Chapter 352: Not Abandoning

Wang Yang didn't look at Baoyue, continuing to wield his brush while saying calmly:

"I haven't finished writing yet."

Baoyue only felt that every stroke of Wang Yang's was heavier than the last, smashing into her heart like an iron block. Her voice trembled:

"It's absolutely impossible, stop writing, I can't possibly agree..."

Wang Yang acted as if he hadn't heard, still writing calmly, neither fast nor slow.

Chen Qingshan, Xin Yi, and the others didn't understand and looked at the strange pair before them.

Baoyue suddenly exploded:

"Stop writing!!!!!!"

Everyone was startled, and Wang Yang's brush tip also shook, the ink spreading on the paper. He looked up at Baoyue and saw that the blood had drained from her face, her palms were clenched tightly, and her body was trembling violently. At this moment, her eyes were red, staring at him fixedly, so he couldn't help but soften his heart and soothe her:

"Don't be anxious, I'll tell you when I finish writing."

Then he said to Xin Yi: "Help your young master sit down."

Xin Yi had never seen the young master like this and was a little scared. Called by Wang Yang, she finally came back to her senses and stepped forward cautiously to support Baoyue's arm.

Baoyue pushed Xin Yi's hand away, pointed at the paper Wang Yang was writing on, her voice trembling as if on the verge of collapse:

"Tear it up!"

Xin Yi stood frozen in place, at a loss.

Baoyue shouted sharply:

"Tear that paper to shreds! Burn it to ashes! Do whatever you want with it! Destroy it! Go now! Immediately!"

Seeing Lian San continued to be a background board, while Xin Yi stepped forward blankly to obey the order.

Chen Qingshan turned around and blocked Wang Yang.

Baoyue was furious, roaring with tears:

"Do you know! He wants to go back to Jingzhou City!!!"

Chen Qingshan's mind was shaken, and she turned to look at Wang Yang.

Seeing Lian San was also very surprised, with clear emotions on his face, and for a time could no longer be a perfect background board.

Xin Yi was incredulous, her little mouth open, looking very dull. But she felt that even someone as dull as Seeing Lian San should know that Jingzhou City couldn't be gone to now, how could Wang Yang go back? Did the young master make a mistake?

Wang Yang met everyone's gaze, his brush slowing down. He thought for a moment and said frankly:

"I am going back to Jingzhou City—"

Baoyue had guessed it before, but it was just a speculation, and she still held a glimmer of hope in her heart, feeling that maybe she had thought wrong, maybe Wang Yang had some unexpected arrangements. But now hearing Wang Yang admit it himself, this last glimmer of hope was completely shattered!

"So you really want to go..."

Baoyue's voice was as light as paper broken by the wind. Her eyes were unfocused for a moment, and then she was replaced by a near-crazy determination!

"Someone!"

Baoyue shouted suddenly, her tone distorted by extreme panic:

"Take him down! Tie him up!"

This sudden order was unexpected by everyone!

Xin Yi's brain was completely unable to turn, while Seeing Lian San tried hard to lower his presence.

Baoyue was furious from fear, and her heart was attacked by anger. She pointed at Wang Yang, her whole body shaking, and roared:

"Xin Yi! Seeing Lian San! Are you deaf?! I told you to do it now!!"

Tie Wang Yang up and send him directly back to Jiankang!

Xin Yi's mind was blank, and she didn't understand what had happened at all. Hearing the young master tell her to do it, she stepped forward almost instinctively. Seeing Lian San also moved his steps with a scalp-numbing feeling.

Chen Qingshan's eyes sharpened, her hand pressed on the sword hilt, and she gave a clear shout:

"Who dares to move!"

Baoyue exploded, her apricot eyes, red as if burned, glaring at Chen Qingshan, tears streaming down:

"You stupid woman! Do you want him to die?! Do you want to watch him die with your own eyes?!!"

Chen Qingshan's body stiffened, her eyes seemed to loosen, but soon became firm again.

"Divine Envoy?"

"Divine Envoy!"

Suddenly, seven or eight Holy Guards rushed into the tent!

Seeing Lian San and Xin Yi immediately protected Baoyue.

Baoyue acted as if she didn't see them, just staring at Wang Yang fixedly.

