wildcat?
Upon hearing this, although he had doubts in his heart, Yu Chenming frowned and agreed first.
"Master, when did you ever like these beasts? If you really like them, I can catch some myself for you to choose from. Why do you have to do it yourself?"
Sheng Wu stood up slowly, her cold eyes showing a hint of playfulness as if she was thinking about something.
"A wild and untamable cat becomes more loyal when tamed, and it is fun to rebel."
Is it really so?
These words made Yu Chenming frown slightly. He felt that she didn't really want to raise a wild cat, but he couldn't ask too much.
"As long as Master likes it... I will take good care of these fish." Well, it's just a cat. She rarely likes things.
Sheng Wu paused, turned her head and glanced at Yu Chenming with a lazy and cold voice.
"Um."
After saying this, she moved, and in broad daylight, she seemed to turn into a puff of green smoke, rising towards the sky.
Not even a word of goodbye.
There was no such thing before, and there is no such thing now.
Seeing this, Yu Chenming's heart sank, and his eyes followed her back. The suppressed feeling suddenly tore through the cracks and spread out in an instant. He subconsciously stood up and wanted to catch up.
“Master!”
But just as he moved, he suddenly froze in place, watching Sheng Wu leave quickly without looking back, without even giving him a chance to catch up.
He stood frozen in the West Garden, the joints under his sleeves were clenched so tightly that they turned white and blue, and something that shouldn't exist was surging in his dark eyes.
[Ding! Male protagonist's favorability, 65!]
Master, without the system, if I really had any rebellious thoughts, would you forgive me?
......
late at night.
Outside the Prince's Mansion in the capital of Yaoguang Kingdom.
A black shadow suddenly appeared in the opposite corner of the wall, and a pair of slightly dark eyes glanced at the magnificent Prince's Mansion, and his cold pupils narrowed.
Prince's Mansion......
He possessed all kinds of noble status, and now even she could condescend to stay in his mansion. The person he had been looking for for a long time even knew her whereabouts thanks to him.
This person had heard the rumors about Yaoguang Country and quickly came to the Prince's Mansion to look for Huai Jin, who was looking for Sheng Wu.
But he was a step too late and didn't know that Sheng Wu had already left.
Huai Jin found a secret method that could perfectly hide his aura within three levels without being discovered, so he followed the information and entered the West Garden, which was originally the residence of the Crown Princess.
As soon as he entered, Huai Jin hid behind a rockery and watched. Yu Chenming, who should have returned to his courtyard, was now sitting in the pavilion with something in his hand.
It seems to be carving something.
Huai Jin looked from a distance and could only judge that it was something like a branch.
His cold black eyes narrowed and he looked towards the dark houses in Xiyuan. What was going on? Had Sheng Wu already left?
Otherwise, according to Sheng Wu's temperament, it is unlikely that she would let Yu Chenming stay outside her house so late at night.
What's more, Yu Chenming has become Zhao Wuji's disciple. How could Sheng Wu live here without any grudges and let Yaoguang Kingdom rely on her in such a high-profile manner?
Not everyone can benefit from her ruthless and vindictive character.
So, didn't she deliberately spread the news to lure me here?
Although he was certain that Sheng Wu did it on purpose, he could not sense any trace of Sheng Wu's presence now, especially Yu Chenming's slightly distracted look, which made him feel that Sheng Wu was no longer there.
However, it is not completely without gain.
According to regulations, the West Garden of the Eastern Palace was only for the Crown Princess to live in, but Yu Chenming had given it to Sheng Wu. He had clearly changed his master to Zhao Wuji, yet he still dared to get close to Sheng Wu and planted this garden full of peach blossoms...
Huai Jin's dark and cold eyes flashed, and suddenly brightened slightly, as if he had discovered something extremely interesting.
Since Sheng Wu is not here, there is no need for him to stay.
So he left immediately without making a sound.
After coming out of the East Palace, Huai Jin took off his black cloak and put on the silver mask in the darkness to cover the ugly black seal on the left side of his face.
Then we went to the most lively night market in the capital.
......
"You stinky beggar! If you dare to steal food from our territory, I'll beat you to death!"
"Kill this little beast! He's ugly and dirty, worse than a mouse!"
"Hahaha, if he doesn't resist when you hit him, he must be a fool!"
In the corner of the bustling night market, there is dilapidated darkness.
At the end of an alley, several young men dressed fairly well surrounded a beggar in tattered clothes, who was about ten years old, and were beating and kicking him, saying all kinds of insults and mocking him.
When the people playing nearby saw this, they either looked indifferent, or disdainful, or showed a hint of pity before walking away, as if they were just passers-by.
The black shadow who was originally walking on the street, wanting to see if there was any news about Sheng Wu, suddenly stopped.
"Hmm!" A few muffled groans.
After a while, the insults in the alley died down, leaving only a few dead bodies lying in a pool of blood.
And the beggar was one of them.
"Life is so painful for you rubbish who can't even resist!"
Huai Jin looked at the beggar with his eyes wide open at his feet. The glimmer of hope for salvation that seemed to have just appeared in his pupils was slightly shattered and suddenly stopped at that moment.
He probably didn't expect that the savior he thought came to help him kill those who bullied him would end up pushing himself into hell.
Huai Jin looked at everything with cold eyes, stepped over the beggar's body, turned and left.
Those who don't resist and only wish for others to save them will only live in more depression and pain. So he is still trying to help him get rid of it, isn't that good?
After he left, the beautiful figure that had been hiding slowly emerged, her crimson lips slightly raised in a nonchalant arc.
The greatest humiliation for a villain is to be whitewashed. A villain who has become extremely evil cannot be reformed by the warmth of some fellow disciples.
What's more, the relationship between master and disciple was just a thorn that severely spurred him on.
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