Chapter 39

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Protagonist:

Xuan Ge

Shen Wu Xian Zhou, Shen Wei Jiang Jun Fu.

Vermilion corridor pillars stand on both sides of the courtyard; the copper bells hanging beneath the corridor sway gently with the breeze, yet emit not a shred of sound.

Inside the main hall, Xing Xiao sits upright on that chair symbolizing the authority of the Shen Wei General; the chair's dark-gold color scheme clashes starkly with her entire person's pure-white, coldly aloof temperament.

She sweeps her gaze lightly around; familiar furnishings meet her eyes, all exactly the same as when she came last time.

One must admit, Xuan Ge still left her a fair bit of face.

The Shen Wu Corps soldiers originally on duty throughout the mansion have now all been transferred outside; inside the entire General's Mansion, apart from her, there is no one else.

Even that Vidyadhara woman Ling Sha who always looked at her with scrutinizing eyes has been given leave by Xuan Ge.

However, the look in Ling Sha's eyes when she left held not a shred of goodwill.

Xing Xiao's fingertips rest on the white jade teacup on the table; the cup wall carries a faintly cool touch.

She slowly lifts the teacup; lid and body collide with a light sound, then she takes a small sip.

The tea is warm, carrying a faint floral fragrance — Xuan Ge's habitual tea.

She knows very well that this time she can leave whenever she wants.

Xuan Ge went to report to the Marshal; he placed no causal restraint on her; her Destruction power can be mobilized at any moment.

Yet she simply doesn't leave.

Not that she doesn't want to, but that she cannot.

That damn Xuan Ge long ago figured out her next march route; the moment she dares step half a pace out of the General's Mansion, he can catch her and drag her back in less than a quarter-hour, and then it would only be more humiliating.

Xing Xiao sets down the teacup; the instant the cup bottom contacts the table, a dull sound rings out, as if venting the irritability in her heart.

"Scum!"

She curses in a low voice, volume not loud, yet carrying a bone-piercing chill.

A flash of anger crosses her gray-purple eyes; fingertips unconsciously curl, nails nearly digging into her palm.

Xing Xiao just sits there quietly, gaze falling on the courtyard outside the hall, waiting for Xuan Ge to return.

Time passes slowly in the silence; the wind chimes remain motionless, the wind sounds in the courtyard also shut out.

Unknown how long passes, the side hall door is gently pushed open, and Xuan Ge's figure walks in with measured steps.

Seeing Xing Xiao seated on the General's Chair, Xuan Ge visibly freezes for a moment, then raises an eyebrow; a trace of playful interest flashes in his golden eyes, tone carrying teasing:

"Yo~ I thought you'd have packed up and run off long ago; didn't expect you'd actually be this obedient, still here waiting for me?"

Xing Xiao shoots him a cold, fierce glare; the chill in her eyes nearly overflows; icy voice carries not a shred of warmth:

"The Abundance Allied Forces' spearhead is at its peak, yet you have the leisure to drag me back — not afraid of drawing fire onto yourself?"

Xuan Ge laughs unconcernedly, strides straight to the General's Chair, and sits in the empty seat beside Xing Xiao.

The chair trembles slightly, yet he sits steady as Mount Tai; turning sideways to look at Xing Xiao, tone casual:

"That makes sense. Right now the Xian Zhou is tangled up with Abundance abominations and can't break free; by rights we indeed shouldn't provoke you Destruction Forces further."

He raises a hand to pick up the purple clay teapot on the table; the pot body is warm, clearly freshly brewed not long ago.

Xuan Ge pours himself a cup of tea; amber tea liquid flows slowly from the spout into the cup, raising fine ripples.

After pouring his own, he then casually fills Xing Xiao's empty teacup to the brim, pushes it before her, a smile hanging at the corner of his mouth:

"But aren't I afraid of being stabbed in the back?

Abundance is fighting fiercely over there; if you Destruction Forces stick a foot in at this moment, the Xian Zhou's losses would be huge — can't help but be on guard~"

"Scum!"

Xing Xiao's voice remains cold, yet compared to just now holds a few more degrees of hard-to-detect contempt.

She of course knows what calculation Xuan Ge is making — this bastard wants to kill two birds with one stone.

Ever since the Shen Wu Xian Zhou set sail, for two hundred years the Abundance abominations have long been driven to a dead end by Xuan Ge's Hunt Path.

This guy is a war madman; wherever he goes he kills; even if he runs onto Destruction Forces' territory, as long as there are traces of Abundance abominations, he dares barge straight in to purge them.

