Chapter 11: Huang Aotian Regrets Deeply
Due to Yun Zhonghe’s intervention and bringing in Master Li ahead of time, this ridiculous situation finally came to an end.
But after this battle, many people felt that the once talented Lin Zhongyu was about to make a comeback. The public’s opinion would surely turn for the better.
And such a change was inseparable from Yun Zhonghe’s involvement.
Yet, there was one person who might be immersed deeply in regret.
Mu Jixue felt so helpless. She thought she had done nothing when her childhood friend was being bullied; why hadn’t she stepped up immediately?
Instead, someone else prevented it.
Why! Why! Why couldn’t she do it herself!
Mu Jixue, wanting to punch the floor out of frustration, felt too ashamed to face Lin Zhongyu due to self-reproach and guilt.
Yun Zhonghe noticed Mu Jixue’s embarrassed look. He seemed like a creep, always peeking at Mu Jixue’s reactions whenever he had downtime.
“Everyone uninvolved, please step back. Today, the Immortal Alliance will close temporarily. If you have any matters to attend, come back tomorrow.”
Master Li waved her sleeve, dismissing the crowd while instructing someone to help Lin Zhongyu into the Alliance branch for treatment.
If it were usual times, the Immortal Alliance wouldn’t bother, but since Yun Zhonghe wanted to save someone, it’s only right to go all the way.
Besides, these medical fees were pocket change for such a large organization.
“Wait, can I come too? We’ve grown up together!”
Seeing the Immortal Alliance members prepare to take Lin Zhongyu inside, Mu Jixue panicked and rushed forward, wanting to keep her company.
Of course, the Alliance wouldn’t let just anyone in. However, just as they were about to decline, Yun Zhonghe stepped up. “Admiral, this Mu Girl is Lin Girl’s childhood friend, very close indeed. Moreover, she’s pre-selected by Xuantian Sect as a senior disciple.”
Yun Zhonghe was clearly buttering Mu Jixue up to score more points, and he wasn’t going to miss his chance.
Sure enough, under his words, Master Li nodded understandingly. “Then let her go along.”
Mu Jixue sighed in relief and thanked quickly, “Thank you, Admiral.”
She hurriedly followed the medics out but turned back, glancing at Yun Zhonghe with complexity just before entering.
“Am I really leaving like this?”
Looking at Mu Jixue’s retreating figure, Yun Zhonghe felt some remorse. It would have been perfect if he could get thanks from Huang Aotian now.
However, it was normal. According to the original game, Huang Aotian only gets close to women, keeping others, including men, at a distance. After all, she’s an avid fangirl.
Yun Zhonghe didn’t expect to win Huang Aotian over in just one go.
“Take it easy, there are many ways to boost approval ratings.”
Yun Zhonghe inwardly sighed.
“Little Master, it turns out you still have such a good side. Your servant is truly happy for you.”
Behind him, Tao Jiu’er blew another hollow compliment, even wiping away fake tears.
It seemed she believed Yun Zhonghe had ulterior motives for standing up for Lin Zhongyu.
Then she reminded him, “Little Master, you can do anything crazy, but your mother put a strict ban on touching any woman before marriage.”
Yun Zhonghe was speechless. Seriously, even his favorite servant didn’t trust him.
No wonder Huang Aotian ignored him.
Yun Zhonghe waved off Tao Jiu’er, “Jiuer, stop overthinking. I don’t have those thoughts.”
“Hmm…”
Tao Jiu’er stretched her nose in a meaningful gaze, scrutinizing Yun Zhonghe.
As the crowd gradually dispersed, Admiral Li walked towards Yun Zhonghe after completing her duties.
“Could we have a chat in the inner hall, Young Master Yun?”
“Of course.” Yun Zhonghe smiled and bowed slightly. He was here on his mother’s instructions, ostensibly to give gifts to Li.
Since it was gifting, it should be done privately.
…
Late afternoon, the setting sun was orange and red, like a pancake disappearing bit by bit into the horizon.
Mu Jixue sat in the Alliance infirmary, nervously taking care of Lin Zhongyu, never daring to relax.
Finally, Lin Zhongyu stirred and slowly opened her eyes.
“Zhongyu! You’re awake at last!”
The moment Lin Zhongyu opened her eyes, Mu Jixue noticed instantly. This time, she reacted promptly.
Before Lin Zhongyu could sort things out, tears filled Mu Jixue’s eyes as she hugged her tightly.
This tender scene was reminiscent of blooming lilies in their hometown.
Lin Zhongyu sensed Mu Jixue’s unease. With a gentle smile, she patted Mu Jixue’s white hair and soothed her, “Don’t worry, I feel great, no problems at all.”
Realizing her injuries had healed perfectly, even replenishing her spiritual energy entirely, she knew something special had happened.
“It must have been him…”
Lin Zhongyu’s mind flashed to Yun Zhonghe. Before passing out, he appeared and blocked whatever was happening.
“Zhongyu, I’m sorry, I should have stopped it… But I did nothing…”
Mu Jixue puzzled over what Lin Zhongyu was thinking, already in self-reproach mode. If she wore cat ears, they’d definitely droop down.
She wished Lin Zhongyu would scold her or blame her; it might make her feel better. But she knew Lin Zhongyu was extremely kind.
As expected, Lin Zhongyu patted Mu Jixue’s youthful cheek. “It’s okay, Snowy. You didn’t act because you’re soon joining Xuantian Sect, don’t want any trouble, it might ruin your future.”
“But…”
“How could I blame you? If today you were causing trouble and I couldn’t help, wouldn’t you blame me?”
Hearing this, Mu Jixue shook her head instantly. “How could I? I don’t wish to see you hurt.”
Lin Zhongyu smiled. “That settles it; I think the same.”
Their foreheads brushed lightly, almost touching. They could feel each other’s breath.
“We’re best sisters,” Ling Zhongyu said.
Mu Jixue felt warmth spread through her, holding Lin Zhongyu’s hand tightly.
“Always,” Mu Jixue agreed.
Suddenly remembering something, Mu Jixue attempted to hug Lin Zhongyu again.
However, Lin Zhongyu pushed away gently, sitting up and focusing on the bright light in her eyes.
“Snowy, where is the person who saved me?”
