Just as Yu Xiaogang was preparing to flee, two figures approached: Leng Xiyue and Liu Erlong, who had been sent to welcome her.
With the thought of saving whoever she could, Leng Xiyue had walked slowly with Liu Erlong after they met, and the two had talked quite a bit along the way. To her surprise, however, Liu Erlong was not the utterly foolish, love-addled woman she had imagined.
Now, whenever Yu Xiaogang came up, her face was filled with conflict and pain, without any of the constant joy a love-addled woman would show simply from being with her beloved.
But on closer thought, that made sense. These twenty-odd years had really been a kind of obsession. In the original story, Yu Xiaogang could be said to have been the moon surrounded by admiring stars: Flender fawned over him mindlessly, Zhao Wuji and the other Soul Saint- and Soul Emperor-level teachers revered him as a great authority, and the Little Monsters treated him with the utmost respect. At first glance, he really did seem like a highly accomplished figure. Under those circumstances, Liu Erlong naturally would not have realized she had entrusted herself to the wrong man.
But now? Aside from Flender, who might stop short of openly disparaging him, which of those people would not spit at the mention of his name? He was despised by people and dogs alike.
Under these circumstances, although Yu Xiaogang had greatly relaxed his bitter aversion to this romance between cousins, to the point that his attitude could be described as different as heaven and earth, Liu Erlong had learned what the Little Monsters and others truly thought of him over the past few days. Coupled with his current state, he really was far removed from the man she had admired. However she