There Isn’t Much Time Left for the Girl
There Isn’t Much Time Left for the Girl
"We can found another sect. It doesn’t matter if we have to temporarily give the sect up!" Ba Qianjun laughed, "Besides... we can come back when things cool down! Now, the whole Moon Saber Sect shall follow your orders."
The sect was not important. Nothing would be more important than helping him recover from the injury caused by the heavenly tribulation.
With a slight nod, Young Master Hai left the great hall of Moon Saber Sect.
The strange smile in his eyes had disappeared. He looked exactly like a handsome young man with an elegant demeanor in the eyes of the disciples.
A female cultivator in the distance quickly swept over to Young Master Hai and stopped beside him while blushing. "Elder Hai, all our disciples have packed up. All objects that can be taken away from the sect have been prepared for transport. Some items that cannot be taken away have been hidden in a secret place in the depths of the sect.
"Very good, Elder Yao Yan. Relay my order, all disciples of Moon Saber Sect shall assemble here in an hour. We're going to move from here to 'Lan Yuan Valley' by tonight, and then, we’ll stay there for some time," Young Master Hai said softly as he stroked the longsword hanging on his waist.
"Yes, I'll go arrange it." Yao Yan nodded slightly.
She left reluctantly to arrange for the assembling of the disciples.
Young Master Hai was standing high, looking down at the busy disciples below. The strange smile showed again in his eyes.
At this time, a small cloud of black smoke suddenly appeared from his sleeve. The smoke laughed grimly, "Haha, Elder Hai, you are such a lady-killer. I think this Elder Yao of Moon Saber Sect has fallen love with you. With a word from you, she will throw herself on you willingly even if you want to suck up her cultivation energy and strength, right? "
"Do you think that’s what I want, Demon Monarch Anzhi? "Young Master Hai smiled.
"Haha." The black smoke laughed evilly, just loud enough for Young Master Hai to hear.
"Demon Monarch, now I need you to do me a favor," Young Master Hai said softly. "Your real body has arrived at Jiangnan, right? Would you please help me catch the girl of Su Clan?"
"Leave it to me. It’s a piece of cake." The smoke in the sleeve laughed.
"Thank you." Young Master Hai said.
"I’m doing it for my own sake." The smoke in the sleeve quieted down.
He reached out into the sky and grasped gently, looking as if he would fly into the sky and turn into an immortal any moment. Seeing his elegant posture, some female cultivators of Moon Saber Sect had their eyes blur.
At this time, the melody of ‘Mountain Stream’ sounded just in time. This melody was like Young Master Hai’s BGM, further setting off his immortal-like demeanor.
Young Master Hai withdrew his palms and took out something from his white robe—an iPhone of the same model with Sect Master Ba Qianjun’s—and clicked on the screen.
A cold, unsentimental female voice rang out, "Elder Hai, I’ve found Su Clan’s Seven."
"Good, use all means available to delay him, the longer the better." Young Master Hai said gently.
"Yes, Elder. Even at the cost of my life, I will get the job done." The woman's voice was still cold but determined.
"No... I want you to come back alive. Your life is more important to me than the task. Be sure to come back alive." Young Master Hai said softly.
"Yes, Elder Hai." With a trembling voice, the woman on the other side of the phone hung up.
"Hahaha." Young Master Hai put away his cell phone.
Everything was ready now.
All that was left was to wait for the right time to draw in the net!
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Time flew.
It was 1:30 in the afternoon.
Song Shuhang frowned. Senior Northern River said Su Clan’s Seven would arrive here in ten minutes. Why hasn’t he arrived yet?
In contrast, Sixteen looked quite pleased. She wished Seven wouldn’t come here.
After nesting on sofa for more than half an hour, she had finally suppressed her injury. No longer pale, her little face turned ruddy.
"Well, Shuhang, you said that you know how to find out the identity of the assassin, right?" Sixteen looked at Song Shuhang, full of anticipation.
"I’ve got a clue. With it, I should be able to discover the identity of the assassin. But... I have something to do. Let’s get down to it this evening, shall we?" Song Shuhang replied.
Seven hadn’t shown up yet, but he couldn’t wait any longer. He had to sign in for the attendance in the driving school at about two o 'clock in the afternoon, and then, he had to send Zhao Yaya to the train station.
He turned on his cell phone and called out to Northern River’s Loose Cultivator again in Nine Provinces Number One Group.
However, Northern River’s Loose Cultivator didn’t respond to him.
"What are you gonna do?" Su Clan’s Sixteen sat up and said, "Seven hasn’t come yet. Let’s go finish your business first. Anyway, you can get in touch with Seven at any time through Nine Provinces Number One Group!"
"No, you'll have to wait here for Senior Seven, and I'll do what I have to do!" Song Shuhang refused seriously.
Who was she kidding! If he was going to send Zhao Yaya to the station together with Sixteen, God knew what would happen to his life!
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It was two o'clock in the afternoon.
Long-faced, Song Shuhang was signing in his attendance at the driving school.
Then, he turned his head and looked behind him.
More than ten meters away, Su Clan’s Sixteen made eye contact with him, then snorted coldly and turned away.
Song Shuhang smiled bitterly.
What could he do? She had legs and she could walk. She followed him all the way here and Song Shuhang could do nothing about it.
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Seventeen minutes past two o’clock.
Song Shuhang returned to the hospital to send Zhao Yaya to the train station.
He turned around only to see Su Clan’s Sixteen was still following him over ten meters away.
With an eye contact, she snorted again and turned away.
God, what’s going on here?!
To his surprise, Zhao Yaya didn't ask much today. She just asked him to help carry two small bags, and then they walked to the subway together.
Zhao Yaya could take the subway to the train station, and take the bullet train at 3 pm to go back home.
"Is the girl behind you your girlfriend?" asked Zhao Yaya, holding down her voice.
"No, she's a junior of a friend of mine. I also only came to know her today." Song Shuhang answered in a low voice.
"I got it." Zhao Yaya nodded and remained silent.
After Song Shuhang sent her to the subway, she gently patted him on the shoulder. "I won't ask you why you took her away from the hospital. But... there isn’t much time left for the girl. Spend time with her and try to make her happy when you’ve got the time. Fulfill her last wishes. Anyway, that's what you're good at."
"Eh?" Song Shuhang didn’t know how to reply.
"It seems that you are being difficult with each other. Do what she wants. After all, she is young and still not sensible." Zhao Yaya said earnestly.
At last, she waved her hand and boarded the subway.
Young? Not sensible? Song Shuhang turned to look at Sixteen.
Alright... Sixteen looked like a little girl due to her small figure. However, Song Shuhang was sure that she was older than him.
But, it was true that... there really wasn’t much time left for Sixteen.
With a sigh, