Chapter 116

Her eyes rolled once, then she fixed her gaze on Jiang Sishui and asked, "Then what relationship do those women around you have with you?"

Jiang Sishui remained calm and composed, saying, "They will also be my women."

Li Qingluo's face changed instantly!

She hated sharing a husband with other women the most; otherwise, she would not have left in anger and married someone else after Duan Zhengchun refused to divorce her back then.

Now hearing that Jiang Sishui actually wanted to take both her daughter and other women into his bed, Li Qingluo was like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, instantly bristling with fury.

Even though the man before her was her junior brother and had avenged her father's great grudge, she showed no good countenance.

She immediately turned her face away and said coldly, "I do not agree!"

"What does Lady not agree to?"

"I do not agree to your affair with Yuyan."

"But Master instructed me to take care of you and your daughter."

"There are many ways to take care of people; marriage is not the only option. Your Master also instructed you to take care of me; does that mean you intend to marry me as well?"

Li Qingluo let out a scoffing laugh.

However, these words, which were meant to refute Jiang Sishui, only made him raise an eyebrow: "That is not impossible either."

Li Qingluo's mocking smile froze on her face; she turned around in shock, her eyes wide as she stared at Jiang Sishui, utterly unable to believe her ears.

"You... what did you just say?" Overwhelmed by shock, Li Qingluo's speech even became slightly stammering.

Jiang Sishui did not answer; instead, he turned to look at the crescent moon just rising in the western sky and changed the subject: "Do you want to go pay respects to Master?"

Li Qingluo's chest heaved violently; she looked deeply at Jiang Sishui and said calmly, "We must go, but we should wait two days."

Jiang Sishui said, "I will take you there right now."

Li Qingluo frowned: "It is already late; there is no rush for this moment."

"What does it matter? It will be very fast."

Jiang Sishui spoke a sentence she did not understand, then took out the "Hegemon's Imperial Map" and tossed it.

Immediately, a light array formed right before Li Qingluo's eyes.

Seeing this scene, which was like a miracle, Li Qingluo was completely stunned and stood frozen in place.

Even when Jiang Sishui pulled her into the array, she did not react at all, following him in a daze.

A flash of light, and the two left Mantuo Shanzhuang.

When they appeared again, it was already Leigu Mountain.

Not far ahead lay Wu Wu Ya Zi's grave, where Su Suxinghe was guarding the tomb.

Watching the scene before her shift as if stars were moving and constellations turning, Li Qingluo snapped back to reality in fear and cried out, "What have you done? Where is this?"

"This is Leigu Mountain."

"Leigu..."

Her voice cut off abruptly; looking at the unfamiliar surroundings, Li Qingluo was stunned once again.

Clearly, everything before her had completely surpassed her understanding.

Covering a thousand li in an instant; this must be the technique of a deity, right?

She simply could not comprehend how Jiang Sishui, a mere mortal, could accomplish all this.

"No! This must be some kind of mind-control technique, soul-stealing technique, or illusionary trickery; everything I see is fake!"

Li Qingluo grew suspicious.

Rather than believe Jiang Sishui was a deity, she would rather believe she had fallen victim to some mental secret art.

Just as she was about to question him, Jiang Sishui pointed at the grave and the elderly tomb guardian ahead: "Do you see? That is where Master lies in eternal sleep. That old man is Su Suxinghe; you should know him."

Su Suxinghe?

Li Qingluo certainly knew him; he was Wu Wu Ya Zi's eldest disciple.

When she lived on Wuliang Mountain in Yunzhou as a child, he came to pay respects to Wu Wu Ya Zi and even held her in his arms.

Later at Mantuo Shanzhuang, she had heard that there was a deaf and mute Mr. Congbian named Su Suxinghe on Leigu Mountain, who was also the master of the Longya Sect.

At that time, Li Qingluo had paused for a moment, then simply dismissed it from her mind without thinking much, assuming it was merely a case of identical names.

