Chapter 957: The Drinking Swordsman

Chapter 957: The Drinking Swordsman

The ones with the surnames Zhao and Han have run off, leaving Lin Nuo and a few young ladies behind.

It seems like things are unsettled over at Tianling Mountain. Su Kexin and Qin Shili might be a bit worried, but they won’t be going back.

Going back would only fear them getting stuck there.

They are well aware of the situation; even if something major happens at Tianling Mountain, they believe they have the ability to handle it.

So their level of concern isn’t too severe, Lin Nuo will be their support in this world.

They never thought of him as a big villain; the only one accepting that fact might be Ling Meng. After all, she’s a villain herself, and even if Lin Nuo isn’t one, if she falls for him, she’d subconsciously see him as a bad guy, otherwise, they wouldn’t be a match.

Suddenly, the scene fell silent. The three young ladies were looking at each other; rivals in love, yet barely partners in the same camp.

“Can either of you tell me what happened?” Luo Xiaoxue asked Lin Nuo, but when he didn’t respond, she shifted her gaze to Su Kexin and Qin Shili, hoping to gather some information from them.

“About our matters, there’s nothing to disclose,” Qin Shili coldly refused, absolutely unwilling to tell Luo Xiaoxue.

How could she tell her? What if she blabbers and paints Lin Nuo as a major villain?

People’s hearts are tricky; who knows what she’s really thinking?

“Alright then.”

Luo Xiaoxue helplessly dropped the topic, “Though I don’t know what’s happening, if there’s any way I can help, please do tell me, I will definitely assist.”

“You should just focus on the matters of the capital. You can’t resolve issues with Dong Wei, let alone this,” Qin Shili said a bit harshly. Luo Xiaoxue felt uncomfortable hearing it, but Qin Shili was speaking the truth; she really couldn’t do anything about Dong Wei, and it always ended up being Lin Nuo solving it.

“Sorry. Forget it, let’s not talk about that. I invite you to the Royal Palace as guests; we will treat you well.”

“There are rumors in the city that the princess will take on the role of empress. Is this true?” Qin Shili asked, puzzled.

“Mm… Yes, I will ascend the throne,” Luo Xiaoxue nodded.

“You? You’re the princess?”

Qin Shili’s reaction was similar to Lin Nuo’s, surprise written all over her face, as only Liu Shuqin knew her true identity among them.

“Ah? Luo Yi, you’re a princess? Aren’t you one of the princess’s subordinates?” Su Kexin was also surprised, her big, round, sparkling eyes wide open.

“Mm… Luo Yi is just the name I used for my undercover visits. In fact, I am Luo Xiaoxue,” she replied, shocking them; the princess was right beside them.

This was way too low-key.

“Ah? You actually are… We were all fooled by you. B-but didn’t I hear Senior Martial Brother say that the princess had passed away?”

“That’s false. But Lin Daxia should know about this, he just kept it from me. After all, I don’t want my identity to be public; it might create a barrier between us. It’s better this way, I can get along well with everyone. But my identity needs to be revealed eventually. Sigh, perhaps I won’t be able to meet you privately often in the future, given my duties.”

Luo Xiaoxue sighed. Becoming an empress means more power, but also a lot of fun is lost.

However, if she doesn’t become an empress, she can’t be a match for Lin Daxia.

“You know about this?”

Qin Shili turned to ask Lin Nuo, who was also dumbfounded.

Darn it, if I had known that was a lie, I wouldn’t have been so cheerful for so many days.

Damn, can we not bring this up again? Is there any point in repeatedly digging it up?

“Whether it matters or not, you all know now, and that’s what counts.”

Lin Nuo didn’t feel like explaining; it wasn’t worth getting into nonsense with them.

“But you’re hiding secrets from us,” Qin Shili pressed on.

“Lin Daxia is merely considering the big picture, which is why he didn’t tell everyone. Don’t blame him. Besides, it’s not really a big secret,” Luo Xiaoxue boasted, reveling in having a secret with Lin Nuo, while everyone assumed it was a secret between them, with Lin Nuo himself unaware.

He had no idea what secret they were talking about, as he remained clueless.

“Since that’s the case, let’s congratulate you, Luo… No, I should say, Princess.” Su Kexin said politely.

“No, you’re all my friends. Just continue to call me Luo Yi,” she insisted.

“That’s not quite right. After all, you’re about to become the empress. Oh wow, what a surprise; I didn’t expect the emperor to be so close to me. And a lady at that! Princess, you truly are a role model for our kind.”

“Too kind. Compared to you, I’m still far behind. I should work hard to bring blessings to the people.”

Luo Xiaoxue and Su Kexin were ever so respectful, while Lin Nuo felt uncomfortable—why were they being so courteous? They should just fight it out already!

Sigh, he never expected to stand alongside these two in harmony.

He certainly remembered how they used to make his life miserable last time.

Now they even looked quite charming.

Looks like there’s something wrong with him.

Lin Nuo shook his head, suddenly feeling a strange aura—though it was intentionally concealed, he could still sense it.

“Stay here, don’t go anywhere. I need to step away for a bit.”

In an instant, Lin Nuo turned and darted off with incredible speed, leaving them bewildered.

“He left again.”

Qin Shili lamented, having finally run into him again, only for him to dash off once more.

Lin Nuo hurried from where he stood, following the source of that aura, soon arriving in front of a small tavern.

A swordsman was sitting at a table outside the tavern, sipping from a cup of wine.

Is it him? He even has the time to think about drinking?

Lin Nuo approached, and the swordsman noticed him, instantly tossing his wine cup at him.

The throw wasn’t particularly strong; Lin Nuo didn’t dodge and simply caught the cup.

“Didn’t expect you to be here drinking. I was wondering whose aura was so strong. Throwing wine cups isn’t a good habit.”

Lin Nuo moved over and sat down across from the swordsman.

The swordsman was none other than the troublesome Sword Saint he encountered earlier.

After a disguise, he no longer bore the previous air of superiority, though his deep-set eyes still instilled fear, and his imposing aura was palpable.

“Seems like I can’t escape your eyes.”

“Spotting you isn’t difficult. You still struggle to conceal yourself. I doubt you came just to drink. Are you going to fight Dong Wei? Just give it up; they’ve already collapsed.”

“Not that. Forget it; you don’t need to pry.”

The Sword Saint replied coldly, pouring himself another drink and taking a swig.

Lin Nuo sensed the swordsman had something on his mind and had a rough idea of what it might be.

It’s about that matter.

“You seem to have a child with the fox fairy, don’t you?”

Upon hearing this, the Sword Saint froze, his hand holding the wine cup suddenly stilled.