"What on earth happened?"
As he walked, Chen Xing pondered the matter. He could not figure out which link in the chain had gone wrong.
Shen Biyue had actually come back alive.
He wandered down the streets and, before he knew it, arrived at the Shen residence.
Then he saw that every member of the caravan was alive and well, happily counting the goods they had brought back.
At last, Chen Xing completely gave up hope, his face turning gloomy.
He had fled without a fight. If this group had all died, it would have been no big deal—but now they were all alive and well.
What was most hateful was that bastard. He had actually made the woman Chen Xing loved most accompany him.
It was the very scene he had dreamed of, yet he was watching it happen to someone else. How could Chen Xing endure that?
As he pondered, Chen Xing suddenly spotted Shen Biyue approaching from afar beside Chu Feng, her face glowing like peach blossoms.
The woman was beautiful, her face like peach blossoms in the third month, while the man was handsome and extraordinary. Standing together, they were a perfect match, as if made for each other.
Chen Xing hurriedly ducked into a narrow alley. Watching their intimate behavior, he felt as though venomous snakes were gnawing at his heart.
"I've worked tirelessly for the Shen family, yet I'm still no match for some stinking brat they've known for only a few days. Shen Biyue, you forced me into this..."
"Are you really not staying one more night, Young Master Chu? I'll personally see you off to Seven Star City tomorrow morning."
Apparently realizing that her attitude had been too suggestive, Shen Biyue awkwardly brushed back a loose strand of hair and explained,