Hearing Yi Ting's sharp and sarcastic words, Xia Zihan's face turned extremely ugly, alternating between pale and flushed.
His eyes were wide open, rage brewing within them, seemingly about to erupt and incinerate Yiting before him. His body clenched his hands into fists uncontrollably, his nails digging into his palms, leaving crescent-shaped marks, yet he felt no pain whatsoever.
"You...you wild girl who appeared out of nowhere..."
Xia Zihan said through gritted teeth, but she stopped abruptly when she caught sight of Qin Luo.
She swallowed the foul words that were about to spill from her mouth, a muffled sound coming from her throat.
How could she show such an out-of-control, shrewish side in front of Qin Luo? No matter how furious she was, her concern for Qin Luo made her suppress her anger and try her best to maintain the last bit of dignity.
"How dare you slander my relationship with Qin Luo? I went to the Spirit Phoenix Sect so that I could be with him forever, for our future!" Xia Zihan took a deep breath, trying to make her voice sound calm, but her trembling tone still betrayed her inner resentment:
"How could you possibly understand how much I've sacrificed for this relationship?" After saying that, she looked at Qin Luo with a sorrowful gaze. At this moment, her heart was filled with grievances and anger, which completely overwhelmed her reason. She only hoped that Qin Luo would stand up immediately and give her a satisfactory answer.
Even if the reply was just a perfunctory one, a simple "It's all a misunderstanding, I'm devoted to you," she was willing to swallow the insults she had just suffered and choose to believe him.
Murong Liyue stood quietly to the side, like a quietly blooming orchid, unnoticed, yet secretly harboring different thoughts.
She listened carefully to every word Yiting said, and a surge of joy welled up in her heart.
The phrase "besides relying on the advantage left by arriving first" struck Murong Liyue like a thunderclap, clearly revealing Yiting's ambition to compete for the main position, unwilling to be second to Xia Zihan.
A barely perceptible glint flashed in Murong Liyue's eyes. Since Yiting had this idea, why should she back down? Clearly, she wasn't the only one with this thought.
"Sister Xia, while this young lady's words were somewhat extreme, they weren't entirely without merit," Murong Liyue said softly, her voice gentle yet carrying a hint of deeper meaning.
"Perhaps we should all calm down instead of blaming each other and making a fool of ourselves."
On the surface, these words were meant to be persuasive, but in reality, they subtly expressed support for Yi Ting's statement. They also effectively shut down Xia Zihan's rebuttal and subtly reminded her that there were outsiders present. If she wanted to make a fool of herself in front of everyone, embarrass Qin Luo, and become a laughingstock, then she could continue making a scene.
Startled by Murong Liyue's words, Xia Zihan snapped out of her daze. She quickly glanced at Qin Luo, whose face was filled with helplessness and exhaustion.
The Qin Luo who was once so spirited and composed in her eyes now seemed rather overwhelmed. This caused Xia Zihan a pang of pain in her heart, but she was still unwilling to let the matter rest. If she let things go unchecked, she feared she was destined to lose him.
“Qin Luo…” Nianzhi stopped, Xia Zihan called softly, her voice choked with emotion, her angry eyes now filled with pleading, “You, you really have nothing to say?”
Upon hearing this, Yi Ting and Murong Liyue both turned their gazes to Qin Luo. At this moment, Qin Luo finally understood what it meant to be destined for failure.
The situation, which he originally thought he could control, had long since deviated from his expected trajectory.
The old approach of addressing each issue individually is no longer feasible. Now, both are his children, so he can only try to prevent the worst-case scenario from unfolding. After all, appeasing one is always better than trying to appease two at the same time...
"Sigh, you are all very important people to me. In this matter, it was indeed my fault..."
Qin Luo sighed deeply, his words carrying a heavy regret, as if each syllable bore a thousand-pound burden.
Upon hearing this answer, Xia Zihan swayed violently. She stared at Qin Luo in disbelief, unable to hold back the tears welling up in her eyes.
At that moment, she felt as if her world had collapsed.
"An important person?" She murmured the word repeatedly. These three words were like a dull knife, digging into her heart. Three years later, she never expected that Qin Luo would not even give her the initial favoritism between her and others.
Tears welled up and dripped down her perfect chin onto the snow, melting into small craters.
The next moment, Xia Zihan turned around abruptly, her purple skirt drawing a poignant arc in the air before transforming into a streak of light and flying away into the distance.
However, it did not fly far. On the distant snow-capped peaks, one could faintly hear the long cries of the Purple Phoenix circling, seemingly also feeling indignant about its master's fate.
This was clearly an expectation that Qin Luo would catch up and give her a truly satisfactory explanation, an explanation that belonged only to her.
Seeing this scene from afar, Xiao Chen felt a surge of pleasure, thinking to himself that Qin Luo, that ignorant and arrogant fellow, dared to juggle multiple relationships and was simply asking for trouble.
Although polygamy is not uncommon in this vast world, he should consider the kind of people he has provoked.
Leaving aside Xia Zihan's stunning beauty, which is unparalleled in the world, just consider the saintly woman standing beside him, who exudes a cool and aloof aura like moonlight. How could Qin Luo, a mere Spirit Tribulation cultivator, easily control her cultivation and talent?
To put it bluntly, seeing that astonishing scene just now, even with Xiao Chen's usually calm, resilient, and unmoved mindset, he couldn't help but feel a ripple of jealousy.
Why are these women, who are so radiant and outstanding in his eyes, all surrounding Qin Luo, fighting over him, and shedding tears of sorrow?
What virtue or ability does Qin Luo possess to win the heart of such a beautiful woman?
Xiao Chen clenched his fists, his heart filled with mixed emotions. He was confident in his extraordinary talent and his cultivation path had been relatively smooth, but in terms of love, he had always been a blank slate.
On the other hand, Qin Luo, whose cultivation level was no different from his, was enjoying great success in love. How could he not feel envious and resentful?
"Hmph, this guy is probably going to pay the price for his philandering."
Xiao Chen snorted coldly and muttered to himself. Then, looking at Xia Zihan on the distant snow-capped mountain peak, a thought struck him. After hesitating for a moment, spiritual energy appeared, and he wanted to fly towards her direction.
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