The Holy Guards were originally guarding outside the tent. According to the convention, they didn't stand close, just forming a large circle to prevent outsiders from breaking in. But Baoyue's voice was really too loud, and the team facing the tent entrance hesitated for a moment, but decided to rush in to check the situation. They would rather be punished by the Divine Envoy than let the Divine Envoy have even a trace of danger!

Regarding his life, Wang Yang ignored the noise outside, concentrated his spirit, finished the last word, then put down his brush, looked at the Holy Guards who were at daggers drawn, and waved his hand.

The Holy Guards bowed and retreated.

Seeing Lian San and Xin Yi also breathed a sigh of relief.

Wang Yang stood up and patted Chen Qingshan's shoulder. Chen Qingshan's body trembled slightly, as if it were a bowstring brushed by the spring breeze, gradually relaxing. The cold and compelling momentum just now also quietly dissipated, and she quietly retreated to Wang Yang's side.

Wang Yang walked toward Baoyue step by step.

Baoyue didn't retreat or give way, just glaring at Wang Yang stubbornly, her face stained with tears, like rain marks that hadn't dissipated. She bit her lip, her eyes filled with fierce determination, like a beast forced to the edge of a cliff, her whole body tense, even if she had to fight for her life in the next breath, she wouldn't hesitate!

Baoyue was stunningly beautiful, and Wang Yang just found her pleasing to the eye.

Baoyue was wealthy and imposing, and Wang Yang smiled and set up the big boss for a "reward."

Baoyue was smart and flexible, and Wang Yang taught her combos and back-up precautions.

But in this instant, when Baoyue was crying in a mess, her eyes were fierce, her behavior was stupid, and she looked a bit ugly—

A place in Wang Yang's heart was touched.

Yes, it was touched by Baoyue, who was so messy, so fierce, so stupid, and so ugly.

A thought arose in Wang Yang's heart, wanting to help Baoyue wipe the tears from her face, but his fingers just moved, and he held back, not even lifting his arm.

He looked at Baoyue and said seriously:

"I promise, I won't die—"

"Wake up! Stop dreaming! That's the Prince of Badong's words to lure you into the trap! He is still looking for you on the battlefield. Do you think he appreciates your talent and wants to recruit you into his command to plan for the great cause? No! It's not! He wants revenge! Although I don't know what grudges you have, I can feel that he hates you, so he arrested those related to you and locked your residence, but he didn't touch any of them. He wants to lure you back, he wants revenge! Maybe it's because you escaped the interception and angered him, or maybe it's because of Wang Yi. In short, he has set a trap and is waiting for you to throw yourself into the net! When he sees you, he will definitely kill you! Definitely! Even if he doesn't kill you for a while, he will torture you, humiliate you, and use torture on you—"

Baoyue's words shot out like a string of arrows, and she couldn't be stopped at all, her eyes full of panic and anger.

Wang Yang didn't quite agree with Baoyue's words. Baoyue didn't understand his personal relationship with the Prince of Badong. No matter from which angle you look at it, the two were closer to friends than enemies. The Prince of Badong had no reason to hate him. Whether it was arresting Liu Zhao, Zong Ce, or Le Pang and Yu Yuling, there was a reason for it. Wang Yang didn't think this was aimed at him. Only the locking of the residence was a bit strange, but it was more likely that he was caught in the crossfire of Wang Yi.

Of course, even so, Wang Yang wouldn't be so naive as to use his friendship with the Prince of Badong as a life-saving talisman.

Wang Yang's voice was calm and steady, giving people a very reliable feeling:

"Don't worry, since I want to go back to Jingzhou City, I naturally have the confidence and means to go back. I, Wang Yang, don't do things that throw my life away for nothing—"

But Baoyue didn't seem to be comforted at all, anxious and angry:

"'Good swimmers drown, good riders fall. Each is harmed by what they love'! Don't be too confident! In front of swords and soldiers, all confidence and means are useless! Don't think about using momentum again! The Prince of Badong is not Liu Yin, and the current Jingzhou City is not the original Jingzhou City! This person Xiao Zixiang is as crazy as thunder, and his actions are hard to predict. Since he has already rebelled, he has let go of everything! Now everyone's life in the city is in his hands. Why are you special? Who do you think you are—"

"I am Wang Yang! I said it, I never make stupid choices, have you forgotten?"

Wang Yang blinked at Baoyue.

