An Asura's Battlefield for Everyone! Lin Qingmo's Public Execution Scene

Xiao Wu narrowed her eyes slightly.

She stared in the direction Bibi Dong had disappeared, her gaze deep and somber.

Like leaden-gray clouds pressed down to their lowest point before a storm.

She had long known that the relationship between A-Qing and that "Master" was not simple.

It's more than just complicated.

Xiao Wu had even witnessed more outrageous scenes.

Knowing is one thing, but actually witnessing that woman kissing Lin Qingmo in front of everyone is a completely different matter.

That stinging sensation truly pierced my heart.

But she didn't say anything.

He slowly withdrew his gaze and fixed it on Lin Qingmo's face.

Liu Erlong stared expressionlessly at the empty sky.

On the surface, it's an iceberg, but inside it's a turbulent sea.

A fire was burning in her heart.

Jealousy certainly played a significant role.

More than anything, it was a complex emotion that was hard to define, a mixture of worry and anger.

Is that woman's "liking" of Lin Qingmo a normal kind of liking?

How much possessiveness and control was mixed in her feelings for A-Qing?

Liu Erlong didn't know the answer.

It was precisely this unknown that sent chills down her spine.

But what could she do?

A-Qing trusted and protected his Sister Eastern Emperor to the extreme.

If I were to rashly reveal that matter... given A-Qing's personality, she probably wouldn't believe me.

I wonder if Lin Qingmo can accept that his most trusted Sister Eastern Emperor had done such a thing.

Rather than let him suffer that pain, it's better to keep this secret buried inside.

"Well..."

Liu Erlong sighed silently.

The gloom in his eyes gradually faded, replaced by a deep weariness.

She turned and glanced at Xiao Wu, who was also silent.

The two women's eyes met briefly in the air before they looked away.

They didn't say anything.

But everything was left unsaid.

Dugu Yan was the first to come to her senses.

Her eyes widened, and her mouth formed a perfect "O" shape.

For a full three seconds, I was in a state of utter confusion, wondering "Who am I? Where am I? What did I just see?"

"Wait, wait, wait!"

"A-Qing, what exactly happened between you and your Master?"

Ning Rongrong also recovered from her shock.

Her usually bright and intelligent eyes scanned back and forth between the directions where Lin Qingmo and Bibi Dong disappeared, her mind racing.

She tried to search her memory for clues.

The more I thought about it, the more I realized that there had been something unusual between the two of them long ago.

"Hiss!"

Ning Rongrong gasped.

Zhu Zhuqing's reaction was the quietest.

She merely frowned slightly.

Deep inside, an emotion she herself hadn't yet clearly identified was stirring within her.

Bai Chenxiang's entire face turned bright red. Her mouth opened and closed repeatedly, finally managing to squeeze out a weak "Ah?"

Her mind was a complete mess.

Master and apprentice... is this really possible?

This style of writing does indeed exist in storybooks.

Wait a minute, can storybooks and reality be the same?

Bai Chenxiang felt that her worldview was undergoing a minor earthquake.

Ye Lingling maintained her usual aloof and indifferent demeanor, as if what had just happened had nothing to do with her.

But upon closer inspection, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and her fingers unconsciously fiddled with the strands of hair that fell to her shoulders.

This little gesture rarely occurs.

She only does it unconsciously when she's nervous or flustered.

She lowered her eyes, her gaze hidden behind her long eyelashes, lost in thought.

The Asura officially begun.

Defendant: Lin Qingmo.

Charges: Concealing a romantic relationship between a teacher and student, and publicly committing suicide.

Faced with Dugu Yan's persistent questioning.

And the intense, curious gazes of several other girls focused their attention on them.

Lin Qingmo scratched the back of his head, his eyes looking somewhat guilty.

He tried to put together a plausible explanation.

However, in this situation of being surrounded on all sides, any euphemistic wording seems pale and powerless, and may even make things worse.

never mind.

