Chapter 453: A Warrior Cuts Off His Own Wrist

"Young man, there are some things you shouldn't meddle in!"

They looked at Shen Yu with a faint smile; although the other party's voice was flat, it felt like the biting, blade-like cold wind of midwinter. Even though the killing intent hadn't been released, it already made one feel an infinite chill.

Seeing that Shen Yu did not retreat, the other party took a step forward. With this single step, it felt as if a ten-thousand-foot-tall mountain were pressing heavily upon his shoulders, as if it were about to crush him to pieces.

The endless killing intent made the surroundings seem to fall into absolute zero, and the entire room was covered in frost.

"Is that so?" Ignoring the surging waves of killing intent from across the way, Shen Yu still did not retreat in the slightest.

However, while this pressure was indeed great, it somehow felt like a bluff; could it be that the person before him wasn't his target at all?

"I am going to meddle in this matter. You know, the waves behind push the waves ahead, and the waves ahead die on the beach. You old monsters should have been cast aside by this era long ago."

"What a big mouth!"

"Whether my mouth is big or not, you'll know once you try." While trading barbs with the other party, Shen Yu carefully glanced at the Compass in his hand.

Is this broken needle busted? One moment it points ahead, the next it points elsewhere, and then it just spins around in circles on the spot—what the hell are you spinning for?

Is the person in front of him really an old monster, or is it just some kind of body double used to attract his attention?

Troublesome. As expected, these old monsters are all difficult to deal with; in the end, he still has to rely on himself to distinguish the truth.

"By the way, you were just trying to kill him, weren't you?"

"Yes, he deserves to die!" Giving Mu Cheng a flat look, the cold voice of Madam Luo Qingyu rang out once more, "He deserved to die from the start!"

"Madam, you!"

Such an indifferent gaze, such a murderous expression—it was a far cry from the gentle and kind wife he knew in the past.

Although the person before him looked almost exactly like his wife, he could be certain that this person was absolutely not his wife.

Having shared a bed for so many years, how could he not know what his wife was like? His wife could never give him such a strange feeling, let alone keep saying she wanted to kill him.

"Qingyu!" He called his wife's name softly. In the past, if he called her like this, she would respond with a coquettish pout and then be too shy to look up at him.

But at this moment, all Mu Cheng saw in the other party's eyes was indifference.

"No, that's not right, you are not my wife at all. Who exactly are you? Why are you impersonating my wife? Where did you take her!"

He drew his blade and pointed it at the person before him, but for some reason, a strong sense of unease welled up in Mu Cheng's heart.

It was as if some great terror had descended, causing his mental defenses to nearly collapse in an instant.

Having guarded a lonely city for so many years and faced countless dangers, his heart had long been as firm as steel; theoretically, he shouldn't even frown when facing a thousand armies.

Yet now, an infinite fear seemed to surge in his heart, like the suffocating sensation of falling into water, leaving him nearly unable to breathe.

Mu Cheng understood that this was because the other party was too strong—strong enough to take his life with ease at any moment. In front of them, he was as fragile as an ant.

The fearlessness and lack of fear of death he once prided himself on seemed like a joke at this moment.

So this was his true self; when faced with Life and Death, he would also be afraid, he would also feel terror, and he would also despair.

Just as Mu Cheng thought he was about to be crushed to death by this terrifying aura, Shen Yu stepped forward and blocked his path.

In an instant, that suffocating feeling vanished without a trace, as if it had never appeared at all.

He cast an surprised look at this impossibly young Lord Shen; only now did he understand why the imperial court had issued such an order.

When a person is strong to a certain degree, even power can only cling to them.

【Valley Note】

"Many thanks, Lord Shen!" He bowed deeply to Shen Yu, then looked back at his wife—the person he had once known best now felt terrifyingly like a stranger.

"Husband, are you that afraid of me? We have been husband and wife for years; you can't even trust me anymore?"

She walked toward Mu Cheng step by step, completely ignoring Shen Yu who stood to the side, while the previously bracing Mu Cheng hid behind Shen Yu in fear.

At this very moment, the only person he could rely on was this Lord Shen before him.

"Hahaha!" Watching Mu Cheng's furtive movements, Luo Qingyu suddenly laughed out loud, her eyes brimming with tears.

"Look at this, this is your so-called true love. Is such a person really worth your devotion!"

"That brave and fearless husband of yours died long ago; the current him is cowardly, selfish, and greedy."

Wiping the tears from the corners of her eyes, Luo Qingyu seemed to be saying goodbye to the past, a trace of sorrow showing in her eyes.

Upon seeing this sorrow, Shen Yu became even less certain if the person before him was an old monster. This sorrow didn't look like anything an old monster would have.

"You wanted a simple, peaceful life with him, but what about him? He couldn't wait for you to die sooner. If it weren't for me, he would have already killed you and run off with someone else."

"Since he is such a heartless man, how about I kill him for you?"

Muttering to herself, Luo Qingyu walked toward Mu Cheng, her sorrowful eyes becoming increasingly cold.

Until finally, the coldness in her eyes seemed capable of freezing a person solid.

"No!" Just then, a soft, delicate voice cried out from Luo Qingyu's mouth, a stark contrast to the previous cold and domineering tone.

"No? I gave him a chance, but he didn't take it. Why are you still keeping such a heartless man?"

"Let him go, and from now on, I will do whatever you want!"

"Hahaha, ridiculous. Even now you are still protecting such scum; how laughable!"

Beneath the mocking smile lay infinite killing intent; Luo Qingyu continued to walk toward Mu Cheng, completely disregarding the pleas of the other consciousness.

"Do you think you still exist because of anything else? It's only because I felt a moment of kindness and wanted you to watch with your own eyes how I take revenge for you."

"This isn't a negotiation, just a notification. Once I kill him, you will disappear too. But don't thank me—who told me to take a liking to your body!"

Faced with Luo Qingyu at this moment, Mu Cheng appeared to be trembling; this appearance was a far cry from the victorious general on the battlefield.

In his panic, he didn't even dare to look his wife in the eye. This lack of courage made even Shen Yu cast a sidelong glance; he had truly misjudged him.

"Madam, Madam, is that you? You must hold fast to your original heart."

"I am Mu Cheng, your husband of many years who has shared weal and woe with you. Think of our past, think of our children."

"Stop acting. Who are you putting on this hypocritical show for? Your Lord Shen?"

"If he dares to stop me, I'll kill him too!" As she spoke, Luo Qingyu cast a cold glance at Shen Yu.

This look was full of killing intent; Shen Yu knew very well that even if he didn't stop her, she would kill him along with the others.

These old monsters have no humanity at all; what they say cannot be trusted in the slightest.

It's just that the person behind him isn't anything good either; although Luo Qingyu didn't say it explicitly, it is enough to show that Mu Cheng's way of doing things is underhanded.

Mu Cheng's subconscious reaction was already enough to explain everything; if things go wrong, this guy really might be a piece of trash, which makes this difficult—should I let these two fight first, then make my move after it's over?

"My lord, my lord, save me!"