Chapter 99: Honkai: Star Rail — The Xianzhou General Won't Dream of a Yandere Chapter 96: General Shen Wu Won't Encounter a Yandere

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Protagonist:

Xuan Ge

My name is Xuan Ge, age classified, gender male, and I consider myself a full hundred points more handsome than that guy Jing Yuan.

After all, I don't have the beautiful title of "General Eyes Closed," and seeing his smiling face too much just makes people want to tease him.

I have a pile of identities: the ruler of the Shen Wu Xian Zhou, General Shen Wu, the gold-medal enforcer of the Emperor's Bow Destiny, a Trailblazer on the Path of the Hunt, the strictest father among the forces of the Huan Yu, a man more like a villain than a righteous hero.

But right now, these identities and this strength can't even let me catch a steady breath, let alone survive this Asura field that can only be called a "calamity of annihilation."

Xuan Ge secretly clenched his fist, fingertips exerting slight force, a thin layer of cold sweat already seeping from his back, pressed by the stagnant aura in the hall until he could barely breathe.

"Xuan Ge~ Is the General's Mansion hot? Why are you sweating?"

Yao Guang's voice was soft as if soaked in warm water, a gentle and alluring smile hanging on her face.

Her fingertips pinched a silk handkerchief embroidered with peacock patterns, lightly reaching to Xuan Ge's forehead, carefully wiping away that layer of fine sweat beads.

The handkerchief carried a faint cool fragrance; as it brushed past his skin a thread of coolness rose, yet it made Xuan Ge's heartbeat inexplicably skip a beat.

This one soft word from Yao Guang finally broke the atmosphere in the main hall that had previously been cold enough to freeze the air, yet it was also like a stone thrown into boiling water, instantly stirring up even more turbulent waves.

Da Li Hua lazily hooked up one leg, her skirt sliding down a little, revealing a section of fair calf.

Her right hand lifted in a fanning gesture, fingertips still lightly playing with the black silk flower at her temple, her alluring voice wrapped in a few parts provocation, speaking slowly:

"Is it possible that you're the one who's hot~"

Huan Long and Xing Xiao subconsciously glanced at Da Li Hua, a trace of approval flashing in their eyes, even faintly carrying a hint of "you've got guts" meaning.

These words, insinuation maxed out and attack power maxed out.

Worthy of being Da Li Hua, liking to dance on the edge of life and death, truly no one can compare.

Jing Liu still sat properly beside the General Xuan Ge's seat, slowly opening her mouth, voice clear and cold as ice, yet carrying a few parts hard-to-detect probing:

"Hot? Xuan Ge, haven't you always liked the feeling of coldness?"

As her words fell, her body immediately moved slightly, walking straight to the empty seat beside Xuan Ge and sitting down, one on the left and one on the right with Yao Guang, snugly pressing against Xuan Ge.

Her posture was natural as if it should be so by right, the cold aura around her also quietly retracted a few parts, yet still carrying an inviolable aura.

Seeing Jing Liu act so proactively, Xing Xiao instantly grew anxious, fingertips subconsciously clutching her sleeves tight, the cold aura around her thickening a few more parts, hurriedly communicating with Huan Long through consciousness:

"Why aren't you fighting for it? She's already sat down over there!"

"What's the rush?" Huan Long propped her left hand on the tabletop, resting her chin on her face, her eyes appraising the farce in the hall with great interest, her tone lazy as she replied through consciousness.

"Didn't you see Ling Sha still sitting steady as Mount Tai? She hasn't moved; if we rush forward, we'll instead fall to a lower position."

Xing Xiao looked along Huan Long's gaze, only to see Ling Sha still gentle and dignified, posture elegant sitting in her Chief Strategist position, expression calm drinking tea, as if the disputes in the hall had nothing to do with her.

Seeing this scene, Xing Xiao's heart only then settled slightly, suppressing the impatience in her heart, quietly waiting for Huan Long's next move.

Yao Guang's gaze fell on Da Li Hua, without any extra careful scrutiny, merely one glance, and she instantly determined.

Da Li Hua's figure, simply grew on Xuan Ge's heart, plus her signature horns and agile tail, undoubtedly the type most able to hook Xuan Ge's gaze.

But Yao Guang's face still hung with a gentle smile, not caring in the slightest, her eyes full of confidence.

Xuan Ge liking "big ones" is a fact, but she, Yao Guang, has also never been lacking.

"This seat is indeed not as hot as you, after all, I'm not wearing such a heavy Gift Hat, wrapped up strict and tight."

Yao Guang gently responded to Da Li Hua's provocation, tone still soft, but the counterattack in her words returned double.

Da Li Hua's complexion instantly flushed with a touch of red, her originally bewitching purple eyes gradually dyeing a layer of crimson.

Da Li Hua still maintained her smile, returning a slight salute to Yao Guang, her tail tip deliberately lightly brushing across her own chest, tone ambiguous and carrying a few parts complacency:

"But I can't not wear the Gift Hat, after all, every time the General looks at me, he doesn't dare look directly~~~"

Da Li Hua's words were self-evident; everyone present understood tacitly.

