Chapter 32 His Promise What kind of good person do you take me for? ...
Hua Deng took a short nap and when she woke up, she found Chen Zhou sitting on the stool next to her.
He was holding a bowl of dark medicine in his hands. The smell made Hua Deng's vision go black, and he immediately tried to pretend to be asleep to get away with it.
Shen Zhou grabbed her by the collar and lifted her up.
"Let go, let go... I'm a patient!" Hua Deng struggled with all her might.
Shen Zhou released his hand and handed the medicine bowl forward: "Drink your medicine, patient."
Hua Deng twitched his nose and made a vomiting face: "How did you brew this medicine? I'm afraid you poisoned it?"
Shen Zhou: "Don't want to drink?"
Hua Deng shook her head firmly: "I don't want to."
Shen Zhou: "Okay, then take the medicine that Su Yiqing refined."
...Ruthless, absolutely ruthless!
Hua Deng was speechless after being cornered by his move, and accepted the medicine bowl with a bitter face.
She mentally prepared herself and took a small sip. Instantly, the spicy flavor exploded in her mouth, rushing straight to her brain.
The streetlights are about to start yelling.
"Is this medicine?" she asked incredulously. "You put a bomb in it?"
She wanted to throw the medicine away, but Shen Zhou pressed down on her shoulder, not allowing her to back away: "You'll learn your lesson if you suffer a little. Stay away from those ill-intentioned people in the future."
Hua Deng was already feeling unwell after taking the medicine, and upon hearing this, she instantly became furious: "Is this my fault? It's because you ran away that others had the opportunity to take advantage of you."
"I won't drink it! You should drink this medicine! To teach you a lesson, so that you won't suddenly leave me again—" She paused, pouting, and finished her sentence with a wronged tone, "...never leave me suddenly again."
Finally, having vented her anger, she felt relieved. Too embarrassed to look at Chen Zhou, she sighed, picked up the medicine bowl, and prepared to deal with this annoying thing in one go.
Suddenly, a hand reached out and snatched the medicine bowl away. Thin lips pressed against the rim of the bowl, and the bitter medicine was drunk in one gulp.
"Hey, no..." Hua Deng's eyes widened, "Why did you drink my medicine? I still need to get treatment."
"It's not medicine to cure the illness." Shen Zhou put down the medicine bowl and said casually, "You've already taken the medicine to cure the illness."
"?" Hua Deng was stunned. "Then what is this?"
"I had Su Yiqing brew the most bitter medicine so you'll remember this lesson."
"..."
Hua Deng: "You'd better sleep with one eye open at night!!"
Shen Zhou: "I'm not sleeping."
Ugh, I'm so angry!
Hua Deng grabbed a pillow and threw it at him. Shen Zhou glanced at it but didn't dodge, since it wouldn't hurt anyway.
He sat there steadily and was hit several times, when suddenly something else fell in front of him. This time it wasn't big, and he caught it with his hand.
It was a purse, and when opened, it contained all sorts of candies.
"You brewed your own medicine, so drink it yourself," Hua Deng said impatiently. "Remember to eat some candy after you finish it; I hate the taste of medicine."
Shen Zhou took out one, unwrapped it, and found it to be a style he had never seen before.
Hua Deng glanced at it: "Zi Dou Tang, what words are written on it?"
The items were bought by Yueya and Yueman, and to match her preferences, they should all contain words like "wealth and prosperity".
Shen Zhou said, "The character '囍' (double happiness)."
Hua Deng: "...You eat it."
Chen Zhou held the candy wrapper in his hand, his eyelashes slightly lowered.
This whole thing was definitely his fault.
He didn't know how to apologize, and he had never apologized to anyone.
Judging from the descriptions in the storybooks, he should be...
He raised his hand and fed the candy to Hua Deng, saying calmly, "There won't be a next time."
When the candy was handed to her, Hua Deng instinctively opened her mouth. She chewed the candy and mumbled, "Actually, I was just joking. I don't really blame you."
Shen Zhou hummed in agreement and then said, "No one will be able to hurt you anymore."
Hua Deng smiled and said, "I know, and I will take good care of myself."
Shen Zhou took out another piece of candy and fed it to her.
He couldn't describe the feeling he had when he rushed back to the secret realm and saw Hua Deng lying weakly on the ground.
