Tang Fei’s eyes widened as he looked towards Phoenix.
This woman... what was she trying to do?
Was she actually about to kiss him voluntarily?
What did she think of him?
As if possessed by a demon, Tang Fei reached out his hand...
Tang Fei’s hand blocked Phoenix’s oncoming lips, and Phoenix ended up kissing the palm of his hand.
Now it was Phoenix’s turn to gaze wide-eyed at Tang Fei...
"What is this guy doing?"
"Does he know how much courage it takes to do something ..."
"This is my first kiss... How did it just go to the palm of his hand..."
Tang Fei knew Phoenix was angry, if he were a girl, he would definitely be angry about being rejected too.
He felt very flustered, his mind was a complete mess.
He had never experienced anything , nor did he have any experience dealing with it.
He looked at Phoenix and hurriedly tried to explain, "I haven’t brushed my teeth..."
Phoenix let go of Tang Fei’s neck and then turned around to look at the distant lake and the crowds flashing across the ice surface.
The cold wind howled, snow flurried.
But Phoenix’s face was even whiter and colder than the snow...
"Maybe..." Tang Fei looked at Phoenix and said, "Shall we try again?"
Phoenix jumped down from the hood of the car, opened the door, and got in, saying, "I’m going home."
Then, she started the car and drove away.
"Hey, hey... I haven’t gotten on the car yet," Tang Fei called out.
Unfortunately, the car was already far away, and Phoenix did not hear Tang Fei’s call.
Perhaps she heard it but pretended she didn’t.
Tang Fei watched the black silhouette of the car disappear into the snowstorm, sighed heavily, his complexion turned dull and dim.
He couldn’t overcome the hurdle in his heart.
In the past, this would have been a dream come true.
In countless dreams, he had kissed Phoenix dozens, even hundreds of times, and had even done more intense things...
He had always fantasized, how wonderful it would be if all this were real.
If it happened in reality, would Phoenix’s lips be as soft and sweet as in the dream?
However, ever since the old man told him about his background, he had faced a deep-seated hurdle.
His parents and family had been burned to death on the Emperor’s orders, and yet Phoenix was the Little Princess of the Phoenix Empire...
He didn’t know how to face Phoenix.
Ignoring the vengeance of his family’s annihilation and pretending nothing had happened was beyond him.
Yet, the idea of becoming enemies with Phoenix, fighting to the death, was also something he didn’t want...
A tangled, painful, complex, and twisted state of mind and emotions.
He didn’t know whether to move forward or step back in his relationship with Phoenix, he didn’t know whether to accept or reject.
He wanted to accept, to move forward.
Yet reality was so cruel...
When he and the old man initiated their revenge plan, when he lifted his sword to kill her family, what would he do with this love?
The truer the love now, the deeper the hurt later.
Tang Fei had never been in love, but he understood this principle.
So, when Phoenix took the initiative to kiss him, he involuntarily reached out his hand...
Indecisive in his heart, he chose to reject.
In the wilderness, amidst strong winds and heavy snow.
Yet Tang Fei felt no chill at all. He took off the ice boots from his hands and slung them over his shoulder.
Then, step by step, he walked back in the direction from which they had come.
Sky Mirror was far from Phoenix City. It had taken them a long time to drive there, but this was not a challenge for Tang Fei.
He was accustomed to walking in the Old Land, having traversed the vast Mount Hate countless times.
He could endure physical exhaustion, but the weariness of heart was inescapable.
That sense of fatalism, with no way out and nowhere to run, was truly despairing.
The heavens were vast, the earth expansive, as if he were the only person in the whole world.
At that moment, Tang Fei suddenly sensed danger.
His frequent encounters with various mutant beasts had honed his extraordinary sense of crisis.
Tang Fei stopped, dropped the ice skates from his shoulder to the ground, and called out, "Since you’re here, why not come out and meet?"
From the reeds beside him emerged a middle-aged man dressed in white.
His footsteps were silent, leaving no trace on the snowy ground. This was the state of Yin Yang Qi, smooth and restrained to perfection, with all energy circulating internally, no trace of leakage or waste.
He held a slender, pitch-black sword, evidently a cultivator adept in the use of cold weapons.
His face was pale and beardless, his eyes indifferent. He himself was like an unsheathed sword, emitting an extreme coldness.
The man looked at Tang Fei and said, "No wonder you’ve made such a big name for yourself in New Star right after your arrival. It seems you indeed have some extraordinary aspects... My Turtle Extreme Skill is already over seventy percent developed, able to transform into formlessness, blending into the landscape... How did you discover me?"
"If I say it’s a hunter’s intuition, would you believe it?" Tang Fei asked with a smile.
He sized up the stranger and said, "I’m certain I don’t know you, and we’ve never crossed paths... Are you here at this hour on someone else’s behalf?"
New Star was truly dangerous. Just a moment alone, and trouble knocked on the door.
If only he had known, he would’ve let Phoenix have her kiss to fulfill her carnal desires, the two sparking a passionate romance, and then driven home together...
Through this ordeal, Tang Fei realized two lessons:
First, never easily refuse a woman’s kiss.
Second, if there’s a car, drive, don’t walk.
"That’s right," the man in white nodded. "Someone wants your head, so they sent me to take a trip."
"From the murderous aura you emit, I know I’m no match for you. As someone who’s about to die, could you tell me who wants my head?" Tan Fei asked earnestly.
"Even in death, I’d prefer to be an enlightened ghost..."
The man in white looked emotionlessly at Tang Fei and said, "Assassins cannot reveal their clients’ information, it’s the rule... Besides, I’m not concerned with who wants your head. I only know to take the money, to eliminate the disaster for others..."
"That’s truly regrettable," Tang Fei sighed lightly, asking, "What then may I call you? At least let me know... in whose hands I’m to die?"
"Wuyou Palace. Ling Yunxiao," the man in white said solemnly.
Tang Fei looked at the man in white in surprise and said, "A thousand miles of ice, ten thousand miles of blood drift. The Extreme Cold Sword, Ling Yunxiao?"
The man in white looked at Tang Fei in surprise and said, "You know of me?"
"Three Sabers, Three Swords, three fools; who in the Cultivation World doesn’t know of your great fame?" Tang Fei said with a smile. "Besides, I have quite a history with your Wuyou Palace and naturally have done some research on you..."