Every time Xuan Ge looked at her, his gaze would always subconsciously "auto-aim," first landing on her chest, only afterwards unintentionally sweeping over the Gift Hat on her head.

'Da Li Hua, just you wait!' Xuan Ge helplessly glared at her, his eyes full of accusation.

This woman, clearly knowing he has the biggest headache over this kind of scene, still deliberately draws the fire onto him, simply afraid the world won't be chaotic enough.

Da Li Hua keenly captured Xuan Ge's gaze, playfully blinking at him, her eyes full of fascination and allure, the corner of her mouth hooking a trace of cunning smile.

She knew clearly in her heart, in this struggle surrounding Xuan Ge, she might not become the final victor, but she also absolutely refused to easily admit defeat.

Since she can't win in a head-on confrontation, then change a path.

Successfully provoking Xuan Ge, making him release that unique, oppressive Hunt power toward her, even if it's disguised attention, it's better than being outdone by others.

Now the objective has already been achieved; she only needs to sit quietly and watch the tigers fight, watching the other few people struggle to the death.

Of course, if she can occasionally add fuel to the fire, set the mountain ablaze, give the others some trouble, she naturally won't miss any opportunity.

Just as the others were still pondering what deep meaning Da Li Hua's move of drawing fire onto herself had, Ling Sha and Huan Long reacted first, a trace of realization flashing in their eyes.

This isn't drawing fire onto oneself; clearly it's the smartest move.

While everyone is busy fighting for Xuan Ge's "small guarantee," probing and pulling at each other, Da Li Hua directly takes one step to the position, taking away the "great guarantee."

No matter who wins, Xuan Ge will go find Da Li Hua first after it's over.

Even if someone later wants to take the same route, they can only fall behind her, forever one step slower.

Jing Liu's brows slightly furrowed, the cold aura around her spreading out once more, fingertips exerting slight force, pinching the teacup's edge until a trace of white marks rose.

In her heart, Xuan Ge was originally her person.

Now these women one after another surround him to fight and snatch, letting the selfish desire and displeasure in her heart begin to surge.

The next second, Jing Liu directly reached out, tightly grasping Xuan Ge's wrist, the strength not heavy, yet carrying an unrefusable dominance, tone clear and cold as she said:

"I have important matters to discuss with you; this place is too noisy, let's change to a quiet place."

Having said that, she wanted to pull Xuan Ge up and leave, but Xuan Ge's other hand was already tightly gripped by Yao Guang.

Yao Guang still smiled gently, yet his tone carried a few hints of an unyielding edge:

"Hehe~ Only a few words have been spoken~ Where is the noise? Why not stay and talk together?"

Jing Liu's action of wanting to take Xuan Ge away alone instantly ignited the others' displeasure.

The atmosphere in the hall became tense once more, cold aura and the smell of gunpowder intertwining, almost ready to explode.

Ling Sha slowly put down the teacup, her body leaning back slightly, resting against the chair back, legs elegantly crossed, speaking softly, tone calm yet carrying full presence:

"Sword Chief, one would think you consider us all outsiders, which is why you find this place noisy."

The black gauze covering Jing Liu's eyes slowly dissipated like shattered ice shards the moment the words fell.

Immediately after, a pair of gem-like brilliant yet bone-chillingly cold red eyes were revealed, her gaze swept over the women in the hall, coldly retorting:

"Is that not so?"

Ling Sha was choked by Jing Liu's such direct and overbearing retort, then laughed again, tone still gentle, yet carrying undeniable conviction:

"Sword Chief, just who is the outsider, this, your words do not count."

"Since the Sword Chief has important matters, it naturally should be discussed at the General's Mansion."

Kafka spoke at the right moment, following up on Ling Sha's words, imperceptibly blocking Jing Liu's path to speaking with Xuan Ge alone.

Her gaze unintentionally swept over Huan Long, Xing Xiao, and Da Li Hua, tone carrying a few hints of subtle implication, beginning to imperceptibly eliminate dissenters:

"However, outsiders... hehe~"

That light laugh was meaningful; everyone could hear that the "outsiders" in her mouth referred to these three women of the Absolute Extinction Monarch's camp.

"Heh~ Everyone, each other."

Huan Long's lips hooked a charming smile, not caring in the slightest that Kafka directed firepower onto the three of them, tone composed and unhurried.

"Outside, we perhaps stand on different sides, each serving our own master. But here, everyone has come for the General, so where does any talk of outsiders come from~"

Xuan Ge right now was beyond embarrassing — his left half-body pulled by Yao Guang, almost dragged crooked;

right wrist gripped by Jing Liu, strength so great he could barely move, the whole person sandwiched in the middle, caught in a dilemma.

He swallowed a mouthful of saliva, voice pressed extremely low: "Fi... first sit?"

Jing Liu's red eyes grew even colder, the anger in her eyes almost overflowing.

She stared tightly at Xuan Ge, tone carrying a few hints of hating-iron-not-becoming-steel questioning, yet also full dominance:

"Are you the Divine Might General, or are they?"

Xuan Ge:..........