The Abundance abominations were truly forced desperate, so this Abundance Allied Forces they assembled is larger in scale than any previous time, offensive also more fierce.

If the Xianzhou Alliance is the slightest bit careless, this battle will cost at least one Xian Zhou.

Xuan Ge guarding against the Destruction Forces indeed has reason.

If she or Gui Ji, or Huan Long, intervened at this moment, the Xian Zhou's losses would only be greater.

But Xing Xiao knows clearly in her heart: this battle the Xian Zhou will surely win.

Even Huan Long wouldn't dare provoke the Xianzhou Alliance at this critical juncture; at most she only dares scheme in the dark, absolutely wouldn't act openly.

So Xuan Ge's move fundamentally isn't really fear of a backstab, but wants to leave those politicians a handle to attack after the great victory.

He deliberately laid bait, just waiting to see who'd be foolish enough to bite.

As a General of the Xianzhou Alliance, Xuan Ge's vision has never stopped at the present; he long ago began paving the way for future major events.

"Hehe~"

Hearing the words "scum," Xuan Ge not only doesn't get angry, but instead lets out a low chuckle.

He actually understands very well why Xing Xiao is angry.

Nothing more than that last time in the Sui Xing Dai he promised her, yet didn't go find her for a "showdown," instead turned around and went to find that Memokeeper, leaving her cooling her heels on the side.

So Xing Xiao scolds him, he never refutes.

Just he also didn't expect Xing Xiao's reaction would be this big, actually holding a grudge until now, opening her mouth and closing it with "scum."

Xuan Ge found it somewhat amusing, yet some inexplicable emotion surged in the bottom of his heart.

This woman, could it be she actually took his words to heart?

Xuan Ge crossed his legs, the hem of his Black Robe trousers sliding down.

His body leaned slightly forward, golden eyes staring straight at Xing Xiao, a few parts of serious smile hanging on his face, directly and cleanly throwing a fastball:

"Xing Xiao, do you like this General?"

Xing Xiao hearing this, her body violently froze, fingertips gripping the teacup tightening slightly, knuckles turning white.

She raised her head, gray-purple eyes full of shock, then replaced by towering anger and bewilderment.

The icy temperament on Xing Xiao instantly climbed to the peak, as if to freeze the entire main hall:

"Scum!"

These words, almost squeezed out from between her teeth, carrying thick humiliation and rage.

How could she possibly like this promise-breaking, belly-full-of-bad-water bastard?

Simply... simply an insult to her!

Xuan Ge laughed indifferently, being rejected meant nothing to him.

Not to mention Xing Xiao, even if he ran before Jing Liu and said this, he would still get scolded head-on.

He withdrew his smile, sat upright again, gaze falling on the piled documents on the desk and the battle reports Jing Yuan sent back, expression instantly turning serious.

He extended his left hand, fingertip lightly hooking, signaling Xing Xiao to hand over the files.

The movement casual and natural, as if Xing Xiao originally ought to be by his side acting as Assistant.

Xing Xiao slightly gritted her teeth, gray-purple eyes flashing anger once more, yet still forcibly suppressed it down.

She stood up, walked to the desk side, quickly checked the file classification, pulled out the most urgent battle report file, then with a "pa" sound, heavily slapped it beside Xuan Ge's hand.

Paper colliding with tabletop emitted a crisp sound, carrying obvious venting-anger meaning.

"You trying to slap me to death?"

Xuan Ge picked up that battle report, lowered head and glanced, then raised eyes to look at Xing Xiao.

Only saw her sitting there with a cold face, eyes looking elsewhere, as if that loud noise just now had nothing to do with her.

Xuan Ge couldn't help laughing, tone carrying a few parts Tease.

He no longer quibbled with Xing Xiao, head not lifting as he began processing documents, flipping through them while saying to Xing Xiao:

"You go stay in the Backyard. Of Course, if you want to leave you can too, No One stopping you.

But you must remember, don't cause trouble when I can't spare a hand — otherwise, I don't mind 'inviting' you back once more."

Xing Xiao didn't coldly snort, nor did she rebut.

She re-congealed the faint purple star rings around her body, star rings glowing with weak light under the Lamplight, reflecting her Side Face increasingly cold.

She turned and walked toward the Backyard, and she didn't believe Xuan Ge's ghost words at all.

What "free to leave if you want"?

As long as she dared step out the General's Mansion main gate, this bastard would definitely immediately grab her back, who knows how he would humiliate her then.