How could Yu Ying not recognize him? The moment that figure stepped into the pavilion, her pupils suddenly contracted, as if an invisible giant hand had tightly gripped her heart.
The blood in his body froze instantly, and every hair on his body stood on end in fear, as if he could feel the chilling aura of hell.
Her gaze, as if drawn by a magnet, locked onto the newcomer, and the last glimmer of hope in her heart was shattered in an instant.
Without a doubt, the person before her was her master, who should have long since vanished into the underworld.
But what kind of bizarre and unimaginable evil magic could have brought him back to life?
He even transformed himself into Ning Chenxing, the highly respected Fifth Prince of Chengxiao Kingdom.
This question, like a dark cloud hanging over her heart, lingered and plunged Yu Ying into deep fear and confusion.
The moment this nightmarish suspicion sprouted in her heart, Yu Ying was as if she had been subjected to the most vicious spell.
His whole body was stiff as a stone statue, every inch of his skin was filled with fear, and he dared not move at all.
It was as if the slightest movement would trigger a deadly trap hidden in the darkness, bringing about an irreversible disaster.
Moreover, she now has absolute certainty about the other party's identity.
Despite her relentless efforts and hard work, Yu Ying has now acquired considerable skills.
He has made a name for himself in the martial arts world, earning the respect and admiration of many.
However, now she was facing her master, who had once been a terrifying figure in her heart like a demon.
All her confidence and self-assurance vanished in an instant, replaced by a deep and inescapable fear.
That fear, like a venomous snake coiled in her heart, constantly gnawed at her soul, making her dare not even have the slightest improper thought.
Not to mention having any thought of resisting him; that was a hope that would terrify her even to think about.
At this moment, Ning Chenxing's lips slowly curved into a smile, a smile that resembled a spider lily blooming from the depths of hell, beautiful yet exuding a deadly allure and sinister chill.
The faces that should have been brimming with youthful energy and boyish charm were now shrouded in a thick, inky gloom.
He exuded a sinister, eerie, and twisted aura that was completely out of character for his age, as if the years had etched not only marks on his face, but also endless evil and madness.
His eyes held a dark, sinister glint as deep as a bottomless black hole, seemingly capable of swallowing up all that is beautiful in the world.
Yet, from time to time, a hint of triumphant satisfaction, like that of a hunter catching his prey, would flash through his mind, a satisfaction mixed with cruelty and ruthlessness.
And a near-morbid, chilling obsession, as if what he was obsessed with was not the beauty of the world, but the endless darkness and destruction.
He slowly extended his long, slender fingers with distinct knuckles, fingers that moved silently in the darkness like cold, venomous snakes.
The movements appeared gentle and slow, yet they carried a chilling sense of oppression, as if every inch of air was frozen by this force.
The finger slowly traced Yu Ying's lips, and Yu Ying felt a bone-chilling cold spread from her lips to her whole body, causing her to tremble uncontrollably.
It felt as if I were in a frozen wasteland, every cell trembling with fear.
Immediately afterwards, the finger suddenly moved down like lightning, landing steadily on Yu Ying's slender, fair neck.
That fragile neck, under his control, seemed so vulnerable.
It was as if with the slightest effort he exerted, it would snap like a fragile reed, and the breath of life would vanish in an instant.
Yu Ying was filled with fear, and even her breathing became cautious. Each inhale felt like her heart and lungs were being torn apart. She could only watch helplessly as he did as he pleased.
Her heart was filled with despair and helplessness, tears welled up in her eyes, but she dared not let them fall, for fear of angering the terrifying man in front of her.
Ning Chenxing's hand did not stop there. Instead, like an evil hand exploring unknown territory, it moved down slowly again with an arrogant sense of control.
He finally spoke, his voice low and hoarse, as if it came from the bottom of a deep ancient well, carrying the weight of time and endless chill.
Every word struck Yu Ying's heart like a heavy hammer: "It seems that you have been living a carefree and comfortable life without your master by your side to keep you in check all these years."
Hmph, you've been living a carefree life all day long, I'm afraid you've long forgotten my teachings.
Alright, considering that you were well-behaved this time and didn't ruin my plaything too badly or disappoint me too much, I'll be merciful this time and let you off this time.
However, you must remember this well: Chengxiao Kingdom is absolutely not to be touched.
That's a crucial part of my carefully laid-out chess game, and I can't afford to make the slightest mistake.
If you dare to cause the slightest disruption, even with the slightest thought, I will make you wish you were dead.
As for Qin Qianluo, consider it a reward from your teacher.
Once this is done, get back to the capital immediately. You'd better understand that my patience is running out; every second is slipping away.
If you dare to challenge my bottom line, if you dare to delay or disobey my orders in the slightest, you should know very well the consequences, which will be unbearable for you.
And your little apprentice, I am very satisfied with her talent and appearance, and have already arranged a better place for her.
After all, playthings must eventually return to their masters; only then can they be considered to have returned to their rightful place.
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