“Miss Wu Yue, I would like to speak with you alone.” Cheng Xuanwu put his right hand, with its distinctly bony fingers, into his pocket, turned around, and his gaze slowly fell on Wu Yue, passing over the crowd.
Wu Yue stood still without speaking. A fleeting look of bewilderment crossed her calm eyes.
"Bai Tang, let's go out first."
Yan Chiyu glanced deeply at the girl's retreating figure, then discreetly walked away. Bai Tang's hands were clasped tightly together, her knuckles protruding and her fingers pale. It was as if a ball of yarn was stretching and spreading in her mind, stirring up her thoughts in disarray. Looking at Wu Pingxi's peaceful sleeping face, his long eyelashes concealing the sinister indifference in his eyes. Then looking at Wu Yue's straight back, at that moment, she couldn't help but feel guilty and was stunned.
After the two left, Cheng Xuanwu spoke first, a mysterious smile on his lips: "Miss Wuyue, you don't need to be so nervous, and you don't need to be so tense. Just relax and be as relaxed as you were before."
"I'm not nervous, I'm just thinking."
Wu Yue's straight back slowly relaxed, and she seemed to have found the answer.
"No matter how hurtful his words were, in my heart he is still my brother."
The girl glanced at the person above the hospital bed out of the corner of her eye and asked in a natural and relaxed tone, "So, Uncle Cheng, can you explain to me why my brother is shedding hair?"
Cheng Xuanwu's calm expression instantly changed, and he was quite taken aback. He thought this girl would be in a bad mood for a while, but he didn't expect her to adjust so quickly. She could even chat with him casually about why Xiao Xi was shedding fur.
Just as Cheng Xuanwu was about to speak, the girl opposite him spoke up, muttering to herself, "It is indeed small in size, but it clearly resembles a white tiger. The white tiger is one of the four celestial spirits and the god of the west, representing the seven western constellations. It is a very powerful being. In other words, if I hadn't used my life force to save my brother back then, he might have been resurrected..."
How do I feel?
[I sensed a hint of regret in the sorcerer's tone.]
She regretted using 'life force'; she actually regretted it?!
[Witch God, have some decency! That's your brother!]
You noticed?
Cheng Xuanwu was genuinely surprised. Xiao Xi's White Tiger Spirit was extremely weak and unstable. No matter how powerful a person was, they couldn't see through his true form, unlike himself, whose spiritual power was abundant and substantial, which was why these two young men had seen through him back then.
He had just observed Yan Chiyu's expression; the young man had remained calm throughout the journey without any subtle changes, so he must not have noticed. This was exactly what he expected.
"My eyes are rather unusual," Wu Yue explained simply.
She turned her star-like gaze slightly, the luster of her glass light falling softly on Cheng Xuanwu's empty sleeve: "So, Uncle Cheng's arm is the price he paid to bring back my brother's scattered soul?"
“I’ve said it before, I’ve never been a good person.” Cheng Xuanwu looked out the window, as if recalling something. A cold, mocking expression appeared on his profile. “I picked up Xiao Xi, who had been kidnapped by human traffickers, not out of kindness, but because he was useful to me. Back then, when the Book God fell into the black hole, the divine beast White Tiger, in order to capture the Book God, had one of its souls swept away by the black hole’s torrent… I didn’t know where they went, so I simply threw my arm at the White Tiger. I never imagined that tens of thousands of years later, I would meet him in this world as an infant, and that my arm would be restored.”
"Strange, isn't it? Mystical, isn't it? I think so too. It's really hard to explain, but that's just how it is."
Cheng Xuanwu shrugged. "It's you who I find strange. Who exactly are you... or what are you?"
Wu Yue: "I'm not a thing. So... am I a person?"
What does this cautious and uncertain tone mean?
Cheng Xuanwu glanced at her, his expression full of contempt.
"Okay, let's get down to business." The girl smiled slightly. "I know who has golden eyes, and his status is quite noble, befitting your family's book god."
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