King of Hundred Victories Saber

Her voice was choked, as if something was stuck in her throat, and she couldn't speak any further.

Shi Feiyang looked at the two stunningly beautiful girls with a face full of confusion, turning alternately pale and flushed, appearing very awkward and at a loss for what to do, his hands instinctively swaying slightly at his sides, trying to grasp something to ease the awkward situation. His eyes were filled with helplessness, watching the two emotionally charged women, inwardly lamenting, not understanding how he suddenly found himself in such a dispute.

Gong Simeng finally couldn't control her emotions. She suddenly turned around and left briskly, crying as she walked, tears streaming down her cheeks indiscriminately, completely ignoring the curious looks from passersby. Seeing Gong Simeng leave, Shi Feiyang was extremely anxious, his eyes were filled with worry, and he was about to step forward to chase her. However, he had just taken a step when Liu Tingting tightly grabbed his sleeve.

"Feiyang, you don't need to go!" Liu Tingting's voice carried a tinge of unease, her fingers clutched Shi Feiyang's sleeve tenaciously as if it was her last refuge. In her heart, she thought she mustn't let Shi Feiyang comfort Gong Simeng, lest she say something detrimental to her.

Shi Feiyang frowned deeply; his brow knit into a knot. He turned to Liu Tingting and said with a firm tone, "Simeng is experiencing major emotional fluctuations right now. I must check on her, otherwise she might get into trouble."

Liu Tingting bit her lower lip tightly, leaving a clear row of teeth marks, and responded, "She's always so capricious; even if you go to comfort her, it might not help." A trace of displeasure flashed in her eyes, becoming increasingly apparent in her discontent with Gong Simeng.

Shi Feiyang resolutely shook off Liu Tingting's grip with a strong flick of his arm, decisively saying, "No matter what, I can't turn a blind eye to Simeng's situation." Liu Tingting's face turned pale abruptly, devoid of coloring, a trace of hurt flashing in her eyes as she loudly challenged, "Shi Feiyang, am I really less important to you than she is?"

Shi Feiyang's stride halted, his body stiffened slightly, and he replied calmly, "This isn't about importance. Right now, Simeng needs comfort and care." With that said, he no longer paid heed to Liu Tingting and turned to hurry in the direction Gong Simeng had left, leaving Liu Tingting standing in place, her eyes filled with resentment and unwillingness. She secretly clenched her fist, pondering how to salvage the situation and continue her plot.

Liu Tingting stood quietly in place, her figure seeming especially frail in the wind, like a falling leaf, weak and unsupported.

She watched Shi Feiyang's silhouette grow more distant, tears welling in her eyes and trembling slightly in the sockets, ready to fall at any moment.

Her hands unconsciously clenched into fists, nails deeply embedded in her palm, and crimson blood beads seeped out, notably conspicuous in the dim twilight. Her heart was filled with loss and unwillingness. At this moment, distant thunder rumbled in the sky, a "rumble" that seemed to be the heavy background music for this emotional entanglement. The subdued thunder reverberated through the valley, adding to the oppressiveness.

Lie Quan, Jin Liufu, Xiang Kun, Xie Wen, and others, witnessing this scene, all displayed bewildered expressions.

Lie Quan's brows knit tightly, forming a deep furrow as he asked in full confusion, "What on earth is happening?"

The voice carried a heavy sense of bewilderment, strikingly clear in the silent atmosphere.

Jin Liufu lightly stroked his scalp, his face full of helplessness, muttering softly, "A woman's heart is like a needle at the bottom of the sea!"

His voice was low, tinged with a trace of sigh.

Xiang Kun shook his head, heaving a sigh, and lamented, "Emotions are really entangled and complicated." His words were full of lamentation for the complexity of emotions.

Xie Wen crossed his arms and thoughtfully commented, "The entanglements here seem to run deep indeed."

Everyone present gazed at each other, faces full of confusion and bewilderment, all shrouded in a mist, not knowing what to do next. Eventually, Lie Quan was the first to break the silence, clearing his throat and proposing, "Staying here isn't a solution. We should return to the camp first and then think through what to do next." His voice reverberated in the air, with a hint of undeniable decisiveness.

Hearing his proposal, everyone nodded in agreement and quickly returned to the camp.

At this time, the sky was growing darker, and the surrounding trees swayed in the wind, making a "rustling" sound, whispering of unease.

The sound was like trees murmuring, foretelling an upcoming change.

Shi Feiyang tightly followed behind Gong Simeng, his steps urgent and frantic, each step heavy and forceful, the "thump thump" of his footsteps distinctly clear in the silent mountain forest.

Finally, Shi Feiyang caught up with her beside a clear stream.

The stream trickled, the "woosh woosh" of the water unusually clear in the silent atmosphere, also uneasy for the impending argument. Shi Feiyang gasped and asked, "Simeng, what exactly happened?" His tone was full of urgency and concern, his chest heaving violently as he panted heavily, sweat beads on his forehead sliding down his cheeks and dripping to the ground.

Gong Simeng turned around to face Shi Feiyang, her eyes filled with anger and grievance, indignantly replying, "For you, I gave up everything from my past and accompanied you through life and death. Ask yourself, how have I treated you? Now, you're so close to Liu Tingting. Have you done right by me? Just because she is the Young Palace Master of the Divine Water Palace? Just because of her noble birth?" Her eyes brimmed with tears, sparkling in the sunlight, her voice quivering with agitation, each word carrying deep grievance, echoing in the air.