After all, the Su Suxinghe in her memory was a dashing, handsome man who respected his master and valued the Dao; he would never have left the Xiaoyao Sect to establish some Longya Sect.

Only today did she learn the truth from Jiang Sishui's mouth.

Jiang Sishui said no more, glanced at Li Qingluo, turned his back, and left the time to her.

Seeing this, Li Qingluo approached with half belief and half doubt.

A little over half an hour later, Li Qingluo returned, her expression somewhat dazed and dispirited.

She could now basically confirm that this was no Illusionary Realm or Illusion.

Because during their conversation just now, she had tested Su Suxinghe, and he answered fluently regarding the events of the past.

In other words, Su Suxinghe was real, and everything before her eyes was real as well.

"Is it all done?"

"Mm."

Jiang Sishui smiled slightly, repeated his previous trick, and brought Li Qingluo back to Mantuo Shanzhuang.

This time, Li Qingluo did not stand in a daze; instead, she carefully observed every detail, and then...

She could not detect a single trace of how it was done.

She only felt the technique was so divine and mysterious that it had reached the realm of profound mystery.

It was still that same stone pavilion; Jiang Sishui looked at Li Qingluo and smiled, "Lady, I think you should understand: I am me, not Duan Zhengchun, and he cannot be compared to me."

"What he cannot do, dares not do, or even dares not think, I can."

"And what I want to do — so far, there's nothing I haven't been able to accomplish."

"I hope Yuyan and I can receive your blessing, and also…"

He paused, then stepped forward two paces until he stood face to face with Li Qingluo, tilted his upper body slightly, and whispered by her ear: "I will take good care of you mother and daughter."

With that, Jiang Sishui smiled, turned, and walked away.

But Li Qingluo was made to tremble at the tip of her heart by his last ambiguous words; her limbs went limp and she collapsed onto the stone chair, her jade countenance flushed a shade of shy, vexed crimson.

Watching Jiang Sishui's dashing departing figure, Li Qingluo gritted her teeth in fury: "That bastard!"

129 A Bi: Even if it meant dying for him, I would do so willingly.

Why did Jiang Sishui bring her to Leigu Mountain? Was he truly in such a hurry to have her pay respects to her deceased father?

Of course not!

Jiang Sishui's move was mainly intended to show off his own abilities.

Through such a godlike display, he was telling Li Qingluo—

"I am not Duan Zhengchun. Don't try to pin on me the same shackles you used to pin him down. I will have Wang Yuyan, and I have the ability to embrace beauty on both sides."

"Right now I'm speaking to you nicely in the hope you'll know what's good for you, so we can all leave each other in peace."

"If you try to stand in my way, once my attitude turns hard, your face won't look good either."

Though Jiang Sishui had not spoken these words outright, Li Qingluo read every one of these meanings from between the lines.

In other words, she, as a mother, had no ability whatsoever to meddle in her daughter's happiness.

"Father, oh Father, what exactly have you brought your daughter — a guardian spirit, or a calamity?"

Li Qingluo murmured softly, her brows knit with worry.

It was also unclear whether Jiang Sishui's arrival, for the Shanzhuang, would ultimately prove a blessing or a curse.

Especially Jiang Sishui's last deliberately ambiguous words, which left Li Qingluo's heart even more uneasy, restless beyond measure.

Take good care of us mother and daughter?

What sort of "care," exactly? 307

Could he be thinking of having both mother and daughter?

"Both mother and daughter…"

At the thought of those four characters, Li Qingluo herself was the first to flush with unbearable shame, and she hurriedly cast that improper notion out of her mind.

"But how does he know about me and Duan Lang?"

Li Qingluo's heart was seized with alarm and suspicion; she suddenly recalled that before Wang Yuyan ran away from home, she had confronted her about the identity of her birth father.

"Could it be that Yuyan told him? That wretched girl — she even goes blabbing about something like this!"

Her chest heaving violently, Li Qingluo fumed with rage and was just about to go give Wang Yuyan a lesson.