This Was the Height of His Willfulness
Flower, night, white.
Yu Xing suddenly felt like laughing.
He did indeed laugh.
Yes, he knew that Hua Subai was an old monster much older than himself, and he also knew that Hua Subai knew the Lingren.
But Hua Subai and the Lingren are "enemies," at least in matters concerning him. The Lingren harmed him, while Hua Subai was the one who pulled him out of the abyss several times.
He always thought that Hua Subai and Lingren knew each other because of him, and that their conflict arose because of their differing stances on his affairs, coupled with Hua Subai's dabbling nature.
But he had no idea that the two of them had known each other for a long time, and even seemed so... familiar.
He didn't know that when the Lingren was looking at him in private, he would also show the same gentle expression as when he was in front of him.
Little did they know that the Lingren had once been so wary of Hua Subai, as if he were facing an uncontrollable enemy.
His hands, which had been resting on his sides, hung down. His clenched fist had unconsciously loosened, and the wound on his palm had been mostly healed by the overflowing power of the curse. However, the blood that had just flowed from the wound still gathered at his fingertips along the curve of his fingers.
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The scarlet liquid dripped onto the ground with a soft sound, shattering into pieces.
The images inside the crystal ball are still playing.
Even though it was just an image, as the Lingren's mouth opened and closed in the picture, a clear voice emerged from Yu Xing's soul, as if he were standing in the center of the picture, listening to the conversation with his own ears.
"Nothing much, I just noticed you haven't been looking for me lately, it seems like you have a new target, so I was curious to come and see." Hua Subai chuckled twice from the shadows and slowly walked up to the Lingren. At this time, he had medium-length hair, tied into a bun at the back of his head with a wolf-hair brush hanging down on one shoulder.
His gaze, peering through the bay window, landed on the young master Yu Xing.
The Lingren leaned back against the bay window and shifted slightly, as if for a moment he wanted to adjust his posture to block Hua Subai's gaze.
But he didn't move in the end. Instead, he relaxed and responded to Hua Subai's words with a very indifferent and lazy body language.
"I didn't come looking for you, but you're jumping around in front of me instead. Are you in such a hurry to die?" The Lingren didn't even glance at the young master in the corridor downstairs. It seemed as if an invisible force field was slowly emerging around him. Under some kind of pressure, Hua Subai took a step back and shook his head.
"You can't kill me, so don't do anything that will hurt yourself, okay?" The Boss Hua's smile was just like the smile he gave to every customer in the shop.
As soon as he finished speaking, a trace of blood seeped from the corner of the Lingren's mouth. His eyes, which were lighter in color than those of an ordinary person, moved slightly, and then, as if stung, he closed them.
"You haven't answered my question yet. Judging from your eyes, is he special?"
Hua Subai asked this question, then seemed to feel that the question was not precise enough, and rearranged his words: "Do you intend to cultivate him into your power, or do you intend to use him to share the burden of the curse within you?"
"This pampered young master has a good physique, quite suitable as a vessel... So you've finally come to your senses?" Hua Subai tilted his head, his smile deepening. "Are you planning to project your own experiences onto others?"
"Heh..." The Lingren suddenly revealed a smile, "You dare bring this up again... I told you, you'll die by my hand sooner or later."
"I'm sorry, as I said before, it was a mistake on my part that led you to this state. I never intended for you, this little monster, to become so invincible." Boss Hua scratched his head, seemingly very sincere. "I see that your feelings for this young master are quite genuine. How about this, try to find the lost feelings in him and forget your hatred for me?"
"Forget it?" The Lingren's gentle face contorted for a moment, but he quickly regained his composure. His calm demeanor revealed an even more terrifying, unpredictable quality, like the deep sea.
"I will never forget it."
"This person is my prey. I will fill him with hatred, I will make him worthy of a curse."
"Hua Subai, don't you like creating monsters? What difference does one more make? Or are you scared? Afraid that what you did back then will eventually make you reap what you sow?"
"Ah, that's not how it works. If you turned him into a monster, he'd definitely hate you." Hua Subai placed his hand on the bay window.
The young master in the corridor seemed to have just found Spiritual Sense. Due to the poor lighting, he did not start drawing immediately, but instead sketched lines on the paper with a charcoal pencil.
Serious and focused.
The light in those eyes when they look at art is like clear crystal, seemingly able to easily purify impure thoughts and bring temporary peace.
"I don't think... you'll actually harm him." Hua Subai thought for a moment and commented, "If you really wanted to, why choose someone so innocent? He's not the only one who fits the bill. Actually, rather than using him to share your curse, you're probably just looking for comfort by his side, aren't you?"
"You're overthinking it." The Lingren's expression remained unmoved, his tone now carrying a hint of intrigue and obsession. "Destroying clean people is more interesting, isn't it, more interesting than destroying those who are inherently corrupt?" Chairman.
"You little pervert, your thoughts are still too easy to guess." Hua Subai raised an eyebrow, a half-smile on his face. "Don't blame me for not warning you, your current sincerity towards him will also become a weapon to hurt yourself when you destroy him. Tsk, you're already obsessive enough, if you continue like this, I might really be killed by you."
"From the very beginning, I had no sincerity left." The Lingren looked up at him, a mocking smile playing on his lips. "Lingren is just a performer, and performers... are heartless."
"Puff."
The sound of a sharp weapon piercing flesh made Hua Subai look down in surprise. The Lingren had somehow produced a dagger, which was now completely embedded in Hua Subai's heart.
"That's ruthless..." Hua Subai sighed.
The unusual aura emanating from the dagger made Hua Subai, who had been fatally wounded, turn pale. He chuckled, clutching his wound. "I genuinely wanted to cut my losses. You want to kill me? No problem. Come at me whenever you've grown strong enough to do so. I'll show you what it means to still have a long way to go. But..."
"This young master is innocent, right? The more cursed vessels there are in the world, the more trouble I'll have. Can you please stop causing me trouble?"
The Lingren laughed and said, "What the president said is quite interesting. Don't you always know that I'll do anything that will get you into trouble? It seems you really want me to take action against him."
"..." Hua Subai paused for two seconds, as if pondering something.
Two seconds later, he pulled out the dagger with a backhand and casually threw it on the ground. Apart from the paleness on his face, there was no sign of injury.
"You found out. Actually, I didn't want you to hurt him. I just wanted to see your expression when you destroy someone you care about. Would you go even crazier? But this is the most I've ever been willing to be. If you really turn him into a vessel for the curse, I still have to help him. I can't let him completely fall."
"One Fallen One like you is enough. I really regret it; I should have sent an idiot to receive the curse back then, and we wouldn't be in this mess now."
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