NOVEL NEXT Chapter 305: Why Do I Feel Like You're Insinuating Something?
Chapter 305: Why Do I Feel Like You’re Insinuating Something?
The cold and graceful Jun Fengya showed such a shy and reserved demeanor while hinting at something, causing Lin Fengmian’s heart to stir.
The words seemed harmless, but something felt off about them.
“Repaying a drop of kindness with a gushing spring?” Was it really this subtle?
“Grateful to the point of… an insinuation?”
Though I admit you’re right – I am the kind of person who hopes to repay kindness.
Even the casual mention of being at your disposal sounded somewhat improper when you put it like that?
Lin Fengmian cast a doubtful glance at Jun Fengya. Could it just be his imagination?
Jun Fengya blushed slightly and turned around to give him a meaningful look.
All the unspoken words seemed to hang in the air.
Lin Fengmian was suddenly lost in thoughts of the Joyful Union Sect, and couldn’t help but swallow.
This bloodthirsty flood dragon, which would devour its prey in an instant, seemed more thrilling than a venomous beauty snake!
Luo Xue, unaware of the strange atmosphere, looked at Jun Fengya with admiration.
“This woman is both brave and cunning, able to bend and stretch. She’s not to be underestimated.”
Lin Fengmian nodded in agreement, feeling quite proud.
Such a cold and alluring beauty, no matter how fierce she may appear to others, was like a docile kitten in front of him, at his mercy.
As long as he could keep her under control, she’d always be respectful, welcoming him and letting him do as he pleased.
But Lin Fengmian had no doubt that if he ever lost control over her, with all he had done to her, it would be hard for him to escape with his life.
“A person like her being the ruler of the Junyan Empire wouldn’t bode well for the orthodox factions,” Luo Xue said with a sigh.
“If anyone is the least harmful to the world, it would probably be Jun Yunshang. But she wouldn’t last two days on the throne,” Lin Fengmian said with a dry laugh.
As the saying goes: “The strength of a general determines the strength of an army.”
If Jun Yunshang were to become the ruler of Junyan Empire, it wouldn’t take long for the empire to collapse.
Luo Xue couldn’t help but laugh ironically. “She’s not suited for it, and she wouldn’t be able to sit on the throne anyway.”
Lin Fengmian didn’t dwell on it too much. The three of them made their way to the Bloodline Disk in the city, where Jun Fengya and her sisters activated it using their bloodlines.
In a hurry to get to Linyuan City, they left immediately after completing the task.
Once they left Tianyu City, Luo Xue noticed that the ever-present feeling of being watched had disappeared, and she couldn’t shake off a faint suspicion.
Junlin City, the Holy Emperor’s Palace.
The image of the Water Mirror Technique remained fixed in Tianyu City. This technique wasn’t entirely limitless; it was confined to that location.
Zhao Ban watched as Jun Fengya killed Jun Zhizhi and forced Jun Yutang to flee in panic. He couldn’t help but swallow nervously.
He looked at the emotionless Jun Lingtian and felt a twinge of fear.
The moment Jun Fengya made her move, Jun Lingtian had shown a brief flash of surprise before returning to his usual impassive expression.
After a long pause, he sighed and said, “This is a bit unexpected. I seem to have underestimated Fengya.”
“Zhao Ban, you have a good eye. Fengya indeed has the bearing of an emperor. Her methods are ruthless and her resolve is strong, but…”
He paused for a moment, then shook his head. “Never mind. Let’s wait and see. The universe is still in flux, and everything is uncertain.”
It was rare for Jun Lingtian to praise someone, so Jun Fengya receiving his approval was quite remarkable.
He had no prejudice against women, otherwise he wouldn’t have allowed Jun Fengya and her sisters to participate in the battle for the throne.
But in his view, women still had their limitations, such as being prone to emotional entanglements and being easily manipulated by others.
Once a woman falls into the so-called emotional trap, she becomes ensnared even more deeply than a man.
Before her stood a seemingly perfect man, Ye Xuefeng.
Zhao Ban felt deeply uncomfortable and said, “Thank you for the compliment, Your Majesty. I was just a blind cat stumbling over a dead mouse, nothing to take seriously.”
“Your Majesty, according to custom… should we handle the body of the Prince…?”
In this battle for the throne, the corpses of all the dead princes and princesses would be collected and returned for proper burial.
Except for Jun Jueli, the other princes died with some dignity.
Jun Lingtian looked at the corpse in the Water Mirror Technique, his gaze dimming, clearly filled with sorrow.
After all, humans are not made of wood-who could remain indifferent?
But as a member of the royal family, this is their destiny.
In addition to strength and strategy, one must also have enough luck to seize the heavenly mandate.
Take Jun Yunshang, his daughter whom he never thought much of-her luck had been extraordinary, carrying her to where she was now.
Could it be that the Heavenly Mandate of the Empire would fall upon her?
He reined in his scattered thoughts and nodded. “Yes, as per custom, bury him in the royal tomb so that he may rest in peace.”
Zhao Ban nodded and said, “Yes, Your Majesty.”
Jun Lingtian continued to give orders. “Seal off all information about Ye Xuefeng. I don’t want the Heavenly Fiend Palace to hear about this anytime soon.”
Lin Fengmian had caught his attention, sparking his interest.
Regardless of Lin Fengmian’s situation, Jun Lingtian wanted to see if he could win this young genius over.
From the potential Lin Fengmian had shown, it was clear that he hadn’t reached his limit yet.
In the future, his cultivation would at least reach the Void Realm, if not the Great Ascension Realm!
Jun Lingtian didn’t want the Heavenly Fiend Palace to take him away; after all, Lin Fengmian was still officially a member of the Junyan Empire.
Zhao Ban understood his intention and nodded his head. “Understood, I will send out false information through the Black Feathers and block all related news.”
Meanwhile, Lin Fengmian and Jun Fengya and the others traveled tirelessly toward Linyuan City.
They only stopped at night to rest, treat their injuries, and recuperate.
As usual, Lin Fengmian took Jun Yunshang aside, but this time the situation was a bit special.
Jun Yunshang, fresh and graceful after her bath, stood at the edge of the misty lake with her back turned to the water, looking as beautiful as a painting.
Yet, this beauty that seemed impossible to capture in a painting had her eyes wandering, seemingly lost in thought.
Listening to the sound of rushing water behind her, Jun Yunshang couldn’t help but grow curious.
She realized that she had never actually seen what Young Master Ye looked like.
The first time she met him, his hair was disheveled and his face was covered in blood-she couldn’t make out his features.
The next time they met, he was wearing a half-mask, making it even harder to see his true face.
She couldn’t help the urge to look back, but she immediately felt ashamed of her thoughts.
No, no, no! Jun Yunshang, how could you think like that?
What if someone caught her in the act? Wouldn’t that be embarrassing?
What if she saw something she wasn’t supposed to see?
Caught in an internal conflict, she felt tortured and restless.
However, if she had turned around, she would have realized that her concerns were trivial.
She and Young Master Ye would never be close friends, just two people passing by who were destined to remain far apart.
Soon, Lin Fengmian, who had been forcibly taken offline by Luo Xue, regained control of his body.
He looked at his well-dressed self and couldn’t help but feel a mix of frustration and amusement.
“Luo Xue, my mother has taught me since childhood that if I make a mess, I should clean it up myself.”
“And?” Luo Xue asked calmly.
“Since it’s my body that got dirty, I should clean it up myself. Next time, let me handle it!” Lin Fengmian said seriously.
“Get lost!” Luo Xue replied curtly.