The Blessed (Book 5)

569-578

569. Xue Wuyang (1)
Translator: Guy Gone Bad

Any man, however pretty he was, more or less, he still had a man's characteristics. But this man was different. It was not to say he is a total woman. Technically speaking, he had no shadow of any woman. He gave one the feeling that he was at the grey zone, hard to define his gender.

"Let's go."

Withdrawing his eyes, Ling Jingxuan decisively turned back, totally having no intention of picking up a talk with him. Today, he was here to choose some underlings, but to appreciate a beauty. Someone was born to be the king of himself, who would never subject to someone ese, like himself. Or like that guy, since it was not someone he wanted, of course, he had no mood to talk to him.

"Aye..."

Leaning against the door of the cell, the interest in those glistening eyes grew denser. This little guy was funnier than he had thought.

When passing over, Yan Shengrui gave him a thoughtful look. Not knowing why, he always felt that he had ever heard about such a figure before, but couldn't remember for an instant. It was not that Ling Jingxuan didn't notice his strangeness, but just didn't ask. Some things were obvious. Where you asked or not, the answer was there.

After the first two fights, it got much smoother. Those felons basically knew each other's ability. Since even Li Ruhong and Qin Muyan were not his rival, let alone them. But those who were called by Ling Jingxuan basically accepted his invitation. There were one or two who weren't convinced, but after getting beaten by Ling Jingxuan, they also subjected to him. And that evil-looking guy had followed them all the way.

"So, this is the end?"

At the end of the prison, Ling Jingxuan couldn't help turning to look at Yan Shengrui.

The imperial prison was just so so. Just a common prison. If it were not those specially-forged chains, it totally couldn't lock those savages inside.

"What do you expect it to be like? Most of the felons have already been beheaded after the autumn harvest. And I guess eighteen should be enough, right?"

Amused, flicking his forehead gently, Yan Shengrui said affectionately. Those who were still left here, most were totally forgotten, some got life imprisonment, and some were useful, but got thrown here since they were hard to tame, and some even had some background but only got locked in here for some untold reason.

"Well, sort of."

With his eyes sweeping over at those beast-like men over him, Ling Jingxuan nodded. When he saw the evil-looking man who was tailing in the backmost, his brows slightly wrinkled, "Are you planning to keep following us?"

His voice was not high, but he believed given that man's martial arts, he should be able to hear him.

"Yeah, kind of."

Nodding faintly, with a faint smile, the man walked over towards him slowly, and those prisoners in the middle all made way.

Apparently he was also wearing those prison garments, he gave one some kind of condescending feeling. And when he was about to reach by the side of them, Yan Shengrui blocked before Ling Jingxun. He felt this man should be dangerous.

"If I want, he is already a corpse now."

Sweeping lightly at him, the man quietly illustrated a fact. Until now, no one who had been eyed by him could escape.

"Try me."

Yan Shengrui, half a head taller than him, looked down at him mockingly. Perhaps this man gave others the feeling that he is dangerous, but not enough to make him scared.