Chapter 239: Reunion

"Ugh…"

Tang Wulin let out a groan and struggled to open his eyes.

He forced himself to sit up and glanced around.

"Where am I?"

The place he was in looked like a tavern room; it wasn't large, but it had everything a room should have.

Tang Wulin breathed a sigh of relief.

At least it wasn't the situation of waking up locked in a dungeon.

Then, he couldn't help feeling a bit puzzled.

Back then, he had fled without restraint, scorching a vast stretch of land outside the city; after the Golden Dragon King's power was sealed, he didn't know what chaos ensued, but the Ri Yue Di Guo authorities had surely taken notice.

So why was he now in a place like this tavern?

Soon, his doubt was answered.

The door opened, Huo Yutong pushed it in and, seeing him sitting up on the bed, gave him a sweet smile.

"Wulin, you're awake? Hold on a moment, I just ordered hot porridge; they'll bring it over soon."

Seeing her, Tang Wulin instantly realized she had saved him.

Calculating the time carefully, her arrival in the city indeed happened within the past two days.

Tang Wulin breathed a sigh of relief and leaned against the wall.

"Yutong, what happened after I passed out?"

Huo Yutong came to his bedside and sat down.

"I don't know when you lost consciousness, but when I arrived, your Golden Dragon incarnation was wreaking havoc. Your aura was so violent that I dared not approach. Then you suddenly stopped, as if several forces were battling for control of your body. After that you completely passed out, and I rescued you from the Soul Mentor Corps that came quickly and brought you here."

"I see."

Tang Wulin nodded thoughtfully.

So when the Golden Dragon King's power goes out of control, he transforms into a Golden Dragon.

"What about Yang Xiao?"

"Who?"

"The person who opposed me when I turned into the Golden Dragon."

"Oh, him." Tang Wulin explained, and Huo Yutong instantly understood, shrugging lightly, "He was pierced by your claw; it looks like he couldn't survive, dead through and through."

"That's good."

Tang Wulin felt a little relieved.

Yang Xiao was an Evil Soul Master of Conqueror rank, already responsible for tens of thousands of deaths; if he were let loose like this, who knows how many more would die under his hand.

Although the Golden Dragon King's power went berserk and almost made him lose himself, eliminating Yang Xiao like this is acceptable.

At that moment, Tang Wulin suddenly noticed Huo Yutong staring intently at him and couldn't help feeling puzzled.

"What's wrong?"

Huo Yutong slightly frowned.

"Wulin, won't you explain it to me?"

Tang Wulin was stunned for a moment, then suddenly understood that Huo Yutong wanted him to explain why he turned into a Golden Dragon.

Indeed, seeing him become that, he would surely feel scared; an explanation was needed here.

"The reason I turned into that form is because…"

"Anything about this is fine."

However, to his surprise, Huo Yutong cut him off as soon as he began to explain.

She stared into his eyes, showing a hint of sorrow.

"What I want to know is why you, Wulin, are so sad right now."

"Huh?" Tang Wulin was stunned.

Huo Yutong extended her small hand, interlaced her fingers with his, rested it on his chest, her gaze a little lonely.

"After I deeply meditated and woke up this time, I've become extremely sensitive to people's emotional fluctuations. Wulin, although you try hard to hide it, you're sad now, aren't you? You don't need to act like this in front of me; it makes me unhappy."

Tang Wulin lifted her up when she was at her most vulnerable, and she also wanted to be his support when he was vulnerable.

If Tang Wulin were to hide his own emotions out of concern for her feelings, she thought she might as well just leave.

She wants to be his aid, not his burden.

"…"

Tang Wulin was speechless.

When an ordinary person's inner thoughts are exposed, they usually feel very displeased, but he didn't feel that at all.

As Huo Yutong said, he was extremely sad now.

Old Tang completely dissipated to save him, which was a massive blow to him, and after waking up he discovered that Mu En's lingering aura, which had always been in his body, had vanished without a trace.

Recalling that Huo Yutong had said when he transformed into the Golden Dragon, several forces were vying for control inside his body, he couldn't possibly be unaware of what truly happened.

But he couldn't show it, because all this was his own fault; his carelessness caused Old Tang and Mu En's lingering souls to dissipate, and he could even be called one of the murderers—how could he have the face to tell others how sad he was?

It should be that way, but how should the tears on his face now be explained?

Seeing him like that, Huo Yutong's eyes flashed, she released her small hand from his grip, wrapped both hands around his neck, and gave him a gentle kiss.

After a long moment, she pulled away and showed him a sweet smile.

"Do you feel better now?"

Tang Wulin showed a fierce expression.

"A bit better, but not enough!"

Speaking, he forcefully wrapped his arms around Huo Yutong's waist and pulled her to his face in an instant.

"Ah..."

Huo Yutong's startled cry was stifled in her mouth; her body stiffened for a moment, then gradually relaxed, she closed her eyes, and let Tang Wulin do as he wished.

This time their intimacy lasted longer than before; when they parted, Huo Yutong's face flushed involuntarily, whether from psychological or physiological reasons she couldn't tell.

She smiled again.

"Is this enough this time?"

If not, she'll keep him company.

"No..."

Tang Wulin was about to say it wasn't enough when a knock interrupted him, and a servant's voice came from outside the door.

"Miss, your hot porridge is ready."

"..."

Tang Wulin couldn't help but show a lovelorn expression.

This servant's timing is terrible! Seeing his expression, Huo Yutong couldn't help but chuckle; she leaned to his ear and whispered softly, "All right, don't look like that—I'm available anytime."

After saying that, she got up to fetch the hot porridge at the door, leaving Tang Wulin sitting on the bed, dazed like a wooden chicken.

The meaning of Huo Yutong's just‑spoken words made his heart race wildly.

Especially the warm breath she exhaled while speaking brushed his ear, making him feel an unbearable itch in his heart.

Tang Wulin couldn't help but show a helpless smile.

It must be said, Huo Yutong's method really works; his sorrow hasn't disappeared, but it has been temporarily suppressed.

Speaking of which, his clothes don't seem to be the ones he wore before passing out—who changed them for him?

By the way, although no one may have noticed this for so long, in my setting notes, Yutong's EQ is higher than Wulin's.

(End of chapter)