Ink Blade Chapter 70 (Part 1)
Translated by Sylver
Extra 3.1 Old Place (Part 3.1)
“…Ah Ren.”
Chu Yan’s eyes were filled with a heart wrenching darkness. His thin lips trembled slightly as he called out in a voice so soft it seemed as if it would dissipate with a gust of wind.
He had just heard too many things that he dared not even think about. Now, he felt as if his heart was in so much pain that it no longer belonged to him.
It was as if that place was empty, and the beating organ had been gnawed clean by the most intricate regret and pain.
The past seemed to have been lifted at a corner, and those blood-stained years from his previous life…came rushing at him.
It turned out that there was still so much he didn’t know.
He didn’t know how Mo Ren, after his limbs’ meridians were severed, managed to endure the labor that even a healthy person would find hard to bear in this Side Hall.
He didn’t know how, after he personally ruined his Dantian and foundation, Mo Ren survived through three years of harsh winter and scorching summer, allowing his broken body to deteriorate day by day.
He still didn’t know how a man of proud bones and loyalty silently endured the humiliation of these people in the Side Hall, and how he survived Bai Hua’s various difficulties in secret.
If he knew—
At this moment, Chu Yan couldn’t help but think in the midst of his heart-wrenching regret: if heaven had mercy and let him know.
Even if it was just to take a look, to see what the guard he once loved had been ruined into by him.
Would he… would he be able to wake up from the bewitchment of the poisonous fragrance in an instant, and not let everything go towards that final snowstorm?
“Master, master! This subordinate is not——”
Seeing Mo Ren wanting to argue in panic but stopping, Chu Yan seemed to want to bring up a comforting smile, but the corner of his lips twisted into an ugly and stiff arc.
“Ah Ren, you really are…so cold, why don’t you wear your clothes properly?”
His voice was hoarse, incoherent, and even forced laughter was hard to maintain, “If you don’t like this one, just say a word and this Master will change it for you. Why are you so willful to torment your body…”
Chu Yan held the black clothes in his arms and took two steps forward, unconsciously rubbing the soft fabric with his fingers, gradually losing his breath, “Let’s not talk about these… Ah Ren, you go back with this Master first. First…go back, then talk about other things… okay?”
“Master, listen to this subordinate’s explanation! Ah Ren really didn’t mean to…”
Mo Ren shuddered instantly. As soon as he heard Chu Yan speak like this, he knew that a big misunderstanding had occurred and he hurriedly tried to stand up—
However, this was a case of misfortune not coming singly. His body had not yet fully recovered, he had been exhausted from working all night, and today he had been tormented by Xiao Wu for most of the day. His strength was already mostly depleted. At this moment, in his haste to stand up, he felt all the blood in his brain suddenly sink, his vision went black, and before he could react, he was about to fall.
Fortunately, he didn’t actually faint. He just stumbled and knelt on the ground, supporting himself with both hands, and didn’t hit anything.
However, the visual effect of a person falling down without standing straight was truly shocking. The boy next to him let out a sharp cry of “big brother”, which sounded as if something had really happened to him.
Poor Palace Master Chu was too far away to see clearly and was scared out of his wits. He called out “Ah Ren” and was about to rush over. But how could Mo Ren let his master enter such a filthy place?