All he knew was that if it weren't for the glance Hua Deng gave him after waking up, he probably would have killed everyone in the secret realm in an instant.
Those who threaten her, those who hinder her, all must disappear.
There are many ways to kill Yu Heng.
That sword strike was merely a punishment for himself.
"I'll eat it myself," Hua Deng said softly as she took the candy, her ears inexplicably burning.
She took out a new packet of candy from her storage ring, ate a few pieces under Shen Zhou's gaze, then suddenly stopped chewing, lowered her head and said, "I'm sorry, I saw what happened that day."
“I know,” Shen Zhou said. “I will leave after I leave the secret realm.”
The streetlights looked up in a daze.
Shen Zhou handed her a bottle of pills: "This is a year's supply of Tianyuan Pills. After a year, you will no longer be troubled by my true energy."
“But…” Hua Deng opened his mouth.
"I can also erase your memory, so you can pretend you never met me," Shen Zhou said casually.
"But you promised me you wouldn't abandon me!" Hua Deng immediately threw off the covers, got out of bed, and stood in front of him. "Why did you lie to me?"
"I'm not lying to you."
"You're lying to me!" Hua Deng's voice trembled. "Now you want to abandon me!"
Shen Zhou's lips tightened as he looked at her: "This is not the same thing."
"Why not? You..."
Hua Deng took a deep breath, sat back on the bed, slowly shrank to the inner side, and wrapped the blanket around herself.
"I don't want to talk to you," she said in a muffled voice.
Shen Zhou asked her, "Why? Do you think this is wrong?"
"Of course it's bad, very bad!" Hua Deng suddenly turned around, her round eyes drooping as if she were extremely sad. "It's your fault, you're bad in every way! You even said the sword tassel I gave you looked like a donkey, but it's clearly a rabbit!"
Shen Zhou: "...Isn't this all in the past?"
Hua Deng raised her chin: "Why should I go over there? Did you apologize to my breasts?"
It turns out Mimi is this rabbit.
Shen Zhou smiled faintly, and as Hua Deng's anger intensified, he disappeared from the spot.
Hua Deng: "???"
She threw off the covers in disbelief and ran to the ground without shoes, but there was really no trace of Chen Zhou around.
"How could it really have run away..." she slumped into a chair, muttering to herself.
However, just as she finished saying that, Shen Zhou returned, and not only that, he brought with him a guy who was half a person's height.
A strong and powerful donkey.
The donkey, pulled by the ear by Chen Zhou, brayed obsequiously at Hua Deng twice, while Chen Zhou hung the sword tassel that Hua Deng had given it on its ear. The rabbit and the donkey complemented each other beautifully.
Take a closer look at the streetlights.
Hey, it really does look a bit like his dad.
Hua Deng closed her eyes, speechless, but she felt a slight pain in her heart, probably from anger.
"Are you done?" Shen Zhou clearly thought that her clutching her chest meant she had calmed down.
"Alright." Hua Deng gritted her teeth and glared at Chen Zhou.
Shen Zhou returned the donkey.
When he returned, Hua Deng stood there watching him for a while, and then said to him, "You absolutely cannot break your promise to me, or I will never forgive you in this lifetime."
He said, "Yes, I know."
"Then, pinky promise?" She raised her right pinky finger, pursing her lips expectantly.
Shen Zhou stepped aside: "Childish."
"?" Hua Deng gave him a blow.
He extended his pinky finger with a hint of disdain and gave it a perfunctory tug.
Just as she was about to pull it away, Hua Deng grabbed her wrist: "No, no, there's still a stamp to be done."
The two men pressed their thumbs together, thumbs touching.
Hua Deng was finally satisfied and clapped his hands, laughing, "Good, that's it. If you dare to lie to me, you will be punished by heaven."
Shen Zhou raised an eyebrow: "Divine retribution?" He snorted dismissively.
This tone probably conveys the message: What is the sky anyway?
Hua Deng pretended not to hear his boasting and sat down to describe what had happened.
Shen Zhou was more concerned about how she was poisoned by the Immortal Slaughtering Powder, and he barely reacted to the matter of the Myriad Swords Sect.
Hua Deng couldn't help but ask the question that had been on her mind: "You really don't remember Yu Wan?"
“I don’t remember,” Shen Zhou said. “Those who die by my sword don’t need names.”