Baoyue was completely angered by Wang Yang's relaxed attitude and took a step forward suddenly:

"This is a stupid choice!!! You still—"

Wang Yang restrained his relaxed expression and said solemnly:

"If I go, not only will I not die, but I will be able to save my own life."

Baoyue was stunned when she heard this, and some things flashed through her heart. At the same time, she connected it to the first thing Wang Yang asked her to help with, and realized:

"You mean—"

"That's right. It's this."

Wang Yang revealed an appreciative expression. It must be said that Baoyue is really smart and understands everything.

Baoyue thought for a moment, then shook her head fiercely:

"There is no such thing as throwing your life away to save your future life. You come with me to Jiankang, I guarantee you—"

Wang Yang interrupted Baoyue, his tone mixed with a bit of helpless laughter:

"There are always times in life when you are sailing against the current, and if you don't advance, you retreat. I started in Jingzhou, and everything I have built, established, achieved, and gained is in Jingzhou. If I give up everything now and go to Jiankang, then I will completely become a black-household 'Wang Henqiong'! Besides, my house is still in Jingzhou! My money is still in Jingzhou!!! And so many family assets! If this is all taken away by someone, I'll have to hit my head against the wall!"

"You are Wang Henqiong whether you give up everything or not! If you lose your house, I'll give you one! Are ten houses enough? Want money? I'll compensate you ten or twenty times for your losses—"

"Hey—what ten or twenty times, some big words can't be said randomly. Although I usually keep a low profile and pretend to be poor, I have hidden wealth at home. If I really report a number, it might scare you—"

Wang Yang made an unfathomable expression.

Baoyue couldn't help it anymore, staring at Wang Yang with red eyes, a new wave of tears surging up, biting her teeth, interrupting Wang Yang's poverty:

"You don't have these reasons at all! You are just for Xie Xinghan, aren't you!!!"

Seeing Lian San held his breath.

Chen Qingshan thought.

Xin Yi was confused: Aren't they already on the same side? Why tie Wang Yang up?

Wang Yang's face no longer had any joking expression, and after a moment of silence, he said:

"Yes, but not entirely."

"I came to Jingzhou. The first time I ate snail porridge, it was made by A-Wu, my little maid. I'll introduce you when I have time."

"The first time I ate wine and dishes and slept on a soft couch, it was arranged by Mr. Liu."

"The first time I borrowed money, it was borrowed from Le Pang, oh, that's Le Pang. By the way, he admires the three beauties of the imperial capital very much and even wanted to send you poems."

"The first time someone performed a brotherly ritual to me, it was Yu Yuling. He is very principled, much more principled than me!"

"And Yu Yi, Yu Qianlou, Le Zhan, Madam Le, Zong Ce, Zong Rui, etc., etc., all helped me when I was in danger—"

"When drinking water, think of the source. I cannot just betray this city of warmth and kindness for the sake of survival."

"I, Wang Yang, am very, very, very cherish my life, but if I encounter something worth it, I dare to abandon my life and fight."

"After all, this is the meaning of living, isn't it?"

Baoyue, Chen Qingshan, and Seeing Lian San were all moved.

Xin Yi was still confused!

Look at everyone again: Eh? What happened to everyone? What did Wang Yang say just now?

Baoyue pursed her lips, as if something was blocking her breathing. After a while, she repeated in a low voice:

"I won't help you..."

Baoyue was still firm, but she had lost her previous determination, leaving only the last stubbornness.

Wang Yang smiled: "You will."

"I won't!"

Baoyue emphasized in a raised voice!

Wang Yang looked into Baoyue's eyes without blinking and said warmly:

"You will, because now, only you can help me."

Baoyue seemed to be frozen, her breathing chaotic.

All the stubbornness and firmness collapsed at this moment.

Wang Yang persuaded Baoyue, and his expression became much lighter:

"Let's go, let's go talk to a few leaders, it just so happens that the people from the three tribes are all there."

Baoyue was still lost in thought and asked subconsciously: "Talk about what?"

Wang Yang smiled wickedly:

"Naturally, talk about the future (money). Someone used the name of suppressing barbarian chaos to ruin everyone's rewards and business. This matter must be notified!"

Baoyue didn't know why, but suddenly a ridiculous feeling emerged: even if the Prince of Badong held Jingzhou and was powerful in the Southern Chu, wanting to kill the person in front of her who was smiling brightly, it might not be that easy... ===== CHAPTER 353 =====