If Love Endures, Why Must They Be Together Day and Night?

"What are you staring at? Have you gone dumb?"

Zhou Chen's voice rang beside Hu Liena's ear, startling her into a shiver. She hurriedly said, "No, I was just..."

"Given the relationship between us, there's no need to explain."

Zhou Chen said with a smile.

Hearing those obviously suggestive words, Hu Liena's fair ears immediately turned red. She stammered, "What relationship do we have? Don't talk nonsense."

"We ran away together. What do you think our relationship is?" Zhou Chen said with a grin.

Teasing a beautiful girl for a few words felt wonderful. Even the discomfort from killing so many people just now had faded away.

He had originally wanted to imitate those domineering CEOs and pin Hu Liena against a wall, but he only came up to her waist. He had the desire but lacked the ability.

"If you keep talking nonsense, I'll... I'll ignore you!"

Unable to endure Zhou Chen's verbal teasing any longer, Hu Liena finally unleashed her ultimate weapon.

"All right, all right, I won't say any more."

Faced with Hu Liena's powerless threat, Zhou Chen quickly waved his hand and said with a smile, "After seeing someone off for a thousand miles, there must eventually be a parting. You and I... should part here."

As he spoke, Zhou Chen's smile gradually vanished.

Hu Liena's eyes instantly reddened. After hesitating for a moment, she said in a low voice, "Then... leave quickly. With such a huge disturbance just now, Chrysanthemum Elder will probably catch up soon."

"Mm."

Zhou Chen nodded. Then he suddenly blinked and said with a smile, "Though after this parting, who knows when we'll meet again, if love endures, why must it be together day and night? One day, we will meet again."

"Remember my promise, Holy Maiden."

With that, Zhou Chen turned around and left without looking back.

Hu Liena was left behind, staring blankly at his retreating figure... and weeping.

No one knew how long had passed. Dawn had already come, yet Hu Liena still stood there blankly, gazing again and again in the direction Zhou Chen had gone, like a wife-waiting stone.

Whoosh!

Suddenly, accompanied by the sound of tearing wind, a golden streak shot through the sky at incredible speed and arrived above Hu Liena.

The golden streak halted in midair. It was Spirit Hall's elder, the level 95 Titled Douluo, Chrysanthemum Douluo, Yue Guan.

At that moment, Chrysanthemum Douluo looked at the scorched and shattered ground below, the completely evaporated river, the gushing pillars of crimson magma, and Hu Liena standing there in a daze. He was utterly bewildered.

To destroy an area spanning a thousand meters like this, at least a Soul Douluo above level 80 would be needed!

"What... exactly happened here?"

Chrysanthemum Douluo looked down at Hu Liena and demanded sternly.

Hearing this, Hu Liena raised her head and said flatly, "Chrysanthemum Elder, as you can see, a battle took place here. Zhou Chen alone wiped out all the black-clad men who wanted to assassinate us, including a Soul Emperor."

Hu Liena did not mention that the black-clad men were secret guards of the Star Luo Royal Family.

Because she knew there was no point in saying it.

Spirit Hall was not yet prepared to fall out with the two great empires. Therefore, even if they learned that the Star Luo Royal Secret Guard had tried to assassinate the Holy Maiden, they could only let the matter drop.

"What? Zhou Chen did this?"

Upon hearing this, Chrysanthemum Douluo's pupils instantly contracted, and he was shocked beyond measure!

Zhou Chen, that child whose martial soul awakening had triggered a heavenly phenomenon, had actually become this powerful already?

Most crucially, Hu Liena had actually let this monstrously talented brat escape?

The more Chrysanthemum Douluo thought about it, the angrier he became. He descended before Hu Liena and said coldly, "Girl, where is he now? Which direction did he flee?"

"Chrysanthemum Elder, I cannot tell you."

Hu Liena gave a sorrowful smile, then suddenly dropped to her knees and looked up. "I have failed Teacher's expectations and betrayed Spirit Hall's kindness in raising me. Please punish me!"

"Hmph, girl, you are truly stubborn beyond salvation! Do you know what an enormous threat it is to Spirit Hall to let such a genius escape?"

The furious Chrysanthemum Douluo pointed at Hu Liena and nearly roared.

Hearing this, Hu Liena said with both shame and sorrow, "Please punish me, Elder. Kill me or carve me up as you please. I will have no complaints!"

"What nonsense are you talking about? Spirit Hall has already let one genius escape, and now you want me to kill another?"

Chrysanthemum Douluo said angrily.

At that moment, his face, prettier than a woman's, had nearly twisted out of shape.

After a long while, he let out a stifled breath and said coldly, "You may be spared from death, but you will not escape punishment. I will take you back to see His Holiness the Pope and let her punish you!"

With that, Chrysanthemum Douluo flashed forward, wrapped Hu Liena in his power, and turned into a golden streak that vanished beyond the horizon...

At the same time.

In Holy Soul Village, not far from Notting City.

Zhou Chen sat in an empty room, quietly circulating the Yellow Emperor's Internal Classic to treat the injuries within his body.

Beside him stood Yu Xiaogang, Tang San, and Marx.

Last night, before Zhou Chen fled with Hu Liena, he had awakened the three of them and instructed them to separate from him and head to Holy Soul Village first to meet him there.

At the time, Yu Xiaogang and the others had also been utterly confused.

Hadn't they agreed to help Tang San hunt a soul beast? Why were they leaving in the middle of the night and splitting into two groups, as though they were fleeing for their lives?

However, as a qualified subordinate, the Grandmaster did not question Zhou Chen. Instead, he resolutely carried out the order, successfully escaped the Soul Hunting Forest, and arrived at Holy Soul Village.

That was the benefit of working with smart people.

If it had been some brainless idiot with low intelligence, he would definitely have dragged Zhou Chen into endless questions, wasting all their time to escape before getting easily caught by that freak Chrysanthemum Douluo.

Pfft!

Suddenly, Zhou Chen spat out a large mouthful of congealed blood. Only then did a trace of color return to his pale face.

"How are you feeling?" Yu Xiaogang asked with concern.

"Much better," Zhou Chen lied.

That earth-shattering sword strike had overdrawn his already weakened body. Forcibly using power beyond his own would inevitably come at a cost!

To recover fully from his current injuries, he would need at least several months.

But he would not tell the Grandmaster and the others the truth.

It was better not to expose his weakness. If he told others and they harbored ill intentions, the consequences would be troublesome.

Ever cautious—afraid of death, really—he maintained a certain degree of vigilance toward everyone.