Chapter 3 - Empathy (Part Three)

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Counting the years, this was probably after Jin Guangyao became the Chief Cultivator. In such a difficult situation, Xue Yang had probably just escaped Jin Guangyao's "elimination". Since he couldn't kill him, Jin Guangyao naturally didn't want to let anything out. Or, maybe because he believed that he wouldn't be able to live, he told the public that Xue Yang had already been eliminated.

However, villains always tended to outlast heroes. On the brink of dying, he was saved by his old rival XingChen. It was unfortunate that Xiao XingChen wasn't cautious to the point of feeling and examining his face. By accident, he had saved his enemy—the one who made his life this way. Although A-Qing could see, since she wasn't a cultivator, she didn't know of Xue Yang, much less the immense hatred between the two of them. She didn't even know what Xiao XingChen's name was...

Wei Wuxian sighed again. Xiao XingChen couldn't be any more unlucky. It was as though all of the ominous energy in this world had tainted him. Suddenly, Xue Yang frowned. Xiao XingChen was in the middle of inspecting and bandaging his wounds.

Sensing that Xue Yang was about to wake up, he spoke, "Don't move."

Someone like Xue Yang who had done countless bad deeds in their life would naturally be more alert than ordinary people. Hearing this voice, his eyes sprang open and he sat up at once. Tumbling to the corner of the room, he glared at Xiao XingChen with a fierce expression and a careful posture. His eyes resembled those of a beast who had been trapped, not at all concealing the malice and cruelty within them. Watching the scene, A-Qing's scalp tingled. The sensation also passed onto Wei Wuxian's head, who shouted silently, Talk! Xiao XingChen definitely wouldn't have forgotten Xue Yang's voice.

Xue Yang, "What..."

As soon as he spoke, Wei Wuxian knew that there was no hope. Even after he spoke, Xiao XingChen wouldn't be able to discover who he was. Xue Yang's throat was injured as well. After coughing up a large quantity of blood, his voice was so hoarse that nobody could tell they were the same person!

Sitting on the edge of the bed, Xiao XingChen assured, "I told you not to move. You're wounds are going to open. Don't worry. Since I saved you, of course I won't hurt you."

Xue Yang was quick at adjusting to sudden changes of situation. He immediately inferred that Xiao XingChen most likely didn't recognize him.

With a roll of his eyes, he coughed, "Who are you?"

A-Qing interrupted, "If you have eyes can't you see for yourself? He's a roaming cultivator. He went to such lengths to carry you back and saved you and even gave you magical elixirs, yet you're so mean!"

Xue Yang turned to her at once. He spoke in a cold voice, "You're blind?"

Wei Wuxian was alarmed. The little delinquent was both crafty and vigilant. Even though A-Qing had a pair of white eyes, he didn't let down his guard. Not passing any points of suspicion, he immediately caught A-Qing's slip of the tongue. Xue Yang had only spoken four words. With only these four words, it was impossible to determine if he was mean or not, unless A-Qing had seen his expression.

The good thing was that A-Qing grew up lying. She replied on the spot, "Do you discriminate against blind people? Well a blind person saved you. Or else, nobody would care even if you rotted on the side of the road! The first words you said weren't even to thank Daozhang. How rude! And you called me blind in such a tone. Hmph... What's wrong with being blind..."

She successfully switched the topic and the point of the conversation. As A-Qing muttered nonstop in an unyielding yet dejected manner, Xiao XingChen immediately went over to comfort her. In the corner, Xue Yang rolled his eyes.

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