There are ripples in the silent waters of the West Lake.
Endless ripples radiated out from all directions.
Qiu Mu Orange, who was already desperate to die, suddenly found that her body, which had fallen into the West Lake, did not sink in the slightest, but floated above the surface of the lake.
The ripples of energy were released from the surface of the lake.
It was just like that on the surface of the lake, dragging Qiu Muqiang’s body, preventing her from falling.
Qiu Muqiang was frozen.
She did not know what was happening.
She only knew that the scene in front of her was so bizarre that it had exceeded her worldview.
However, this instead made Qiu Mu Orange’s emotions break down even more.
“Why?”
“Why not let me go after Ye Fan.”
“Why do you still let me live in the world and suffer…”
Qiu Mu Orange bawled out.
She had thought of relief, but to her surprise, it had become a luxury to even kill herself.
“If a person, who is not even afraid of death, why should they still be afraid of suffering?”
As Qiu Mu Orange lost her composure and cried bitterly, a deep voice, however, sounded quietly.
Only to see that at the shore of the West Lake, at some unknown time, there was an additional figure.
This man was dressed in a long grey coat, with a sturdy figure and a rigid and majestic face, but with a sense of vicissitudes that had been through the years.
It looked like he was a middle-aged man.
Looking at the woman who was crying in the lake, the man waved his hand.
Seeing the thousands of drops of water, as if they had been ordered to do so, they rushed out of the water and brought Qiu Mu Orange back to the shore.
Qiu Mu Orange looked at the middle-aged man in front of her in a somewhat dazed manner.
She was a woman who was very wary of strangers and was always on guard.
However, for some reason, when she saw this man in front of her, Qiu Mu Orange not only did not feel any caution, but also had a sense of familiarity.
It was as if she had seen him somewhere before.
“You… Who are you?”
“Have we met before, before?”
Qiu Mu Orange’s pretty face still had tear marks on it.
A suspicious gaze looked over and asked cautiously.
The man smiled, “Although you don’t know me, I do know you.”
“You are Qiu Mu Orange, right?”
Qiu Mu Orange had tears on her face and looked confused like a small child.
The man, however, was full of a kind smile, like an old father, sizing up his daughter-in-law.
“En-uh, good eyesight.”
“The posture, indeed, is superb.”
“No disgrace to my person.”
The man sized up Qiu Mu Orange carefully, nodding his head in satisfaction and muttering to himself.
But Qiu Mu Orange’s brow furrowed and her guard rose: “What do you want?”
The man smiled once again, “What, just now you were as scared as death, but now you’re afraid of meeting bad people?”
“If you die at my hands, won’t it suit you, and you won’t have to throw yourself into the lake.”
With these words, the man made Qiu Mu Orange speechless.
“Ai…”
“You say that you young people, you don’t move and seek your own death.”
“That b*****d is, and so are you.”
“One by one, none of them make me worry.”
The men sighed for a while, looking as if they hated them and were angry at their misfortune.
To these words, Qiu Mu Orange could not listen to them at all.
“Don’t advise others to be kind without their suffering.”
“You simply don’t know what I’ve been through.”
“And naturally, you can’t understand how I feel.”
“If there is nothing wrong, please leave.”
“My life or death has nothing to do with you.”
Qiu Mu Orange turned her head away, not wanting to speak to the stranger again.
But the man didn’t have any intention of leaving and continued to shake his head and smile, “Bitter?”
“At a young age, what bitterness can there be?”
“It’s just a matter of children’s love and affection.”
The man smiled lightly, his words were light-hearted.
It was as if Qiu Mu Orange’s hardships were nothing more than trivial things in his eyes.
Qiu Mu Orange ignored him.
The sorrows and joys of the world are not connected.
To himself, it was a big event that the sky had collapsed, but to others, it was probably just a story that had nothing to do with him, so naturally, he would not have any empathy.
“In love, there is nothing more bitter than to be separated from one another.”
“But what if I said, the one you care about, he is still alive?”
The man continued.