Seeing that Hua Deng seemed lost in thought, he frowned and asked, "What kind of good person do you take me for?"
Hua Deng immediately shook his head: "No, I've always thought of you as an idiot."
"..." Shen Zhou stared at her: "Don't you have anything else to ask?"
"It's gone."
Shen Zhou waited for a while, but she had already started chatting with Su Yiqing on the communication disc, chatting happily, and even spilled the tea in her hand.
For Shen Zhou, perceiving the emotions of others was an unavoidable thing.
Those people's negative emotions always reach their peak when they come into contact with him, especially fear.
But she didn't.
There was no disgust, no rejection, no fear; all her emotions were so light, as light as the clouds in the sky, drifting away from his palm.
Suddenly, he said, "You seem to care about nothing."
Hua Deng turned his head and put down the communication disc in his hand: "Why should I care about so many things?"
"As long as I and the people around me are alive and well, isn't that enough?" She blinked and smiled nonchalantly. "I told you before, I'm really selfish."
Moreover, she had long ago made up her mind to trust her own feelings, rather than the words of others.
“I can help you forget that memory,” Shen Zhou said.
"No need. It wasn't a complete memory to begin with, and it's good to be able to see you anyway."
Hua Deng hesitated for a moment: "...Do you want me to forget?"
Chen Zhou remained silent, but Hua Deng seemed to understand.
"You think... I'll trust others and then distance myself from you because of some so-called moral obligation?"
Shen Zhou did indeed think so.
After all, for righteous cultivators, morality is above all else.
His father once hunted down a demonic cultivator who had harmed countless people. When the demonic cultivator had nowhere to run, he kidnapped the five-year-old boy and took him to the city wall.
The demonic cultivator said that he would spare his child if the father laid down his sword.
He was so frightened that he begged his father to spare the demonic cultivator.
Then he saw his beloved father raise his sword and, without hesitation, unleash his strongest move.
That was the first time Shen Zhou discovered that he had such talent in swordsmanship. He could clearly see his father's sword movements, the traces of the sword energy sweeping across, and how close he was to death.
He was going to die. But the demonic cultivator glanced at him and threw him aside.
He fell to the foot of the city wall and was caught by his mother. His mother said to him with a heavy expression, "A-Zhou, your father acted for the sake of the people in the city. How could you submit to a demonic cultivator?"
So he knew he was wrong, and he cried and said sorry.
After that day, his father remained his role model. He practiced swordsmanship every day, hoping to become a righteous cultivator like his father.
Even now, he still doesn't think that man did anything wrong. He was just too weak back then, and now he doesn't care about those things anymore.
He will not face the same predicament again, nor will he need anyone to save him.
"If you want to erase this memory because you're worried I'll mind," Hua Deng's voice pulled him out of his reverie. "Then I think there's absolutely no need for that."
She said seriously, "In my memory, you killed to protect yourself. Although I don't know the cause and effect, I would have made the same choice if I were in that situation."
"Is that so?" Shen Zhou said calmly.
“Yes,” Hua Deng said casually, resting her chin on her hand. “If someone points a sword at me, I’ll kill him. Isn’t that what people should do?”
She turned her gaze to him and smiled slightly: "Perhaps you are right, Shen Zhou."
After he finished speaking, Shen Zhou looked back at him, his eyelids drooping calmly, his tone flat: "I have never felt that I have done anything wrong."
Hua Deng: "..."
She knew it; this bastard didn't need any comforting at all!
Seeing that Shen Zhou was getting up to leave, she suddenly remembered what had happened during the day and quickly pulled him to the bedside: "How is your injury? Let me see."
“It’s healed.” Shen Zhou was pressed down to sit, but he stopped her from moving.
"Let me see it first." Hua Deng reached out and pulled at his collar.
Shen Zhou gave her a warning look, then waved her hand away and got up.
Hua Deng got anxious and pushed him hard, but she didn't expect to push him too hard and knock him down onto the bed.
His head slammed heavily into his chest, and Shen Zhou let out a muffled groan.
Hua Deng: "..."!
After a long while, she remained stiff and motionless, her burning cheeks pressed against his chest, and she weakly asked, "You... are you that easy to push over?"
"..."
"Hua, Deng".
"—Do you want to die?"
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