Chapter 119 Mystical Arts
Zheng Nianru slightly startled, some understanding of the young man’s meaning; it wasn’t until this moment that Zheng Nianru remembered that it was this young man who had saved her life.
Not an accident? Although Zheng Nianru wasn’t clear about the strength of Nanmen Yu’s master, that eccentric old man, at such a critical moment, when even Xing Yu couldn’t win, this boy was able to save them and acted bewildered, as if everything was coincidental.
"You can kill that monster?" Zheng Nianru still asked uncertainly. That monster was something Fu Gong’s people couldn’t deal with, and it was a difficult challenge for Nanmen Yu’s people as well.
"Mhm, now I still can," the young man glanced at Zheng Nianru, whose delicate and flawless face had a slight rosy tint; he had never seen such fineness and perfection, and her thick, slightly curled eyelashes framed eyes so captivating, one dared not stare into them for fear of seeing one’s own unworthiness and selfish desires too clearly.
He could have saved her earlier, just like the last time, by simply dispersing the monster. However, he realized she wouldn’t notice him, unaware it was he who had saved her.
And so, he quietly lured the monster back again; he wanted her to see him—to recognize that, just like Nanmen Yu, just like the Fu Dong and Nian Xia who followed by her side, he was useful.
He just wanted to see her, just like now, watching him, even if it left him flustered; but beyond the fluster, there was a joy he didn’t understand.
Zheng Nianru raised an eyebrow, that answer sounded quite confident.
"Yin He, can you really kill that monster?" Xing Yu couldn’t help but speak up, her eyes shimmering with stars; she had witnessed the monster’s terrifying power, which had snatched away things right from her hand.