Removing the Veil

The martial artists surrounding the courtyard instinctively moved to attack the black steed.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh..."

But before they could get anywhere near it, they were struck down by the hidden weapons the woman in black hurled at them.

What a bunch of useless fools!

Watching Mu Wanqing break through the encirclement so easily, Nalan Sheng could not help cursing inwardly.

He had been planning to seize the chance to play the hero and rescue the beauty, but he had never expected so many men to fail to stop Mu Wanqing.

Still, Mu Wanqing had plenty of enemies, so Nalan Sheng was hardly worried about running out of chances to rescue her.

Nalan Sheng followed Mu Wanqing at a swift pace for more than half an hour before finally seeing her stop beside a stream.

Nalan Sheng followed Mu Wanqing at speed for over an hour before finally seeing her stop beside a stream.

"Hahahaha..."

Just as Mu Wanqing dismounted and prepared to let the black steed drink from the stream and quench its thirst, a burst of laughter suddenly rang out.

An ugly, bizarre-looking man wearing a yellow robe on his upper body and coarse cloth trousers below came racing out of the nearby woods, laughing loudly with the Crocodile Scissors in hand.

"You little brat! I, Yue Lao'er, have finally found you! Now hand over your life!"

The moment the strange man in yellow spotted Mu Wanqing, he showed not the slightest tenderness toward the fairer sex. He raised his Crocodile Scissors and charged straight at her.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh..."

Mu Wanqing swept her right hand up without a second thought, sending several poisoned darts hurtling toward the man in yellow.

"Clang, clang, clang..."

Faced with the darts shooting toward him, the man in yellow merely whirled his Crocodile Scissors wildly and knocked every one of them away.

Seeing that even her best hidden weapons could not harm him in the slightest, Mu Wanqing's expression changed drastically. Her first instinct was to mount the black steed and flee.

Unfortunately, before Mu Wanqing could swing herself into the saddle, the man in yellow was already upon her, raising his Crocodile Scissors to snip through her neck.

Riiip-

Just as Mu Wanqing thought she would not escape death that day, a lightning-wreathed blur suddenly appeared beside her. An arm slipped around her slender waist and drew her half a step backward, narrowly avoiding the fatal strike.

Snap!!!

Watching the coldly gleaming Crocodile Scissors snap shut mere inches from her head, Mu Wanqing's pupils contracted sharply, and a chill washed over her neck.

"You little punk! Where did you spring from?"

After his attack missed, the strange man in yellow did not strike again. Instead, he demanded of Nalan Sheng, who still held Mu Wanqing around the waist, "You dare ruin my business? Are you this brat's lover?"

"Yue Laosan, don't go spewing bloody slander! I simply couldn't stand watching you bully a defenseless woman!"

"Damn you! I'm Yue Lao'er!"

The South Sea Crocodile God hated nothing more than being called Yue Laosan. Seeing that Nalan Sheng dared to call him Yue Laosan, he became so furious that he forgot all about Mu Wanqing. He jerked up his Crocodile Scissors and swung them at Nalan Sheng's head.

Bang!!!

Before the Crocodile Scissors could touch Nalan Sheng, a thunderous gunshot rang out from nowhere, and a bloody hole appeared in the South Sea Crocodile God's head.

"Times have changed, Yue Laosan!"

Nalan Sheng gave a cold chuckle and put away the Desert Eagle in his hand.

At the sight, Mu Wanqing's little mouth fell slightly open, her expression one of utter disbelief.

Although Mu Wanqing had never seen the South Sea Crocodile God before, his weapon had already allowed her to guess his identity.

After all, Mu Wanqing had killed the South Sea Crocodile God's disciple not long ago. It was only natural that he would come seeking revenge.

What Mu Wanqing had never expected was for the fearsome, infamous South Sea Crocodile God to be killed by Nalan Sheng in a single move.

While Mu Wanqing was still dazed, Nalan Sheng simply removed the veil from her face and asked with feigned puzzlement, "Miss, since you're so beautiful, why wear a veil?"

There was no denying that Mu Wanqing was a stunning beauty. Her lovely face possessed an elegance beyond compare, like the soft halo of a new moon, like snow heaped upon a flowering tree.

"You..."

Looking at the black veil in Nalan Sheng's hand, Mu Wanqing said, embarrassed and annoyed, "Give me back my veil."

"Miss, please don't be angry. I was only joking!"

Partway through, Nalan Sheng adopted a sincere expression and added, "Still, for a beauty like you to hide her face behind a black veil all day truly is a wanton waste of heaven's gifts."

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It was the first time anyone had praised Mu Wanqing like this. Her lovely face flushed faintly as she asked, "Do you really think I'm beautiful?"

"Yes!"

Nalan Sheng nodded firmly. "You're the most beautiful woman I've ever seen in this world."

Nalan Sheng was not trying to deceive Mu Wanqing. It had been less than half a day since he had transmigrated into this world.

Aside from Zhong Ling, Mu Wanqing was only the second beautiful woman he had seen, and her looks were clearly a cut above Zhong Ling's.

Hearing his words, Mu Wanqing could not help feeling a secret thrill of delight. Then she asked shyly, "Then... then would it be all right if I married you and became your wife?"

"Huh?"

Nalan Sheng's expression shifted slightly, and he deliberately put on a startled look.

"What? You don't want to marry me?"

Mu Wanqing's delicate brows knitted, and her gaze turned cold.

If Nalan Sheng was unwilling to marry her, Mu Wanqing would have no choice but to find a way to kill him.

"That's not it."

Nalan Sheng waved his hand. "To marry a beauty like you would be a blessing earned through three lifetimes of virtue.

"It's just that this feels a little sudden. I don't even know your name yet."

Only after learning that Nalan Sheng was willing to marry her did the murderous intent in Mu Wanqing's beautiful eyes slowly fade. Her delicate lips parted as she said, "My name is Mu Wanqing. What's yours?"

"My surname is Nalan, and my given name is Sheng."

Nalan Sheng cupped his hands toward Mu Wanqing. "Miss Mu, although I would dearly love to marry a beauty like you, I'm not the sort to demand repayment for a kindness.

"If you feel you must offer yourself in marriage to repay me for saving your life, there's no need."

"I'm not offering myself to you in marriage to repay you for saving my life."

Mu Wanqing shook her head. "It's just that I once swore a terrible oath before my master. The first man to remove my veil and see my face must either be killed by me or become my husband.

"You just saved my life. I can't repay kindness with hatred and kill you, so all I can do is marry you."

"I see."

Nalan Sheng nodded slightly. "Since you once swore such an oath, Miss Mu, I'm willing to take responsibility for what I've done. I will marry you."