Chapter 571
Chapter 571 Deception and Hatred
‘This wench is even more brazen than me?’ Lin Wanrong was taken aback when she shouted. What did she mean by 'not a drop less'? This girl was way too overbearing.
The Sea of Death was shrouded in a dull yellow haze, and violent winds roared, sending sand and stones flying. From afar, it looked like a rapidly rising cloud of yellow dust. A massive storm howled through the air, lifting plumes of dirt and swirling fragments of rock. Even Lin Wanrong, who usually considered himself extraordinarily strong, felt as fragile as a dried leaf, trembling on the verge of being swept away. He used his body to block the flying debris, shielding Yujia in his arms.
The ferocity of the Sea of Death far surpassed Lin Wanrong's imagination. Combined, the two of them weighed more than two hundred pounds, yet in the eye of this storm, they felt as light as a single leaf. Their clothes billowed in the gusts, and the sand beneath their feet spiraled upwards. They felt their bodies becoming lighter, as if they would be lifted off the ground at any moment.
"Are we going to die?" the Turkic girl shouted into his ear, her eyes glinting with an indecipherable complexity.
"Don't talk. Cough, cough—You won't die while I'm here!" Lin Wanrong roared. As soon as he opened his mouth, countless particles of sand and dust were blown in, clogging his mouth and nostrils, and triggering a violent bout of coughing. Even breathing felt like suffocation.
"With you here, I won't die?" Yujia bit her vibrant red lips and lowered her head slightly. She remained silent for a long moment before whispering tremulously in his ear, "How wonderful it would be if you weren't from the Great Hua!"
"Nonsense. I was born with yellow skin and black eyes; I can't change that just because you say so!" Lin Wanrong retorted angrily, "And it would be even better if you weren't a Turkic girl. Then I could properly deal with you back in the Great Hua!"
A violent gust swept past, lifting both of them into the air like pulling onions from parched land. Yujia felt as light as a floating reed, tears instantly filling her eyes. "Do you know who I am—I am—cough, cough—hold me tight—"