Chapter 952: Limitless Boldness
Limitless Boldness . . .
During Cha Eun Xiao's reign as the Xiao Monarch, he had often enjoyed the company of his comrades, especially Li Wuliang and the other brothers. However, there was one exception: Han Bingxue. The reason was simple – Han Bingxue's unparalleled handsoness, which made him almost too good-looking for a man to be around.
What particularly irked Cha Eun Xiao and others was Han Bingxue's unshakable audacity. It was a trait that required a great deal of patience to endure.
Even in his current life, where Cha Eun Xiao's appearance surpassed Han Bingxue's, he still found himself hesitant to be seen in the company of the latter. It wasn't a matter of sentintality but rather an aversion to the mories of Han's incessant nagging. Those mories never failed to provoke the urge to deliver a hearty kick to Han Bingxue's posterior and several punches to his face. It was the only effective way Cha Eun Xiao could alleviate the growing frustration within him.
Cha Eun Xiao cast a whistle into the open sky, and almost instantaneously, the galloping of hooves echoed through the surroundings.
"Boss, your horse is magnificent," Han Bingxue complinted as he gazed upon Darky, which was approaching rapidly from the distance. "Having spent many years in the martial world, I've never co across a horse that could rival this one."
"Of course," Cha Eun Xiao responded nonchalantly, "Darky is the king of horses. Exceptional."
As he spoke, Darky, initially thousands of ters away, appeared before them with an almost draconic presence. The horse playfully wagged its tail and neighed before lowering its head into Cha Eun Xiao's arms in a heartwarming display of affection.
Checking on Darky's condition, Cha Eun Xiao confird that the horse had escaped the clutches of the pursuing Saint Sunlight Sect mbers unscathed.
With a graceful leap, Cha Eun Xiao mounted Darky, and his gaze turned to Han Bingxue, who stood nearby.
In that glance, he conveyed both an unspoken offer and an unmistakable reluctance to share the horse. It was clear that Cha Eun Xiao was inclined to have Darky all to himself.
Han Bingxue proudly declined the offer, shaking his head. "Boss, you ride the horse. I don't mind traveling on foot. Just don't ask to wait for you."
With that, he began sprinting ahead, his movents executed with grace and beauty.
Frost Sword radiated brilliantly. It wasn't an exaggeration to say that, aside from One Laughter in Skyline, the martial art of Xiao Monarch, Han Bingxue's Snow Flow was among the finest and fastest movent skills in the realm.
Not too long ago, during their brief respite, Cha Eun Xiao had allowed Han Bingxue to consu several supre dan beads. As a result, Han Bingxue had regained ninety percent of his strength, bringing him close to his pri condition. He exuded an air of confidence, as if he could vanquish any opponent in any challenge.
Moreover, he believed that showcasing his prowess on foot was more impressive than riding a horse, and he didn't wish to share a single horse with Cha Eun Xiao.
While Han Bingxue continued to run ahead with elegance, he held firm to his principles. He had also given thought to the unspoken complications that might arise from sharing a horse with another man. As the vivid thoughts churned in his mind, he smiled inwardly.
However, in the depths of solitude and amidst the winds of the open road, Han Bingxue couldn't help but entertain other thoughts.
The mountains lay in the distance, their slopes carpeted with a profusion of fallen leaves, and the forest beyond appeared as a dense and shadowy expanse. Amidst this picturesque scene, a striking man, dressed in pristine white attire resembling the purity of freshly fallen snow, carried a dark and gleaming sword securely fastened to his back as he walked with asured steps.
His countenance exuded an air of aloofness and coldness, his sleeves billowing gracefully in the breeze. As he continued his journey, golden leaves floated through the air around him, creating a surreal ambiance.
Every aspect of his deanor, from his visage to his gestures and overall appearance, conveyed a sense of elegance and mystique. It was as if he embodied a living work of art, a masterpiece that defied words.
In his mind, he was entranced by the vivid imagery he had conjured, overwheld by the beauty of the scene. This vision, he mused, must be the epito of all that is beautiful.
For more than a year, he had concealed himself, remaining hidden from the world's gaze, all in the na of avenging his brother.
The thought of a man of such striking beauty remaining in the shadows for so long seed like a profound loss to the world. Yet now, as he reerged into the world, it was clear that the renowned and extraordinary Frost Sword would shine more brilliantly than ever before.
He had never sought to be a handso man, but circumstances had thrust him into the spotlight. He had no choice but to embrace it.
Lost in his musings, he walked leisurely ahead of his horse, lost in his reverie. Observing him with a mixture of astonishnt and silence was Cha Eun Xiao.
Eun Xiao knew Han Bingxue all too well. The situation left him feeling utterly dumbfounded and sowhat embarrassed.
However, the image of Han Bingxue and Darky together presented an awe-inspiring spectacle. The man, as beautiful as jade, and the horse, as regal as a dragon, complented each other perfectly, capturing the attention and admiration of all who witnessed them. This display of elegance and grace seed to overshadow Cha Eun Xiao completely.
Suddenly, a group of more than a dozen n appeared in their path, but Cha Eun Xiao failed to notice their approach.
"Neigh…"
Before the horse's owner, Cha Eun Xiao, could react, Han Bingxue gracefully stepped forward, intercepting the horse with a lodious and gentle command.
The action portrayed Han Bingxue as a worldly traveler who remained unfazed by the surrounding chaos.
Cha Eun Xiao couldn't help but feel exasperated. He had been rendered speechless and awkward ever since reuniting with Han Bingxue.
The n who had unexpectedly erged were all clad in azure attire bearing the emblem of a blazing sun, indicating their affiliation with the Saint Sunlight Sect. They appeared surprised when they encountered Cha Eun Xiao and Han Bingxue.
One was astride a horse, while the other walked beside it, both emanating an air of casual and masculine charm.
The n faced a dilemma. According to the information they had received, Shadowless Assassin and a young man had employed a decoy tactic, diverting their attention with a dark horse. However, the sight before them was two n and a black horse.
The question that perplexed them was whether they had intercepted the correct individuals. What compounded their uncertainty was the unwavering composure and calmness of the two n before them.
In response to Han Bingxue's inquiry, the Saint Sunlight Sect disciples stamred, "We are disciples of the Saint Sunlight Sect. We are here to..."
Before one of them could complete their sentence, Han Bingxue nodded and casually inquired, "Ah, you are from the Saint Sunlight Sect. I haven't left Snow Storm Mountain in decades. I wonder about my brother, Wu Hui. How is he faring? Is he still your sect's Pri Disciple?"
The amusent in Cha Eun Xiao's eyes was difficult to conceal.
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