Chapter 28 A Misunderstanding Occurs...
Chapter Twenty-Eight: A Misunderstanding
Ling Hao said somewhat dejectedly, "My master always says that because of me, he's so angry that his white hair is sprouting out. I think he kicked me off the mountain to stop his hair from turning white."
She felt wronged. She simply had some questions and wanted her master to explain them to her. But her master always looked at her with a death wish expression and said that his white hair was sprouting out.
Honestly, Ling Hao thinks it would be a good thing if Feng Qingyang really got so angry at her that his hair turned white. His black hair had already been turning white over the years, and it would definitely thin out in the future; it's a natural process.
So if he really does start to grow white hair, then he's saved his hair! Whether a person has hair or not has a huge impact on their appearance. Feng Qingyang has a head of white hair, which gives him an air of otherworldly elegance; if he didn't, it would easily...
Before descending the mountain, Linghao had said these words, but before she could finish, she was kicked down the mountain. Therefore, she firmly believed that her master was just being petty and couldn't stand the truth. Humph!
"Hahaha..." Lu Xiaofeng couldn't help but laugh after hearing Ling Hao's words. "Miss Ling, you are truly an interesting person. Your master is also very interesting. You two are an interesting master and disciple pair."
Ling Hao silently watched Lu Xiaofeng. She was sad because her master had kicked her off the mountain, yet this man was laughing so happily—it was too much. Undeniably, Lu Xiaofeng was indeed a very suitable friend, but with his slyness, his friends probably just wanted to see him suffer.
Heh, she's just waiting to see Lu Xiaofeng get into trouble. He's Lu Xiaofeng, after all; it's perfectly normal for him to be unlucky.
Lu Xiaofeng suddenly shivered. For some reason, he felt a chill on his back. Strange, he wasn't cold at all.
The two had a lot to talk about, and their meal lasted almost an hour. They also changed how they addressed each other, from "Master Lu" and "Miss Lu" to "Lu Xiaofeng" and "Linghao." They became friends, but not good friends; they were more like frenemy friends.
The energy between people is a strange thing; whether or not you can get along is usually decided at the first meeting.
Lu Xiaofeng has always been a man who loves beautiful women, and he is also very good at charming women, so he is very popular with women, and he has had many casual affairs with them.
Without a doubt, Linghao is a beauty, especially when she is silent; she is like the cool, clear moon in the sky, captivating all who see her.
If it were up to Lu Xiaofeng's personality, he would probably have fallen for such a beauty at first sight and showered her with sweet words. But that wasn't the case. Lu Xiaofeng's first impression of Ling Hao was her carefree and easygoing nature. Their second meeting was pleasant, but it was a purely platonic friendship.
They became friends, nothing more. Oh, except when they were teasing each other.
Ling Hao also felt that becoming friends with Lu Xiaofeng was a very pleasant thing. He was very good at talking and also knew how to take care of other people's feelings. He was a very good friend. Of course, this didn't apply when he was being sarcastic or mean.
Lu Xiaofeng and Ling Hao exchanged a glance and smiled.
They simply felt that having such a mischievous friend was a good thing; after all, people need to connect with others in this world, otherwise they would be too lonely. However, others saw it differently.
"You mean, the man and woman who just checked into the inn have hit it off?" A woman hidden in the shadows tossed a piece of silver to the waiter.
"Yes, yes." The waiter caught the silver coin, his face beaming with joy. "They saw each other when they checked into the inn. They didn't exchange more than a few words before sitting down to eat and chat together. They seemed to be having a great time, and they even smiled at each other every now and then. You can trust me, young lady, they definitely like each other, really."
Finally, he had money again! Great! He could go to the gambling den again. He had originally planned to sell his daughter, but now that he had the money, he might as well do it again. The waiter was overjoyed.
"Is that so?" the woman said lightly. Her voice was very soft, yet it inexplicably sent chills down one's spine.
"Of course, I... um..." The shop assistant's silver coins fell to the ground. He clutched his neck, staring at the woman in disbelief. Soon, he collapsed to the ground, lifeless. He didn't know how he died; he only knew that he seemed to see a flash of cold light. He didn't even feel any pain before he lost his breath.
The silver coin rolled on the ground and came to rest not far from the waiter; if he could get up, he could reach it with a simple stretch of his hand. However, he could no longer get up and could no longer obtain the silver coin he had so desperately wanted.
"No, how can you take Lu Xiaofeng from me? Absolutely not!" A woman emerged from the shadows, her face beautiful, but her eyes burned with a fierce jealousy.
She had finally managed to sneak out of her house to find Lu Xiaofeng, but how could he have fallen for someone else? That wouldn't do, absolutely not. Lu Xiaofeng was hers.
"Achoo—!" Ling Hao, who was just about to fall asleep, suddenly sneezed. Strange, who's been talking about her behind her back again? Hmph, just don't let her catch me.
After tidying up, she went to bed and fell asleep quickly, accompanied by the sound of katydids coming from outside the window.
In the stillness of the night, a dark figure slipped into the inn and arrived at Ling Hao's room. The figure held a dagger, its blade gleaming coldly in the moonlight streaming through the roof. The figure took out an incense stick, placed it under the door, and gently blew on it, letting the fragrance drift inside.
This is the best sleeping incense in the martial arts world right now. One stick of incense can put ten oxen to sleep, let alone just one person. No matter how high the opponent's martial arts skills are, they will be affected.
After the incense had burned for a while, the shadowy figure extinguished it and put it away. Then, using a dagger, he slowly pried open the door latch. The door opened, and the shadowy figure quietly walked inside, went around the screen, and came to the bedside. There, he saw Ling Hao, who was fast asleep.
Without hesitation, the shadowy figure raised the dagger in its hand and stabbed it into her heart with all its might.
A note from the author:
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Goodnight, muah! [kiss]
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