This time, Qiu Mu Orange’s footsteps of leaving stopped instantly.
She turned around sharply and looked at the other party with a surprised gaze.
Obviously, Qiu Mu Orange did not expect that the other party had guessed what was on her mind.
Moreover, it was surprising that he had even spoken out.
“Who are you saying isn’t dead?” Qiu Mu Orange asked again.
“Who else could it be?”
“Naturally, it’s your man, Ye Fan.”
Boom!
The man’s words fell as if thunder.
Qiu Mu Orange was immediately dumbfounded in place.
Her body trembled as she asked the other party, “You… Who the hell are you?”
“How do you know about Ye Fan?”
The man smiled, “You don’t need to know my identity. You only need to know that I have come here today to bestow a chance on you.”
“I think you should understand the gap between you and Ye Fan.”
“Even if Ye Fan is not dead and he is still alive, with your current ability and level, you are not destined to last long with him.”
“His world is a world of swords and shadows. His journey, is the starry sea.”
“You, on the other hand, are nothing more than a commoner, with no power at all. What you see and what you hear is just food, oil and salt, going to work and leaving work.”
“Now you and him, are two worlds apart.”
The man’s words made Qiu Mu Orange’s eyelids gradually lower.
Yes.
In fact, ever since Ye Fan had become the Venerable of Jiangdong, Qiu Mu Orange had found herself further and further away from Ye Fan’s world.
A kind of inferiority complex that came from the heart had long followed her like a shadow.
Even if Ye Fan had not died, Qiu Mu Orange felt that it would be difficult for her and Ye Fan to go all the way.
If people from two worlds slept together, they would only be sleeping in the same bed.
“If you are willing to be ordinary, you can ignore my words and pretend that you haven’t seen me today.”
“But if you are resigned and want to stand at the same height as Ye Fan and catch up with him, then come with me.”
“Don’t worry, I have no ill will towards you.”
“If I did, with my power, there would be no need to go around this circle with you. It would take absolutely no effort for me to take your life.”
The man stood with his hands folded.
His deep gaze fell on this beautiful looking woman in front of him.
He did not speak again, just looked at her and waited for her choice.
Qiu Mu Orange was silent for a long time.
Finally, she raised her head and looked at the man, “I just want to know, Ye Fan, is he really still alive?”
The man nodded, “Of course. You silly girl, have you forgotten that when Ye Fan was buried, it was not Ye Fan’s corpse that was placed in the coffin?”
“Then why didn’t he come to me?” Qiu Mu Orange asked with red eyes.
The man shook his head and smiled, “Looking for you? Why would he look for you? Can you do anything to help him? You don’t even have the power to defend yourself. He came to you, instead, and might even harm you.”
“Don’t you feel, that boy, in fact, has always wanted to treat you like a flower, planted in a greenhouse.”
“The storm outside, he doesn’t want you to block it, and you can’t block it.”
The man’s words were hard to hear, but Qiu Mu Orange couldn’t find any reason to refute them.
Yes, in the end, she, Qiu Mu Orange, was a useless person after all, a person who could only be protected.
“Fine!”
“I’ll go with you!”
Qiu Mu Orange suddenly clenched her palms, her eyes full of strength and stubbornness.
The man nodded in satisfaction, “Well, go back and take that little one with you.”
“Little one?” Qiu Mu Orange was puzzled.
“Just the little one you and Ye Fan had. What, do you want to leave him alone and be an orphan? I’m not a reliable father, so I’ll have to personally train that little one to grow up.” The man finally said what he had come for.
He had come to Jiangbei mainly to take away that little one.
The descendant of the Chu family’s bloodline was destined to be outstandingly gifted.
Not to train him early would undoubtedly be a waste of his talent.
As for sending Qiu Mu Orange a chance, it was just a pa*sing thing.
“You’re too late, I’ve already sent him away.” Qiu Mu Orange said.
“What… What?”
“You sent my grandson… little one away?”
“Sent who away?” The man was furious, glaring.