“Sect Master Feng, speaking of which, my subordinate Long Mo should be released as well. A man alone cannot satisfy the Sect Master’s needs.”
Feng Xuan Yang opened his mouth in astonishment and coughed for a while before saying, “Ahem, who is Long Mo? I have no knowledge of him.”
Long Qinghan’s face turned icy, and though he didn’t look at Feng Xuan Yang, the chilling aura emanating from him made him shudder involuntarily. After a while, he spoke slowly, “Is that so? I thought he was already taken into the Sect Master’s harem, receiving utmost favor.” With these words, he casually turned around, took a few steps forward, paused for a moment, and said with his back facing the startled Feng Xuan Yang, “Sect Master Feng, please speak softly when discussing matters of obstructing others with your subordinates, so as not to be heard by someone with extraordinary martial skills.”
Feng Xuan Yang stumbled and almost lost his balance. It turned out that the person he had instructed Blood Shadow to intercept in the bushes that day was Long Mo. He never expected Long Qinghan to overhear and make such a guess. Thinking that Long Qinghan knew about his misdeeds but showed no sign of anger, just as indifferent as always, Feng Xuan Yang couldn’t determine whether he should feel pleased or worried.
Long Qinghan walked ahead, stepping down the mountain. The moonlight was hazy, enveloping his blue robe, resembling a solitary and proud blue flower blooming amidst silver radiance, cold and frosty. His slender figure cast a lonely shadow, shedding a desolate radiance. However, after a while, another figure appeared beside that lonely shadow, walking side by side with him.
Long Qinghan didn’t look at the smiling Feng Xuan Yang beside him, but at the moment he sensed the familiar aura, a peculiar emotion welled up in his heart, sweet and blissful, tickling his heart. He always felt warmth in the presence of Feng Xuan Yang, even causing his long-frozen heart to gradually thaw.
The two of them silently descended the mountain together, unexpectedly without uttering a word. Long Qinghan didn’t inquire further about Long Mo from Feng Xuan Yang because he knew his character was not wicked, and he wouldn’t harm Long Mo. Moreover, he had always been indifferent, and even more so after his resurrection, indifferent to everything except when it affected his own interests.
When Long Qinghan chose not to ask, someone couldn’t hold back any longer. When they were nearing the foot of the mountain, Feng Xuan Yang finally couldn’t resist and said, “Young Master Long, why don’t you inquire about Long Mo’s situation?”
“He has the favor of the Sect Master, so I am reassured. Speaking of which, Long Mo has a decent appearance, which I believe Sect Master Feng would appreciate.” Though Long Qinghan was not skilled in words, his teasing was quite effective. Feng Xuan Yang pursed his lips, staring at the person whose lips slightly curved upwards in amusement.
Although Long Qinghan admired Feng Xuan Yang, he had always been at a loss on how to express his feelings. Hence, he took this opportunity to jest and become more familiar with him. He understood Feng Xuan Yang’s temperament, which allowed him to playfully tease him with such boldness. If it were someone else, they probably wouldn’t have a single word to say.
The Mei Mountain Villa was built on the mountainside, about ten miles away from the city of Han Dong below. Although not far, if anything were to happen at the villa, it would be difficult to provide immediate assistance.
The villa was situated near a small lake at the foot of the mountain, which flowed all the way to the nearby Han Dong City. Long Qinghan slowly strolled to the lakeside and walked along the lake towards Han Dong City. As he gazed at the familiar lake, he was once again engulfed in deep memories, with visions of the cruel scenes from before his resurrection, a sea of blood that dyed the entire lake red. It took a whole year, as if the souls of the deceased were crying out for justice, for the lake to finally rid itself of the bloodstains.
Feng Xuan Yang glanced at the lake, a hint of mysterious light flickering in his eyes. Then he lowered his gaze and silently accompanied Long Qinghan, walking towards Han Dong City.
The path leading to Han Dong City was unusually desolate, with uneven terrain. It was extremely dangerous to traverse at night, as one could easily stumble and fall into the lake. As a result, most people traveling to and from the mountain would take another main road, rarely using this small path.
