God-Tier Providence Chapter 157

Chapter 157: Chapter 157

What is going on? My junior sister’s best friend in the sect, and the object of her slight secret crush is... the Saint Lord?

Although Alex was wearing clothes he normally wouldn’t wear and had deliberately disguised his face to look slightly younger, Isolde still recognized him at a single glance.

This was the man who appeared in her nightmares every single night, scaring her awake alive.

"Senior Sister Aya, I’ve told you, you don’t need to co deliver food to

every day." Alex took the food box from Aya’s hands and smiled.

"Eating such good food of yours every day is going to spoil my appetite."

He glanced at Isolde behind her. An imperceptible, profoundly aningful, and chilling smile flashed through his eyes. He then feigned confusion, asking harmlessly.

"Senior Sister Aya, this is...?"

"This is Senior Sister Isolde of Radiant Sun Peak." Aya introduced.

"Yesterday, to avoid disaster, our Falling Dust Peak temporarily relocated to Spirit Artisan Peak along with Radiant Sun Peak."

"Senior Sister Isolde and I just happened to be assigned to the sa cave dwelling."

"So that ans, Senior Sister Isolde is Senior Sister Aya’s roommate?" Alex raised an eyebrow with deep interest. Smiling as he clasped his fists and nodded.

"Greetings, Senior Sister Isolde. This junior, Taryn Lark, pays his respects."

Alex’s clasping of fists scared Isolde into a violent shudder.

Her legs turned soft, fundantally lacking the strength to support her body. However, just as she was about to fall to her knees, a tyrannical spiritual energy transford into an invisible giant hand, firmly supporting her knees.

Isolde gulped heavily. Looking up, she t Alex’s kind and gentle gaze.

"Senior Sister Isolde, why does your complexion look so poor? Are you feeling unwell?"

"I... I’m fine..." Isolde couldn’t help but take a step back.

"Junior Sister Aya, let’s... let’s go back..."

"Senior Sister, no rush." Aya didn’t notice Isolde’s anomaly. She directly and generously sat down across from Alex.

"Co, Junior Brother Taryn, have a taste."

"I specially researched new dishes today. Using the freshest ingredients. The taste should be pretty good."

Aya had been delivering food to Alex for many days.

The two had grown incredibly familiar with each other. At this mont, they looked just like a young couple who had recently started dating, eating and drinking together, talking and laughing cheerfully.

In contrast, Isolde standing to the side seed completely out of place. Trembling with fear. Head lowered. Cold sweat pouring down her forehead like a waterfall.

Aya felt it was strange. She asked her to sit down several tis. But Isolde kept shaking her head and declining. Absolutely not daring to sit.

While the two were eating and drinking, countless thoughts flashed through Isolde’s mind.

She absolutely wasn’t mistaken. This Taryn Lark was none other than the Saint Lord who extracted her Seven Orifices Divine Heart and expelled her from the family back then, Alex.

Furthermore, a terrifying guess faintly crossed her mind.

Over the past few days, the person who consecutively slaughtered Heaven-Turning Peak, Venomscale Peak, and Sunblaze Peak... was highly likely also the Saint Lord.

Based on her understanding of Alex, he possessed such ruthlessness. And he absolutely possessed such strength.

For a mont, Isolde’s face turned even paler. Her legs trembling violently non-stop.

"Senior Sister Isolde, what’s wrong with you?" Aya asked in confusion.

"Ever since just now, your state has seed off. Are you physically unwell?"

"I..." Isolde opened her mouth. Just about to say sothing. But she imdiately swallowed it back, carefully glancing at Alex. Not even daring to breathe heavily.

Alex took a sip of wine. "Senior Sister Aya, looking at Senior Sister Isolde’s appearance, she must have caught a cold."

"Since she is unwell, you should quickly accompany her back to rest."

"Then... alright." Aya nodded helplessly.

"Junior Brother Taryn, Senior Sister Isolde usually isn’t like this..."

"Mm, I know." Alex nodded with a faint smile.

"I can tell that Senior Sister Isolde is usually a very cautious and reliable person."

"Especially regarding what should be said and what shouldn’t be said, she definitely controls it with perfect asure."

"Senior Sister Isolde, am I right?"

Isolde understood the underlying threat. She gulped and nodded weakly.

"Of... of course."

"I have always been cautious in my words and deeds. Keeping my mouth shut tight like a bottle."

"How strange. Everything was fine, why are you two talking about this?" Aya muttered, scratching her head in bewildernt. She stood up.

"Junior Brother Taryn, since that is the case, I will accompany Senior Sister Isolde back first. Co see you again tomorrow."

"Mm, go on." Alex nodded. Downed the last cup of wine in one gulp. Continued to lie on the large bluestone, leisurely sunbathing in the evening sunset.

Aya silently packed the plates, bowls, chopsticks, wine pot, and wine cups back into the food box. Then she utilized sword flight, taking Isolde away with her.

It wasn’t until they completely left Broken Sword Peak that Isolde finally let out a long breath.

As if relieved of a heavy burden. Wiping the cold sweat from her forehead.

"Senior Sister Isolde, are you okay?" Aya said with concern.

"Lately the weather is freezing cold, catching a cold is no trivial matter. The slightest carelessness could leave behind the root of an illness."

"If you really caught a cold, let’s go to Myriad Transformations Peak first to ask Elder for so dicinal pills. Then go back to Spirit Artisan Peak."

"...No need." Isolde waved her hand, asked timidly. "Junior Sister Aya, you... how long have you been delivering food to that person?"

"Hmm..." Aya pondered for a mont.

"I don’t rember. Probably a little over half a month."

"A little over half a month..." Isolde wiped the cold sweat from her forehead, hinting obscurely.

"Then do you know who he is?"

"Of course I know." Aya was sowhat bewildered.

"He’s the eldest young master of the Lark family, Taryn Lark, right?"

Isolde fell silent for a mont before nodding. "Perhaps."

"Junior Sister Aya, Senior Sister advises you with a single sentence."

"In the sect, making more friends is naturally a good thing."

"However, there are so people you can befriend, and there are so people with unclear motives whom you absolutely must not befriend."

"Just like this Taryn. In the future, you absolutely must not deliver food to him anymore. The further away you can stay from him, the better!"