Chapter 437
Chapter 437 Thousand-Forsaken Peak, Hundred-Foot Chain
The mountain air was cold and crisp, all else silent. The two of them stood in place, saying nothing, and for a moment the atmosphere was heavy with tension. Lin Wanrong took a furtive glance at Fairy Ning, whose expression was inscrutable. Her lovely face betrayed no emotion, emanating an aura of indifference. Lin Wanrong felt that he had at least secured his life with his daring gamble, but he dared not show the slightest hint of his inner triumph.
As the night deepened, a layer of mist condensed into droplets on the edges of Ning Yuxi's hair, clear and translucent. Under the soft moonlight, they shimmered brilliantly. Her delicate hand and fair face, her clothing whiter than snow, and her hair fluttering lightly in the cold wind, all made her seem like a celestial maiden who had descended to the mortal realm. Her ethereal beauty left Lin Wanrong in awe.
"Did you think that would be enough to save you?" Ning Yuxi's voice grew colder, each word tinged with frost. "From childhood, I was separated from my parents. My aunt is like my mother, teaching me reading, writing, and martial arts alongside my master. They are the most important people in my life. I will never forget their kindness in nurturing and educating me. You caused her death; do you think I could simply let you go?"
"Do you wish to discuss ethics and revenge with me?" Lin Wanrong chuckled coldly. "Very well. You claim that my actions led to your aunt’s death. Did you see it with your own eyes, or hear it with your own ears? I may be a scoundrel, but I have never killed anyone outside of the battlefield. I had no personal grudges against your aunt; why would I kill her? What reason would I have?"
"Don't play coy. Your words exhausted her to the point of death; this is known to all," Ning Yuxi retorted coldly. "How can you deny it?"
"So you’re saying I killed your aunt with words?" Lin Wanrong asked with a smile.
Fairy Ning was taken aback. Lin Wanrong's ability to twist words was indeed extraordinary. While her aunt had died because of him, it couldn't be said that he had killed her.
"If that's what you believe, I won't argue," Lin Wanrong sighed. "Your Jade Virtue Fairy Hall is the embodiment of justice, right? Then act justly. Covert assassination will only make you the laughingstock of the world. It will disturb your aunt's soul in the afterlife. I offer you a fair chance: kill me with your words. I will die without regret."