However, just as they were about to leave the mountain, Long Qinghan suddenly stopped. He heard a distinct splash, the sound of someone falling into the water, echoing through the tranquil night.
Feng Xuan Yang also halted and looked in the direction of the sound. In the darkness, he saw a figure flash by the shore where the person had fallen into the water, then disappearing into the darkness. Ripples spread from the spot where they fell, and in the distance, it seemed like a woman’s cry for help reached their ears.
Normally, Feng Xuan Yang wouldn’t pay much attention to matters of life and death, but when he saw that Long Qinghan showed no sign of being moved and continued walking, he couldn’t help but feel surprised. “Young Master Long, have you not heard someone calling for help?” This chapter was taken from novelping.com without permission.
Long Qinghan paused, his voice cold as he replied, “Of course.”
Feng Xuan Yang was even more astonished. “Young Master Long, aren’t you righteous martial artists known for your chivalrous hearts? Aren’t you going to save the person?”
Long Qinghan paused, slowly exhaling a breath. In the past, he would naturally not hesitate to help someone in need, but after his resurrection and reflecting on his past experiences, he realized that his good deeds had often been repaid with harm. Now, he had grown disillusioned with the idea of saving others and was reluctant to easily intervene. Moreover, his experiences in the martial world after his resurrection had made him more cautious. In such a secluded and quiet place, how could there be a woman here, or someone who would be thrown into the water? It could very well be a trap.
Feng Xuan Yang stared at Long Qinghan, noticing that he hadn’t responded. Growing impatient, he said, “Young Master Long, if you have the intention, then go and save the person.”
Feng Xuan Yang’s words snapped Long Qinghan out of his thoughts. He hesitated for a moment and then replied, pretending to be calm, “Sect Master Feng, if you wish, then go and save the person.”
Feng Xuan Yang was taken aback and asked with confusion, “Why should I go instead of you?”
Long Qinghan was startled, a hint of embarrassment appearing on his face. However, he still composed himself and said, “It’s cold. I won’t go.” After speaking, he took a step to leave.
But at that moment, a mischievous voice came from behind him. “Hmph, Young Master Long doesn’t actually know how to swim.”
Long Qinghan’s footsteps halted, his face even redder, but he would never admit it. He turned around and walked back, circling around to stand behind Feng Xuan Yang.
Feng Xuan Yang looked at him in confusion, not understanding what he was doing. However, it didn’t take long for him to realize what Long Qinghan was up to.
Just then, Long Qinghan took a few steps back and forcefully extended his hand, causing the great Sect Master to be pushed into the lake with a loud splash.
“Damn you, Long Qinghan!” Feng Xuan Yang choked on water and resurfaced, angrily cursing as he gasped for breath. However, when he looked up, he saw Long Qinghan with a dazed expression. His beautiful eyes slightly widened, reflecting the shimmering water, emanating a peculiar radiance. His moist lips curved into a small arc, and the surprised expression on his face was incredibly adorable in Feng Xuan Yang’s eyes.
Long Qinghan remained stunned for quite some time before finally snapping out of it. He turned his head, cleared his throat awkwardly, and said, “It’s a hot day, uh… Go for a swim, and, uh… saving someone on the way isn’t a bad idea.” After speaking, he awkwardly turned his head away.
In that moment, he had momentarily forgotten that he had been resurrected and had only recently met Feng Xuan Yang. In the past few days of getting to know Feng Xuan Yang again, he had a sense of returning to the time when they used to playfully tease and joke with each other. So, in the midst of confusion, he mistook the present Feng Xuan Yang for the one from before. Thus, before he realized the truth of their present lives, his hands had already acted, pushing Feng Xuan Yang into the water.
Feng Xuan Yang flapped in the water for a few moments, cursing loudly, but he eventually followed his words and rescued the drowning woman. It was unknown whether it was due to luck or some other reason, but despite the delay caused by Feng Xuan Yang and Long Qinghan, the woman hadn’t sunk, miraculously avoiding a dire fate. Therefore, Feng Xuan Yang didn’t exert much effort in saving her.
