Chapter 176: Stump of Elm Wood
Muyan glances at the screen, then looks back at Feng Haitang, “One can say that he doesn’t have anything at all now, mutilated, do you really not care about that?”
“I don’t care! I don’t care at all!” Feng Haitang could bear it no longer. She jumps off of the couch, then steps barefoot unto the floor. She cries out, “Girl, beg you to tell me where Haotian is, please? I just want to meet him, I want to be by his side. Even if he curses me and blames me, I will never leave him.”
“This is what I, Feng Haitang, has set my mind on in this life!”
There are no regrets within her hoa.r.s.e and trembling voice, as it’s br.i.m.m.i.n.g with decisiveness.
At this moment, a soft and gentle smile finally appears on Muyan’s face.
She looks over to the screen and unhurriedly says: “Yan Haotian, did you hear that?”
With that, Feng Haitang stares blankly, then suddenly turns around to look at the screen.
The screen slightly moves once more, and a tall figure slowly comes out from behind it.
It’s Yan Haotian.
“Haotian–!!” Feng Haitang immediately throws herself into his arms. She tightly holds on to him and makes a heart-wrenching wail, “Haotian, I finally found you! Don’t push me away again, okay? It was really so exhausting to look for you!”
Yan Haotian’s whole body goes rigid. His hands remains in the air, not having the slightest bit of movement for quite a while.
But his red eyes and trembling flesh nevertheless betray his emotions at this moment.
A long while later however, Yan Haotian still staunchly pushes Feng Haitang away.
There is a tenderness in his eyes, wistful, fond, and yearning. But at this moment, he thoroughly and completely represses them.
Yan Haotian takes a step back and looks at Feng Haitang with indifference, shaking his head with a distant expression.
He soundlessly mouths, ‘You should go, I don’t want to see you.’
Feng Haitang seems to have been struck by lightning, teardrops spilling down with no end in sight. Wipe them off and they still keep gushing out.
A flash of pain flickers within his eyes and disappears just as fast. Soon after, Yan Haotian grits his teeth and makes his salutations towards Muyan, turns around, and unhesitatingly leaves.
The drawled words from Muyan nearly makes him trip mid-step.
“Tsk tsk, acting all unfeeling and coldhearted now. When she pa.s.sed out earlier, you were so anxiously crying out, ‘ah ah’, asking me to save her!”
Yan Haotian stiffens where he’s standing. It’s a long time before he could open the door in a panic, and run out like he’s fleeing.
Feng Haitang watches in a daze as he cuts a sorry figure with his exiting back.
In her anguished and despairing eyes, a touch of cheer slowly appears.
Could it be that Haotian is not really heartless towards her, he’s just… just…
“That stump of elm wood* merely thinks of himself as a useless person now, and he’s not good enough for you.” Muyan conveniently says.
blockhead It was out of good intentions that Yan Haotian pushed Feng Haitang away.
But it never crossed his mind that such an act might shove Feng Haitang into the fires of h.e.l.l.
Feng Haitang bites her lower lip, her face happy in one moment then sad in the next.
She suddenly faces Muyan and plops down into a kneel, “Miss Jun, I have something to ask of you.”
“Let’s hear it.”
“I want to recognize you as Lord, and follow by you.”
“Recognize me as Lord?” this turn of events really gives Muyan a surprise.
Feng Haitang heavily nods, there is an unswerving determination in her eyes, “Haotian’s fate, you have saved and taken him away from the Ghost City. You are Haotian’s savior, so you are my savior. You are Haotian’s master, so you are my master. Please grant me this favor and allow me to follow you. Even if I have to work like an ox or a horse, I am willing.”
Saying she wants to follow me, when in fact, she just wants to follow Yan Haotian, that blockhead.
Muyan has a smile that isn’t a smile: “Aren’t you afraid that Yan Haotian might get furious when he knows?”