May I Have Another Drink?
After listening to Mo Shengge, the white-haired girl fell silent as well, as if she had co to understand sothing.
Yes, weren't those people her family?
And wasn't it she who had hard them?
She turned her head to look at Xu Qingzhou, her clear eyes regaining their usual liveliness.
Calmly, she said, "You're right. So things were wrong from the start, and so people should never have been t."
Mo Shengge also looked at Xu Qingzhou.
Under their gaze, Xu Qingzhou looked at the white-haired girl and asked with a faint smile.
"So, what do you plan to do?"
The white-haired girl withdrew her gaze and glanced at Mo Shengge, just a single glance.
But it was that single glance that severed all ties between her and Mo Shengge.
She pondered for a mont and then spoke a profound truth.
"That day at the school, the old teacher said sothing from a book."
"What did he say?" Xu Qingzhou asked curiously.
"Those who abandon are past events that cannot be retained; those who disturb my heart are today's troubles."
After saying this, she took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, a serene smile appearing between her lively brows.
"Let's end it here. You took in back then, and I killed for you nine tis. That should be enough; I owe you nothing now."
"As for your intention to kill , I'll be generous and not hold it against you."
She spoke with unusual calmness and looked at Xu Qingzhou again.
"I'll wait for you outside."
Xu Qingzhou squinted his eyes slightly, full of relief.
"Alright!"
The white-haired girl pushed open the door, where Li San and ng Xiao were waiting, along with a courtyard full of black-clad assassins.
Moonlight spilled in, solemn and chilling.
"Please make way."
They instinctively made a path, allowing the white-haired girl to walk through.
They watched her with complex and peculiar expressions.
To most of the death warriors, they naturally recognized this young girl.
Seeing her sudden enlightennt, they couldn't help but feel a silent sense of relief for her.
Because from the beginning, they all knew she was different from them; she had a choice.
Mo Shengge naturally saw the thousands of death warriors outside the room, and her lips pressed down slightly.
The tree has fallen, and the monkeys have scattered; her power is gone.
"Though I was illiterate, I could still speak such profound truths. This must be what they an by 'seeing soone in a new light after three days.'"
"Mister, it seems I underestimated you."
Xu Qingzhou did not explain, calmly watching her.
"Lady, let's not flatter Xu anymore. Let's get to the point."
"Daoist Master Dongyun, the Street Urchin, the offerings, and three thousand death warriors were my four trump cards. Now, Mister has killed, shattered, and taken them all. I have no more ans; the death warriors have turned, my eyes and ears are deaf, and I have lost."
She admitted her defeat and expressed her helplessness.
Originally, she thought she could buy so ti, and even if the offerings in the dark couldn't defeat Mister, they could still summon the city's army.
She wasn't necessarily dood to die, but now, with no way to send a ssage, she couldn't wait for reinforcents.
Xu Qingzhou smoothed his cuffs.
"In that case, does Lady have any last words?"
Mo Shengge looked at him and asked seriously:
"Do you really intend to kill ?"
"Why not?"
"If you kill , can you still leave Linfeng City? I know you save the world and help the people, but if I die, Linfeng City will fall into chaos. What will you do then?"
Xu Qingzhou stroked his chin, not thinking much.
"That's not sothing Lady needs to worry about. Xu has his own plans."
"It seems I truly won't leave this golden hall tonight."
She sighed again, choosing to accept it calmly, her gaze at Xu Qingzhou softening and becoming more peaceful.
"Can I speak with you alone?"
They say the eyes are the windows to the soul, and they don't lie.
Mo Shengge was soone who couldn't be trusted, but sohow, at this mont, Xu Qingzhou saw sincerity in her eyes.
Out of curiosity and respect, he didn't think much and nodded in agreent.
"Alright!"
He then gestured to ng Xiao outside the door.
"Drag him out."
"Understood!"
ng Xiao and Li San carried the fallen offering out and closed the door.
They ordered the death warriors outside to retreat 100 ters.
The crowd, puzzled, waited quietly in the night, silent.
ng Xiao: "Are Mister and Lady still talking?"
Li San: "Mister is not soone we can understand. Just wait."
ng Xiao: "Hmm..."
Boom!
A black cloud drifted from sowhere, eting the cloud that already covered the moon.
When the two t, sparks flew instantly.
A bolt of lightning shattered the sky, thunder roared, and then a fierce wind blew.
The rain poured down.
Sumr is a rainy season, especially on this restless night, where rain is abundant, and it was a torrential downpour.
The wind rattled the wooden windows, and the sound of rain poured into the hall.
In the grand hall, Xu Qingzhou and Mo Shengge sat facing each other.
Just like that day in the official translation.
The sa people, the sa night.
What was different was the wind, the rain, and this long table.
And the pot of fragrant liquor on the table.
"That day, Mister relieved my worries with strong tea. Today, we won't drink tea; how about wine?"
Afraid Xu Qingzhou would refuse, Mo Shengge hurriedly added.
"Consider it a farewell from Mister to , and I'll use the courage from the wine to speak so truths."
Mo Shengge was a wise person, and Xu Qingzhou was a compassionate god.
He agreed.
"A cup of wine in the spring breeze among peach and plum, ten years of lamps in the night rain of the Jianghu. Then I shall accompany Lady in drinking this last cup of the mortal world."
Mo Shengge smiled with delight, her beautiful eyes sparkling, revealing another kind of beauty.
The wine filled the cup, and they raised their glasses.
"Mister, please!"
"Lady, please!"
The clear spring flowed, the strong liquor entered the throat, regardless of the cold wind or the chilly rain, it could warm the heart.
Mo Shengge poured another cup.
"To Mister!"
She drank it all in one go, and Xu Qingzhou frowned slightly.
Mo Shengge drank cup after cup; it was good wine, intoxicating wine.
Before long, her cheeks were flushed with a rosy hue.
Mo Shengge, holding her wine cup, her gaze blurred, seed like a different person. The noble deanor that once moved Xu Qingzhou was completely gone after the wine.
Nowhere to be found, the lady before him had truly changed.
She had beco ordinary, no longer eye-catching.
Xu Qingzhou thought, perhaps this was her last indulgence before death, or maybe this was her truest self.
He didn't think much of it, nor did he ask. People have many facets, whether in front of others or behind them.
Hence the saying, knowing a person's face doesn't an knowing their heart.
Xu Qingzhou listened to the rain, not indulging in the wine.
Mo Shengge, with flushed cheeks, stared at the wine in her cup and slowly asked a question.
"Mister, do you think what I did was right?"
Xu Qingzhou was taken aback, puzzled, "What are you referring to?"
"Killing my father, killing my brother, killing my husband, killing Mister..."
Faced with such a question, Xu Qingzhou naturally didn't know how to answer.
"This question shouldn't be asked of ; it should be asked of yourself."
Mo Shengge spoke to herself, "I think I wasn't wrong. I lost, but it wasn't to Mister; it was to fate."
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