Chapter 638: Chapter 638: The Priestess’s Charms (14)

Lingji seemed to be about to make a move, when Chuzheng pressed him down with one hand, “Do you want to save her?”

Lingji’s brow furrowed slightly, “Miss…”

Lingji hadn’t finished speaking when his consciousness sank, and he collapsed downwards, Chuzheng reaching out to support him.

Jiu Qu’s brow twitched wildly, “What are you doing!”

Chuzheng scooped him up and dashed into the Night Color before Jiu Qu could make a move.

“Master!!”

Jiu Qu bellowed and set off in pursuit.

Yi Cun howled and followed after, leaving a group of confused people behind.

–

Chuzheng was extremely fast and quickly shook off Jiu Qu and Yi Cun.

She weaved through the forest for a while before finding a clean spot to carefully set Lingji down.

The nights in the canyon were long and solitary.

The mist silently enveloped the space above the canyon.

Lingji felt as if he had a dream, a dream in which he stood atop the Temple of Light.

The solemn and sacred Temple of Light suddenly began to stain with blood.

The blood pooled continuously at his feet.

Just as the blood was about to climb onto him, Lingji suddenly awoke.

He breathed lightly.

But soon he noticed something was wrong, he was leaning in someone’s arms…

The memories from before he passed out came flooding back.

The person he was leaning on had warm and comfortable arms.

It was a sensation Lingji had never experienced before, as if every limb and even his soul were being soothed.

He couldn’t help but relax.

Wanting to lean a little longer.

However, Lingji quickly regained his senses.

Lingji sat up sharply, looking toward the place he had been leaning against, feeling Chuzheng’s presence.

“Why did you knock me out?” Lingji said, “Where are those people?”

“I didn’t want you to save them,” Chuzheng’s voice was somewhat low as if she had just woken up, and muffled as if through thick mist.

Hadn’t the Good Person Card become blackened?

Why would there still be thoughts of saving someone?

That wasn’t a thought a properly blackened Good Person Card should have.

Lingji frowned, “Why not?”

“You didn’t see…” Chuzheng paused, then said indifferently, “You wouldn’t believe me if I told you.”

Lingji stood with his hands folded in front of him, “Miss, didn’t you say you wanted to be a good person?”

“Yeah,” Chuzheng glanced at him nonchalantly, “Be your good person.”

“…”

Lingji’s expression froze slightly.

After a long moment, he parted his lips, “So you just watched them… they might die.”

“Do you care that much?”

Chuzheng’s words were like a thorn, piercing suddenly into the depths of Lingji’s heart.

He clenched his fingertips slightly, “I am the master of the Temple of Light, it’s my duty to care for them.”

“But I forbid it,” Chuzheng declared domineeringly, “I forbid you from saving them, what about it?”

Perhaps it’s safer to keep the Good Person Card locked up.

“You…”

Lingji couldn’t be bothered to argue with Chuzheng any longer and left with a sweep of his sleeve.

Without Yi Cun leading the way and in unfamiliar surroundings, Lingji walked more slowly, occasionally getting scraped by dead branches.

“Where are you going?”

Chuzheng’s voice came from behind.

“Going back,” Lingji’s voice bore no sign of anger but was much colder than before.

“You’re not allowed.”

Chuzheng moved in front of him, Lingji suddenly stopped, still very close to Chuzheng.

Chuzheng could easily pull him into her embrace with an outstretched hand.

Lingji automatically stepped back.

“Why won’t you let me save them?”

“She attacked me first,” Chuzheng said, “If I hadn’t been strong, I would have been the one to die.”

Being merciful to an enemy is being cruel to oneself.

She wanted no part of that.

Lingji’s brow knit slightly, as if weighing whether Chuzheng’s words were true or false.

“Are you hungry?” Chuzheng held his wrist, “I’ll find you something to eat.”

Her voice was very low, still retaining a clear and cool calmness, yet one could discern a hint of teasing.

You can’t be mean to the Good Person Card.

What if he thinks I’m a bad person?

Lingji suddenly didn’t know how to refuse.

The words of refusal already reached his lips, but he couldn’t speak them, as if his voice was being choked off.

–

After Lingji finished eating, Chuzheng came to sit by him, taking his hand and wiping it with a moist cloth.

“Miss, men and women should not touch hands like this,” Lingji tried to pull his hand back.

Chuzheng, holding his hand down, said, “We’ve already hugged.” What’s wrong with holding hands?!

Such a big man acting so coy.

What a sight!

Those four words, neither light nor heavy, landed in Lingji’s ears like a stone thrown into a lake, stirring up ripples.

Lingji, maybe recalling what had happened earlier, blushed slightly, his normally saintly handsome face revealing a touch of shyness.

His sexy thin lips were pressed lightly together, revealing just a line, and his long eyelashes trembled gently like a startled butterfly.

Lingji couldn’t see Chuzheng’s actions, but he could feel her carefully wiping each of his fingers clean.

Her fingertips occasionally brushed over his palm, leaving behind a trail of faint tingles, sending shivers up his spine.

The blush on his face deepened, making his porcelain-like skin appear even more delicate.

“Miss…”

“I’m called Chuzheng.”

Lingji paused, slightly startled.

It took a while before he realized that all this time, he hadn’t asked for her name.

“Miss Chuzheng,” Lingji corrected himself, “The Demon Butterfly cannot be left alone, I must go back.”

He didn’t mention saving people again, only the Demon Butterfly.

“Mm.”

Chuzheng answered indifferently.

Lingji wasn’t quite sure what she meant.

Actually, he could have taken action by himself, but he didn’t.

Lingji didn’t know why.

He just didn’t want… didn’t want to take action against her.

Chuzheng led Lingji back the way they came.

Without Yi Cun to guide him, Lingji walked hesitantly, avoiding obstacles but taking a long time to do so.

Lingji’s hand, hanging by his side, was suddenly taken hold of.

“Miss Chuzheng?”

“I’ll lead you, it’ll be faster,” Chuzheng’s voice sounded beside his ear.

Lingji: “…”

After a moment of contemplation, Lingji ultimately didn’t shake off Chuzheng.

Chuzheng walked ahead, Lingji followed behind.

The world before his eyes was constructed of elements, a kaleidoscopic elemental world.

In the elemental world, the most common were wind, fire, water, earth, and lightning, with their bright and dazzling colors.

Dark Elements weren’t many; they always hid in the corners, revealing themselves inadvertently.

However, at this moment, it seemed like only Dark Elements remained in his view.

Lingji’s mind wandered, and he missed his footing.

The balance of his body was lost, and his waist abruptly tightened, pulling him forward.

“Be careful,” Chuzheng, holding him, suggested, “Or should I carry you?”

Bumping and stumbling, then you’ll blame me!

Lingji, leaning against Chuzheng’s body, shook his head nervously, “No need, I can manage.”

“Oh.”

–

Halfway, they met Jiu Qu and Yi Cun who were looking for them.

“Woof woof woof woof!”

The loud barks of Yi Cun were deafening, audible from a great distance away.

“Master, are you alright?” Jiu Qu’s eyes were red with worry and anger, “This woman…”

He glanced at the entwined hands of the two.

Then his voice suddenly halted.

His gaze circled between Chuzheng and Lingji.

The master actually let her hold his hand?

Didn’t the master hate being touched by others the most?

Jiu Qu, having served closely for so many years, had at most only brushed against his clothes…

“It’s nothing,” Lingji seemed unaware of how intimate he and Chuzheng appeared, simply saying softly, “Let’s go back first and see.”