the Internal Force produces an intense flare.
Yan Haotian used to be a high Earth Stage Practitioner, and although he had his cultivation crippled afterwards, the experience is still there.
After going through Muyanâs treatment, he directly recovered to the early Earth Stage.
And for more than a month, as the head of the Ink Camp, he had been continuously training together with his subordinates.
Now, he has already returned to high Earth Stage.
Although the other person is quite skilled and the cultivation is also high, itâs still far from being Yan Haotianâs match.
So a few breaths later, thereâs a barely restrained chill within Yan Haotianâs eyes as his hands are hooked into claws, clutching around the otherâs throat.
Thereâs a terrifying fury radiating out of his body.
Itâs as if, as long as thereâs even a little bit of movement from the other, he would immediately twist and break the personâs neck.
But in the next moment, he hears a soft, weak voice and itâs as if Yan Haotianâs entire person has been struck by lighting. His mind goes blank and his hand loosens.
âYan Haotian, I finally... found you.â
Yan Haotian staggers and recoils, he opens his mouth to talk.
But heâs already been a mute for a while now, heâs no longer able to say anything.
Yet at this moment, this tower-like manâs body is shaking, the rim of his eyes slightly turning red.
âWhat? You know each other?â
He doesnât know when Muyan has walked before them. She looks at Yan Haotian, then turns to look at the person heâs facing. Thereâs an amused expression on her face.
Standing directly across from Yan Haotian is a person wearing a manâs outfit, red eyes unwavering as they stare at Yan Haotian.
Yet with those red lips and white teeth, the face with the shape of a peach â no matter how you look at it, itâs a beautiful and delicate woman who is dressed as a man.
From the start, Muyan didnât find any malice from the person following them.
She initially thought that it would be that youth who bought the lantern from the street stall.
Didnât expect that it would actually turn out to be a woman.
Not only that, the womanâs relationship with Yan Haotian doesnât seem to be a shallow one.
Hearing Muyanâs words, Yan Haotian suddenly comes back to himself. He soon curbs all his emotions, stiffly shaking his head.
Seeing that, the womanâs frail body suddenly wobbles.
She could no longer hold back the tears as they gather on the rims of her eyes.
A long while later, a hoarse and trembling voice spills out from the womanâs mouth: âDo you still blame me? If I tell you that on that day, I didnât want to retract that marriage agreement, would you believe me?â
Yan Haotian closes his eyes. Soon after, he lightly shakes his head and looks at Muyanâs direction.
Muyan has a smile that isnât a smile: âOh, since you donât know each other, letâs go then.â
The womanâs gaze slowly shifts towards Muyan. Seeing the latterâs absolutely beautiful countenance, the hurt and sadness in her eyes turn into despair within just a split second.
Drop by drop, tears tumble down from her eyes.
She pulls out a forced smile: âIt turns out, you already have someone to accompany you. Like this, itâs really good, really... great.â
After she says that, the woman turns around and walks away with unsteady feet.
Having just taken a few aimless steps, her body goes limp and she directly crumbles down.
And at that very instant, Yan Haotianâs form rushes forward like a bolt of lightning, catching and holding her in his arms.