Chapter 22 - Dual Sword Practice (1/2)

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“You…”

In the next moment, in the dark cave.

The man’s bright chest was half-hidden by the slightly-opened fabric.

The man felt the woman’s slender and fair hand trembling in front of him. Then, he grabbed the woman’s wrist.

Mu Yao looked up in surprise. “What are you doing?”

It was only then that the man finally realized what had happened. The corners of his lips curled up and there was a hint of anger in his deep voice. “What I’m doing? It’s useless to jump directly to the final step of the Hehuan Swordsmanship techniques.”

Mu Yao lowered her eyes, her long eyelashes fluttering under the faint light.

The man felt the woman’s upper body trembling slightly.

Mu Yao lowered her head.

The man could clearly see that the woman was trembling on his lap.

‘Is she crying? No way!’ The man gulped and looked at the woman worriedly. “Hey, are you okay?”

Mu Yao said nothing.

The man moved closer carefully and his voice softened. “Woman, it’s my fault. I was too fierce.”

Bang!

The man felt as if the top of his head had exploded.

As Mu Yao stared at the man, she smacked his head, and a loud sound resonated within the cave.

“If I didn’t have to leave the cave, I would have stabbed you to death! If you know that it’s useless to jump to the last step, why did you do that to me seven days ago? Besides, do you know how worried I was when I saw you not moving for the past seven days? Every day, I was afraid that you would never wake up again. If that happened, what would happen to me? What would happen to the soldiers who died for me?” Mu Yao shuddered even harder as she spoke.

Tears fell uncontrollably from her big eyes, and even her voice started to tremble. The man knew that she was crying, as her sobs echoed in the cave.

Mu Yao had no idea what was wrong with her. She felt as though she had held it in for a long time, and the grievances that she had been suppressing in her heart suddenly poured out all at once.

Over the past seven days, Mu Yao felt as if she had been forgotten by the world. What would she do if she could not get out of the cave?

The only thing she cared about was the unconscious man. But day after day, the man remained in the same position, showing no signs of waking up. That terrified her.

She even started to console herself that it would be alright, and that Xiaohuo would wake up. However, every time Mu Yao opened her eyes the next day, she would see the motionless man again.

The determination in her heart was collapsing bit by bit.

Finally, he had woken up today. That had finally caused her to break down.

The man panicked when he saw the woman sobbing. This was the first time he had seen the woman so fragile ever since he had gotten to know her.

“Don’t cry,” he tried to comfort her.

Mu Yao felt as if her acupoints had been opened and she couldn’t hold her tears back.

The man raised his hand and put it down before stretching it out again. His hands were at a loss as he looked at the woman’s trembling body.

He wanted to hug her, but didn’t dare to reach out for her.

“Please don’t cry anymore. I’m begging you. I never ever beg anyone.”

However, Mu Yao showed no signs of stopping.