Either way, I'm going to die; dying standing up looks better.

Lin Qingmo took a deep breath and honestly said, "My relationship with Sister Eastern Emperor... is indeed more than just that of a master and disciple."

Dugu Yan: "..."

Ning Rongrong: "..."

Zhu Zhuqing frowned even more deeply.

Bai Chenxiang's blush had spread from her cheeks to the base of her neck.

Ye Lingling's hand, which was fiddling with her hair, suddenly stopped.

Lin Qingmo endured the oppressive silence that seemed to crush a person, and forced himself to continue speaking.

"Sister Eastern Emperor has been helping and taking care of me since I was six years old. This bond has been built up little by little over many years."

"She is a very important person to me."

Having said all that,

He turned to Xiao Wu and Liu Erlong.

The embarrassment on her face faded somewhat, replaced by a clear sense of guilt.

"Xiao Wu, Teacher Er Long... It was my fault. I should have told you sooner."

"Feel sorry."

Xiao Wu smiled softly amidst her silence.

But it was this smile that made Lin Qingmo's heart clench.

"I don't mind," Xiao Wu said, her voice surprisingly calm.

She silently completed the second half of the sentence in her heart: Because I already knew, and knew far more than you think.

The images from that day flashed uncontrollably through my mind again.

Xiao Wu quickly suppressed that memory again.

I can't think about it!

You can't show any flaws on your face!

Otherwise, A-Qing would definitely press her for answers, and she wasn't sure if she could keep the secret under his questioning.

More importantly,

Will things really get better after I speak out?

A-Qing's trust in that woman ran deep.

If the truth were to be suddenly revealed, the person most deeply torn apart would probably be A-Qing herself.

So Xiao Wu chose to keep quiet.

I buried all those surging anxieties, anger, and heartache deep inside my heart.

Then, with a casual "I don't mind," they welded the lid shut.

Liu Erlong quickly followed up, saying, "I don't mind either."

His tone was even more decisive and crisp than Xiao Wu's, even carrying a hint of nonchalance.

Liu Erlong casually added, "A-Qing, I'm not familiar with your Master. Do you think she has ulterior motives towards you?"

She said it casually, like a senior making a routine expression of concern.

But what she truly wanted to ask was a thousand times heavier than those words.

She was almost certain that the woman's feelings for A-Qing contained something twisted and dangerous.

Liu Erlong was just testing the waters.

I wanted to see if A-Qing had noticed even the slightest abnormality.

Upon hearing Lin Qingmo turned serious, and he replied without hesitation, "Teacher Er Long, rest assured, Sister Eastern Emperor has been helping me cultivate, healing my injuries, and shielding me from countless dangers since I was six years old."

"She is truly good to me; I can swear on my life."

He spoke these words with a clear and firm gaze, without the slightest hesitation.

"..."

Looking into his clear, almost transparent eyes, Liu Erlong felt a mix of emotions welling up inside her.

No, A-Qing, you don't understand at all!

Watching the gentle smile that unconsciously appeared on Lin Qingmo his Master.

The words that were on the tip of her tongue were swallowed back down.

It doesn't take courage to shatter someone's deepest trust.

It's cruel.

But she couldn't bring herself to be cruel to Lin Qingmo.

Liu Erlong sighed deeply in his heart, burying that secret even deeper.

never mind.

As long as that woman doesn't hurt him again... that's fine.

Dugu Yan, Ning Rongrong, Zhu Zhuqing, Bai Chenxiang, and Ye Lingling, these five girls were unaware of the deeper secrets.

But none of them are stupid.

Even the most oblivious person could sense something unusual in the atmosphere.

The women reached a silent understanding.

No one mentioned Lin Qingmo's Master again, and no one asked about that kiss anymore.

The wind blew from afar, brushing against everyone's hair and the hem of their clothes.

Lin Qingmo observed the various expressions on everyone's faces.

For some reason, the wind seems a bit cooler than usual today.