Chapter 817: His world has collapsed
That’s right!
Xu Donglin had selfish motives at heart! He was the one who insisted on writing the letter that told His Highness Duke of Qin everything. This was the greatest obligation of a subordinate to his master. But Boss Chu had taken care of him since his youth, so he couldn’t steel his heart to see the man die at the foot of His Highness Duke of Qin’s rage. Boss Chu carried the burdens of his ancestors’ hatred on his shoulders, so his mistakes could be excused to some extent.
If His Highness Duke of Qin had found out that esteemed wangfei was not only kidnapped, but assaulted, then Boss Chu might had died an extremely nasty death. Thus, Xu Donglin only waited until Chu Xifeng was brought away before falteringly presenting the torn robe in his hands.
“Your Highness, this is…”
Before he could finish, Long Feiye had already grabbed the robes. Han Yunxi didn’t have many articles of clothings, but there were a few she frequently wore. He could recognize this one on sight, especially since it was in his favorite shade of purple. But once he saw the outer robes torn into pieces, he couldn’t began to imagine what had happened. Had it been torn after she took it off? Or was it done while she was still wearing it?
It was impossible to tell how much its owner had suffered.
Long Feiye’s exhausted face instantly paled to ashen white. His hands shook, even his lips shook. “What...what’s the meaning of this?”
Xu Donglin stood frozen, unable to say a word.
He had followed His Highness Duke of Qin for ages, but he had never seen him like this. He thought the man would rage to the skies, or stomp him like he stomped Boss Chu, or even punish all of the shadow guards. But he never thought His Highness Duke of Qin would be...afraid!
Even if all of Cloud Realm fell into chaos or the sky broke apart, the earth split, and something monumental happened, His Highness Duke of Qin would never show fear! Yet now, his entire body was shaking. Even his breathing had turned labored as he heaved for air.
“Just what happened?!” Long Feiye roared.
Xu Donglin jumped to his feet in fright. “Your Highness...Your Highness… ...esteemed wangfei, she...she…” He was too scared to string his words straight.
“Just what happened? Speak!” Long Feiye’s rage resounded throughout the entire courtyard. If not for the fact that the place had been labeled off-limits, he would have attracted a crowd by now. For the sake of East Qin’s factions and her safety, he could suppress his rage and force himself to be coolheaded while dealing with Chu Xifeng. Handling things well would not only mislead the public and make the Tang Clan and Baili military question what they heard, but also halt their efforts to move against Han Yunxi. Moreover, it’d cast suspicion on the person who spread the rumors and make the public doubt their veracity while letting Han Yunxi know that he wasn’t as Chu Xifeng described, someone who long knew her identity. Although it was a small lie, it’d at least stop her from hating and misunderstanding him for the present.
In addition to this, he understood Chu Xifeng’s hatred towards West Qin well enough. Because of that, he’d destroyed his martial arts and sent him back to Celestial Mountain instead of killing him. This not only served as a warning to the rest of the East Qin adherents, but also prevented him from getting a bad reputation amongst his subordinates as someone who was merciless. This was already the sum of his greatest efforts to preserve his own sanity.
And yet, this single purple muslin robe had shattered the last traces of his rationality.
Yes, if he had seen this robe any earlier, Chu Xifeng would have died beneath his rage!
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