Nightfall

Mo Shanshan Has No Mountains in Her Eyes

“Say what?”

Without turning around, the young girl in black hair spoke in a much steadier way. Thus, she looked extremely peaceful in emotion. In other words, no sentiment could be felt from her.

Zhuo Zhihua and Cat Girl had a glance at each other and both felt helpless. Zhuo Zhihua paced a few steps forward and said in a low voice, “I think the Divine Hall won’t be so partial to Yuelun Kingdom if they know Hill Master is here.”

The girl picked up her brush again and silently wrote on the desk. Then she said, “Now that we are summoned by the edict of the Divine Hall to help Yan Kingdom, it’s a natural thing to accept an assignment. How could it be called a kind of partial one?”

Zhuo Zhihua worriedly said, “That palace is deep in the Wilderness. If we meet some Horse Gangs or guerrillas or some people with malicious intentions when we escort the provisions and fodder, what should we do?”

Raising her brush and dipping some ink, the young girl in black hair gently said, “So what?”

Accompanying her in the Ink Lake many years, Zhuo Zhihua knew that was her temperament. She was just addicted to books and calligraphy and cared little about most of worldly things, but not cold and unfeeling. However, the students of Black Ink Garden were facing an extremely dangerous situation right now. As the only person who could redeem the situation, she wasn’t allowed to keep insusceptible like this.

Zhuo Zhihua, slightly grabbing fists and severely looking at her long black hair, said, “If Hill Master doesn’t speak for us, we may die in the Wilderness. Maybe you could survive, but absolutely I will die and so will Cat Girl. If that, those shameless and insidious people would feel happy and joyful about our death. Yuelun Kingdom, which always wants to bully and oppress the people of our Great River Kingdom, may even celebrate it across the country.”

The young girl in black hair beside the desk put the brush with full ink back to the inkstone. After a short silence, she placed her hands into her sleeves and peacefully said, “Why would we be dead?”

Listening to her words which was as usual, Zhuo Zhihua became more anxious and said with a helpless smile, “Because we are unable to rival our enemies.”

The young girl in black hair calmly said, “If all students of Black Ink Garden improve their states and then become cultivators in Seethrough State, or we have another Grand Cultivator in Knowing Destiny State like our master, who dare be so rude to us, even if we are deep in the Wilderness? Who dare frame us with such absurd tricks?”

Zhuo Zhihua was shocked and didn’t know why she said these words at this time.

“The students of Black Ink Garden are not powerful, so we are always bullied by other people and will be afraid of death when facing such kind of situation. If we are strong enough, we won’t feel fear and be bullied by others.”

The sound of the young girl in black hair was straight and smooth like a thin ice on the lake surface, without any fluctuations.

“If one wants to become powerful, it’s necessary to have the guts to face difficult experiences. Why everyone in the world daren’t look down on the Academy of Chang’an? Because even for their common students, they have to take part in the practice in the battlefield and accept the life-or-death test in the most dangerous place.”

“When facing trouble, don’t always count on me to speak for you. In the eyes of worldly people and you guys, maybe I have some reputation. However, you don’t know that in this world, reputation is the most powerless thing. Strength, just like the brush and ink, is only relative to itself forever.”