The Unique Guardian Beast Master in Cultivation World - Chapter 534: 316: What my sister has, I want too
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Chapter 534: Chapter 316: What my sister has, I want too
“This…”
Feng Qing’an stammered, unsure of how to respond at the moment. He wished to answer Nan Ge’s question. He felt no guilt in betraying Dong Huang’s whereabouts at this point.
After all, Dong Huang lacked loyalty. Despite knowing Nan Ge had intruded, he only cared for himself, leaving Feng Qing’an behind to face Nan Ge’s accusations. All while ignoring his plight, despite his hard efforts.
But the issue was precisely that. He couldn’t discern the sovereign’s location. Even with the help of the soul contract, it was inconsistent, forward then backward, left then right, like the sovereign was frantically tearing apart space and wandering aimlessly.
“Feng Qing’an, what did you do with my sister?”
Nan Ge approached the disheveled bed and looked at Feng Qing’an lying on it. Awkward whether to stand or sit, he just remained frozen. Her usually soft voice had turned somewhat sharp.
“…
At this question, the exasperated Feng Qing’an chose to respond in silence. His gaze met the glaring girl’s, and he maintained a calm demeanor, his eyes deep.
He thought it wasn’t his fault. Despite his unwillingness, and his current state, none of the clothing on him was removed by himself.
“Feng Qing’an, why aren’t you speaking?”
The closer she got to Feng Qing’an, the more she could sense a mixture of her sister’s and his scent, almost indistinguishable from each other.
Nan Ge felt as if her most cherished possession had been stolen by the person she valued most. Overwhelming regret and bitterness flooded her heart like a bursting dam.
“What can I say in my current state?”
Feng Qing’an helplessly shrugged his hands. In his current state, no amount of explanations would help his cause. He had no choice but to hold still, watch himself be discarded, and then be caught red-handeded by the arriving Nan Ge. What was there to explain?
“…
Seeing Feng Qing’an already resigned to his fate, the bitterness in Nan Ge’s heart exploded, and tears welled up in her clear eyes. This left Feng Qing’an, who had been indifferent tripping on his words,
“Why are you crying?”
“Feng Qing’an!”
Nan Ge at the bedside, pushed the sitting Feng Qing’an back down and buried her face in his chest. He could feel cold droplets falling on his chest, leaving him mute.
Feng Qing’an started reflecting if he had been too harsh on Nan Ge. However, after a few moments of contemplation, he shook off all his thoughts. What was there to reflect on? Dong Huang was the one who should be reflecting.
“Feng Qing’an!”
The girl repeated his name, and Feng Qing’an could feel her grip around his arm increasing, as if she was trying to shatter him and hold him close to her.
“Hmmm!”
Despite his unusually large size, the pressure was starting to get to him, Feng Qing’an hastily responded.
“I’m here, I’ve always been here, stop crying! Haven’t you already planned this with your sister? What are you upset about now? Weren’t you mentally prepared for this?”
He knew all her actions and even had a hint of her thoughts. Now he realized, he still did not understand a girl’s mind. It was too complicated.
“But, Feng Qing’an, didn’t I meet you first? Wasn’t I the first one to know you? If it weren’t for me, my sister wouldn’t have met you!”
“Yes, indeed we were the first to meet.”
Feng Qing’an recognized this. Meeting Nan Ge gave him a boost in his spiritual practice like a rocket igniting in flight.
“We met first, but why did you choose my sister in the end? Shouldn’t you have come to me first if you wanted anything?”
The girl vented her confusion and bitterness to the boy, utterly puzzled.
“Nan Ge ah!”
The boy let out a sigh, raised his head and looked up. His face showed an age-inappropriate vicissitude,
“Why do you think I had any say when I faced your sister? I couldn’t even decide the position on the bed.”
“…..”
Hearing Feng Qing’an’s words, Nan Ge was taken aback, then considered it. Should her sister want something, Feng Qing’an really would not have the chance to refuse.
“See, Nan Ge, we should be reasonable. Even if you want to blame someone, it should be your sister. I’m innocent!”
Feng Qing’an hugged the girl with her soft and boneless body, gently stroking her back, soothing her sad and wronged heart.
“I can’t find my sister now!”
“Even if you can’t find her, asking me is useless. After all, you guys are one of the same.”
“I don’t care, I want compensation!”
“Go ask your sister.”
“I want compensation from you!”
“What can I possibly give you?”
“I want everything my sister has.”