Translated by Serena Love

Edited by Choko (ko-fi)

Chapter 7: Killing Intent

“Immortal friend, may I ask what happened in the buried ground yesterday? The Demon King Egg..." Feng Ziying interrupted Han Yu's thoughts.

Han Yu turned his gaze at him.

Feng Ziying vaguely knew that the so-called sacrifice was to incubate the Demon King Egg.

But to create the illusion of harmony on the border, and to ask the Empress for credit, he actually made a deal with the demons to donate people as sacrifices, even though it would bring endless troubles.

Han Yu glanced at him coldly as if he could see his mind clearly.

Feng Ziying's expression became ugly, and he stopped mentioning this topic.

After thinking for a moment, he couldn't help but inquire about "that person" the Empress cared about.

"I don't know how your Uncle Master, Immortal Lord Han Yu, is doing these days?" 

When Han Yu heard this, he looked at him coldly and slowly spit out two words, "Don't know."

He didn't want to deal with these kinds of problems. People's false sentiment, deliberately clinging to him. So this time, he went down the mountain with Shang Yuan's identity.

"For a long time, I’ve heard about the name of the Immortal Lord Han Yu and how proficient he is in sword techniques, alchemy, musical instruments, and magic. Zu Yun country has been unable to find another person like him since its founding. Even Her Majesty, the Empress, is always full of praise. But this humble person has been admiring Lord Han Yu for a long time without knowing his true face. I do not know if you, my immortal friend, can introduce..."

Han Yu had closed his eyes when he heard this, and that ice-cooled perfect face looked like it was a thousand miles away.

Feng Ziying was unhappy, but he could only stop bothering him.

Han Yu wanted to rest, but his hearing was extremely sensitive - so sensitive that he could hear sounds within a radius of several meters.

A crisp sound amidst the noise came to his ears.

It was not that long before the girl started to comfortably chat with General Zuo.

——The General rides very well on horseback. Can you teach me?

——The General is really young and promising.

——The General is so powerful. May I ask if you are married?

——You must be very good to your wife.

Han Yu frowned suddenly and contemplated putting a sound insulation spell to block the sound.

But the  convoy had already entered Dongling City.

As soon as Lin Xiaocha entered the city gate, many eyes were cast upon her. Seeing that she was not dead, the people in the city were very surprised.

"She's not dead?"

People put down their work and surrounded Lin Xiaocha on the horse.

Facing the people who came up to watch her, Lin Xiaocha trembled and showed a bit of panic.

At this moment, General Zuo, who was behind her, said, "Don't be nervous. They like you."

"Really?" Lin Xiaocha turned to look at General Zuo.

General Zuo's heart jumped out when he saw her face so close.

"Yes."

"Why?"

The General said with a gruff voice, whispering to Lin Xiaocha so that only she could hear, "In fact, many ancestors of the civilians in Dongling City were also refugees. My grandmother was."

"Most people also sympathize with the refugees, but they dare not come out to help them."

"After all, those who had interceded on behalf of the refugees had been executed by the City Lord for various reasons."

"Unexpectedly, a weak woman like you was willing to sacrifice herself to save others." He continued.

After General Zuo said this, Lin Xiaocha answered, "Maybe I am a bit stupid. I really didn't think much before acting. "

Her words gave the General a lot of emotion, "You're not stupid. Being brave is good. "

Lin Xiaocha lowered her head. Her face flushed just right.

Hearing this, Han Yu slowly opened his eyes and started to think deeply about everything that happened.

Meanwhile, the city people's expression on Lin Xiaocha made the City Lord's feminine face sink instantly.

He never received such treatment after so many years as the City Lord.

A murderous intention rose from his heart, but Han Yu, who was next to him, also pressed his patience.

At this time, Han Yu faintly looked towards Lin Xiaocha again.

General Zuo was about to lift her off the horse, but she didn't agree. She struggled to climb down from the horse, then smiled and waved to say goodbye to General Zuo.

When she turned her head and saw Han Yu, her eyes drooped quickly. Her slender eyelashes covered her eyes, avoiding looking at him.

With a cold face, Han Yu still did not have any expressions. He just left with the people who came to accommodate him.

After Han Yu left, the City Lord was no longer afraid. He wanted to kill Lin Xiaocha immediately.

He walked behind Lin Xiaocha and said gloomily, "These untouchables seem to like you."

As if Lin Xiaocha didn't notice the killing intent of the City Lord at all, she turned her head and smiled at him. She said, "The lord is really wise."

The corner of the City Lord's mouth lifted with a sneer. He faintly said, "Wise? Are you taunting me for choosing you as a sacrifice?"

Lin Xiaocha raised her head and looked at him with strange eyes, "What is the city lord saying? Being the sacrifice was my choice, have you forgotten?"

City Lord: ...

It seems that it was indeed the case.

Then he raised his eyebrows and said, "Since it's not sarcasm, are you telling me that I am actually wise?"

Lin Xiaocha replied without thinking, "The demons have harassed Dongling City countless times every year. Every time, hundreds of thousands of lives were lost. The City Lord's method of sacrificing one life in exchange for thousands of people was a practical measure, and also a manifestation of the City Lord's wisdom."

"We refugees have all flooded into Dongling City, and the city's lord has never driven us out. Yesterday, you even took the initiative to propose a more merciful offer to give them porridge for a hundred days."

"So, Xiaocha thinks that the City Lord is smart, kind, and a wise hero."

Lin Xiaocha looked at Feng Ziying with a pure and sincere gaze.

Smart and kind? A wise hero?

Feng Ziying has been the City Lord for so many years, but it was the first time he heard someone praise him so much.

Even the senior flatterers around him were surprised at Lin Xiaocha's flattery. After all, kindness and wisdom had nothing to do with their City Lord.

But she just said all that with a straight face; as if it was the truth. It made them feel ashamed that they actually lost to a refugee.

These flatterers must not let Lin Xiaocha steal the spotlight. They rushed towards Feng Ziying saying, "The City Lord is wise!"

Even some unknown people copied the group of flatters and saluted the City Lord, "The City Lord is wise!"

Feng Ziying was moody.

But at this moment, listening to the sound of praise one after another, his mood suddenly improved.

He glanced at Lin Xiaocha, and did not feel like killing her anymore.

And she also looked strangely beautiful so it would be a pity to kill her.

He waved his sleeves and said, "Reward!"

Then he paused, and turned his head.

System: [Congratulations to the host! The target Feng Ziying's progress went from negative to positive 30% in an instant!! 】

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