However, after they brought her ashore, they found themselves facing an unconscious young woman, and the two of them looked at each other, unsure of what to do.
Feng Xuan Yang adjusted the wetness of his clothes and sighed. “Young Master Long, what should we do now? I’ve brought her ashore, but it’s up to you to wake her up.”
Long Qinghan glanced at him indifferently and said, “When it comes to saving someone, Sect Master Feng’s act of saving her should not be taken away by me.”
“…,” Feng Xuan Yang looked at Long Qinghan’s blatant disregard and became increasingly frustrated. He truly began to question who was on the righteous path and who was on the evil path. However, he didn’t know what was on Long Qinghan’s mind. He glanced at the woman with closed eyes and pale lips, and a flash of inspiration suddenly crossed his mind. He smiled and said, “In that case, Young Master Long, why don’t you suggest how we should save her?”
Long Qinghan gazed into the distance and said in a gentle voice, “I heard about a technique called mouth-to-mouth resuscitation.Sect Master Feng could give it a try.” This chapter was copied from NovelPing without permission.
“What?” As soon as Feng Xuan Yang heard the name, a chill ran down his spine, sensing an ominous premonition.
Long Qinghan glanced at Feng Xuan Yang and said slowly, “Use your mouth to blow air into hers.”
“…,” Feng Xuan Yang felt as if his jaw had been dislocated.
He opened his mouth, dumbfounded, for quite some time before reacting. He glared at the person standing there seemingly unconcerned, with hands behind his back, and suddenly, a smile crept up on his face. He actually crouched down, slowly leaning towards the woman’s lips.
Long Qinghan withdrew his gaze from the sky and glanced briefly, only to be shocked by Feng Xuan Yang’s leaning movement. Suddenly, his heart skipped a beat, witnessing a flicker of fire in Feng Xuan Yang’s eyes. A strange feeling crept up in his chest, causing an itch that he couldn’t quite describe. Teasing and joking were one thing, but watching Feng Xuan Yang actually about to kiss someone was a different matter.
Closer, closer, their lips gradually approached. Long Qinghan stared in astonishment, his eyes widening. His usually expressionless face now displayed unprecedented nervousness. His heart seemed to stop beating for an instant.
Just as their lips were about to touch, Long Qinghan abruptly rushed forward and pulled Feng Xuan Yang away.
However, when he met Feng Xuan Yang’s puzzled gaze, Long Qinghan realized that his actions had been too excessive. He cleared his throat awkwardly and said, “Uh, I heard that pressing the chest or pinching the philtrum is also effective.”
“Pressing the chest?” Feng Xuan Yang raised an eyebrow, looking at the woman’s chest and rubbing his chin. “Hmm, that method sounds good. Let’s leave the chest compression to you, Young Master Long.”
After speaking, he turned to Long Qinghan, who was trying to explain, and crouched down, reaching out to press the woman’s philtrum. However, the woman still didn’t wake up.
Feng Xuan Yang shrugged and looked at Long Qinghan, who glanced at the woman’s prominent chest, showing embarrassment on his face. Furrowing his brow, he hesitated for a moment before lowering himself, and with a hint of hesitation, he generated palm energy and patted the woman’s chest from a distance…
A loud sound echoed as water sprayed out from the woman’s mouth. Seeing that it was effective, Long Qinghan continued to deliver several more palm strikes, resulting in a few pitiful-sounding groans. Finally, he withdrew his hand.
Glancing at the blood flowing from the woman’s mouth, Feng Xuan Yang’s mouth twitched. Meanwhile, Long Qinghan slowly stood up, dumbfoundedly looking at his palm and murmuring, “Seems like I used too much force…”
Upon hearing this, Feng Xuan Yang’s mouth twitched even more severely. He glanced at the poor woman, who was coughing up blood from the strikes, and couldn’t help but feel sympathetic toward her.
Not long after, the woman gradually regained consciousness. As soon as she opened her eyes, she mumbled in a daze, “Kind sirs, did you save me?”
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