Could it be that I am the cruel villain?
Chapter 400 - 252: A Short Parting is Better than a New Marriage

Chapter 400: Chapter 252: A Short Parting is Better than a New Marriage

As the saying goes, a brief separation can be better than a honeymoon.

Their relationship hadn’t reached that level yet, but it was only a thin veil away from being pierced; sitting together so affectionately, both couldn’t help but feel touched, especially Jiang Feng.

He had always been afraid to actively ask anything because he feared hearing news he didn’t want to hear, and seeing Cen Yueyue silent only made him more anxious.

Nobody knew if the girl’s feelings towards him were just youthful rebellion, or tender emotions fermenting in her heart.

It was only when he heard Cen Zhuangzhuang himself say that his sister had turned down all marriage proposals that his hanging heart finally settled and realized he had underestimated her determination.

"How did you escape... ah, right, I forgot you had Liu Jianxian protecting you. Be more careful in the future. If only I’d known, I should have taken you away."

"Back then, you were a troublemaker, crippling or killing disciples wherever you went, being chased all around the mountains. Humph, I should’ve knocked you out when your cultivation was weak and taken you away."

"I heard Liu Jianxian was upright and took everything seriously, but didn’t expect him to be so strict in disciple training."

She sighed.

She knew Jiang Feng would get himself into trouble. Given the dangers of his missions, considering Jiang Feng’s current cultivation level and the traces he left outside the city, it’s not to say he could definitely win against a Top-grade Core Formation master, but there should be no problem defeating a mid-Core Formation one.

Truly worrying.

Seeing Cen Yueyue looking worried, the clever man didn’t linger on the topic. Instead, he stood up and motioned for Cen Yueyue to join him, and then they both sat at the edge of the loft.

The moonlight outside the window was enchanting, particularly striking as it shone on the young girl whose face had lost its childishness, her features became softer especially with her clean, snow-white shawl which she had kept well over these two years.

"You’ve become more feminine than you were two years ago."

"Humph, with my common face and vulgar powder, I dare not compare with Jiang Xiao Sword Immoral with his slick words. Is this how you go about flirting with girls at Purple Cloud Palace?"

"...the vinegar in the jar over these two years has really turned into aged vinegar."

"With that mouth of yours, you probably wouldn’t suffer wherever you go. Don’t tell me it was that mouth that got you into a fight with that woman from the Joyful Sect?"

Seeing the bruise on Jiang Feng’s nose, Ying Ling’s kick was no joke—it was aimed to break his nose.

His expression hardened.

"Did I guess right?"

Seeing Jiang Feng’s expression, the girl opened her mouth to say something but couldn’t hold back her laughter.

"Giggle~ I was just making a casual remark, and it turns out I’m right?"

"Just before, that woman was called Ying Ling. An hour ago, Zhuang Zhuang met that woman. At first, she was too proud to bother him seeing his cultivation was lower than hers."

"But Zhuang Zhuang then complimented her as if she were a brothel woman, which

angered her. Actually, she was still quite reasonable; she held her temper and continued talking. But then Zhuang Zhuang went on to say she was as beautiful as a top hostess in a brothel."

"Hahaha, you should have seen that woman’s face turn liver-colored. She immediately lost her temper and started fighting with Zhuang Zhuang. I was hiding to the side almost laughing to death."

He was also nearly losing his composure.

No wonder she was so furious when they met; he was angry too, and Ying Ling, that crazy woman, was equally resentful. He was a bit stunned when those two Flying Knifes came at him.

It turns out it was Zhuang Zhuang who had caused the trouble.

"That’s wrong though, isn’t Zhuang Zhuang usually very honest? It doesn’t sound like him to speak rudely."

The expression was puzzled, but Cen Yueyue laughed even more joyfully, her almond eyes turning into crescents.

"It’s because he usually doesn’t pay attention to his studies. He’s eager when cultivating but acts as if he is losing his life when it comes to reading. He was praising the lady for having the demeanor of a brothel head, understand? Giggle~"

"What?"

He was a bit slow to catch on.

What does praising someone have to do with reading? But seeing Cen Yueyue laughing so joyfully, he suddenly realized something. Where is the compliment in calling someone a brothel head? Brothel madams are usually old women...

"Could that kid have meant to compliment her as having the aura of an Oiran?"

The expression showed a moment of astonishment, but he quickly got it. He may not have read much of the Holy Books but was once hoped to achieve high academic honors; he had won prizes at thirteen and, although he had returned all the books he read to his teachers as he got older, he still knew this bit.

Cen Yueyue’s laughter grew even more joyous, her eyes even springing a few tears. Jiang Feng subconsciously reached out to wipe the girl’s eyes.

This intimate gesture seemed exceptionally normal between them. The girl did not shun it; her tender lips moved as if she wanted to pour out all the words of these two years in one breath.

"Look, I told you reading is useful. Zhuang Zhuang is really dumb, offending the lady immediately. After a big fight, he even got two wounds."

"It’s not severe, though. Besides, I’ve seen that woman’s style; for Zhuang Zhuang, it’s definitely good news. After all, this trip was meant to enhance contacts and exchange with disciples from various great sects."

"Speaking of which, this Joyful Sect..."

After an initial silence, the two quickly opened up and, just like two years ago, they had endless things to talk about whenever they met.