“He’s coming back.” Xiao Xiu added, “That’s all I have to say, young lady, farewell.”
As soon as she finished speaking, she disappeared.
"Fengguang... what should we do?" Fei Ziyuan was at a loss.
Feng Guang glanced at Fei Ziyuan, "You should go back first."
"Then what about you?" If Wuyaijun is really as Xiaoxiu said, then wouldn't Fengguang be in great danger?
Feng Guang was very decisive, saying, "We'll talk about the future later. You should leave now."
"Alright... Take care." Fei Ziyuan knew that Wuya was coming back, and she couldn't stay any longer. She added, "If you need any help in the future, you can come to me."
Feng Guang nodded, and Fei Ziyuan left with peace of mind.
After Fei Ziyuan left, Feng Guang was in a daze. Hearing this for the first time, she didn't know how to react. When she came to her senses, a familiar figure appeared before her.
Seeing that her gaze had become focused, Wuya, who had returned from outside, chuckled, "What is Fengguang thinking about? She's so engrossed."
“I was thinking… Master has been gone for too long.” Feng Guang casually made up a sentence, then she returned to her normal self, smiled and said, “Master, you’ve worked hard.”
"It's no trouble at all, just so my disciple can have something good to eat." Wuya sat on the stone bench and beckoned. Fengguang hesitated for a moment before slowly walking up to him.
Wuya simply took her hand and helped her sit on his lap. Then, he gestured with his hand to indicate the top of her head. "Hmm... Fengguang seems to have grown a little taller."
This is the first time I've ever seen someone measure their height while sitting down...
"Is that so?" Feng Guang replied perfunctorily.
Wuya stared at her face for a while, and just as Fengguang felt her scalp tingling from his gaze, he asked again, "Did anything happen while I was away?"
“Fei Ziyuan has been here,” Feng Guang answered without hesitation.
He laughed, "What's she doing here?"
"She came to tell you to remember to take me to the grand gathering to select magical artifacts in half a month."
He was somewhat dissatisfied, "The magic treasures here are far superior to those at the conference, but it's customary for new disciples to attend the conference every year... Fine, I'll take Fengguang with me and go for a walk. If you see anything you like, I'll help you snatch it back."
The meaning of "stealing" here is that even if it's a magical artifact that doesn't prioritize scenery, he still has to get it back.
She wasn't moved by the scenery; on the contrary, she felt incredibly insecure.
Has anyone else been here?
Caught off guard by his casual question, Feng Guang instinctively trembled, her gaze darting around. "No..."
"Really not?" Wuya lowered his head slightly and whispered another question in her ear.
Feng Guang got goosebumps all over; when it comes to mental resilience, she was absolutely unqualified.
"No..." She only managed to utter one word before seeing his increasingly charming smile, and finally gave in, abandoning her resistance. "And a female ghost came too..."
He gently stroked the top of her head and asked softly, "What did that female ghost say?"
“She said… when you’re interested in her, you can do anything for her, but when you lose interest in her…” She bit her lip, not saying the rest of her sentence, because it would easily remind her of herself.
Wuya asked in a low voice, "Did Fengguang believe it?"
"I don't want to believe it either... but..."
He understood what she meant. Wuya seemed to sigh and said softly, "To be honest, I still don't know the name of that female ghost."
"You don't even remember her name..."
Seeing her rather disappointed look, he couldn't help but laugh again, "There was never anything between us, and I've never been interested in her."
"What she said..."
"The so-called massacre of an entire city for her is simply because five hundred years ago, in a place called Fengcheng, there was a custom where people would throw fruit at attractive people to express their joy." His expression was not good when he mentioned this. "Fengguang, you don't know how disgusting it is to have just a tiny bit of fruit juice on your clothes."
Fengguang: "..."
She seemed to remember that this man was a germaphobe, which could be seen from the fact that he was always dressed in white and his clothes were spotless.
"I was young then, and I had a bit of a temper. Who knew that while I was sending those troublesome people to their deaths, I would also save a mute girl who was locked up?" He blinked innocently as he said this.
The scenery... no comment.
"Later I learned that Fengcheng was actually a hub for human trafficking. The news that I had done a good deed did not spread. Instead, rumors spread that I had killed an entire city for a woman." Wuya looked down at Fengguang, his smile full of helplessness.
"Then...how did she die?"
"She always believed that I killed for her sake, that I was loyal and devoted to her. I didn't want to talk to her, so she thought I was a heartless man. Later, she wanted to use her own life to prove that I did have feelings for her." Wuya reached out and smoothed Fengguang's hair, which was slightly ruffled by the wind, and said calmly, "I have to say, this is really a joke. If she wants to die, let her die. What does it have to do with me?"
At that time, Xiao Xiu committed suicide in front of Wu Ya. Wu Ya could have stopped her, but he didn't.
If it weren't for Master Yunji constantly saying that Heaven cherishes life, Xiaoxiu wouldn't even have had the chance to become a ghost; she would have been directly destroyed by Wuya.
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