"Give it back to me?" Qian Yue seemed unmoved. A sneer slowly crept up the corners of his mouth, and his cold golden eyes stared straight at Rong Hua.
"She is a Five Elements Spiritualist, and also a cultivator."
Rong Hua did not answer, but looked back at Qian Yue with the same eyes, with his signature smile hanging on his face.
"You accept her into the Shenghan sect and make her your first disciple."
"Yes." Rong Hua replied.
"You used every possible means to prevent me from investigating, even going so far as to conceal her aura and spiritual energy."
"Yes." Rong Hua answered continuously without any hesitation.
"And here she is now."
Qian Yue stared at Rong Hua coldly, as if he had made some important decision, and a faint golden rune appeared on his forehead.
"Yes..." Rong Hua paused slightly, but did not deny it.
"And now you say you want to return her to me."
"Yes." Rong Hua nodded and confirmed again.
"Why?" Qian Yue couldn't help but ask aloud.
"I wanted to do me a favor, but you should know."
"This king does not need it." Qian Yue said coldly, "I will personally take back what belongs to me. I will send you to hell as you please."
The golden pupils flashed, and Qian Yue's golden pupils were flashing with bloodthirsty light.
"You are no longer a king."
Rong Hua interrupted, watching Qian Yue's expression suddenly change, but Rong Hua remained calm, and continued, "A hundred years have passed, and the world has changed. You and I are both changing."
"But there are some things that you and I are powerless to do anything about, so we can only let it develop, change, and be buried..." Rong Hua closed his eyes slightly, his face was indifferent, and his silence was terrifying.
Seeing Rong Hua suddenly like this, Qian Yue frowned slightly. Even he had to admit that the person in front of him really looked like the leader of Shenghan a hundred years ago, even... even worse than that, making it completely impossible to see through him.
The two of them stopped talking and just stood face to face in complete silence. The breeze gently blew up their clothes, and the two figures, one black and one white, slowly faded away in the breeze.
After a long silence, Qian Yue finally couldn't help but speak first, "You..."
As soon as he said that, Qian Yue immediately stopped talking. In the end, he lost the game between the two of them, but it wasn't to him that he lost...
He had to admit that he had never won against that woman. He lost miserably to her. Otherwise, how could he have been so unable to control himself and chased her after hearing only a little bit of news about her?
Qian Yue raised his head, looked directly at Rong Hua, and asked in a deep voice, "Where is she?"
He could hardly wait any longer, could not wait any longer to see her. After the two of them had made a pact with each other, there would be a faint sense of connection between them, but they could not really determine each other's position. Moreover, because the pact between the two of them had not been truly completed, his sense of her was even weaker. However, he had never had this feeling before. He could feel her spiritual power and her presence so clearly, as if she had never left.
He could feel that she was so close to him, as if he could just reach out and touch her like before...
He really couldn't wait any longer...
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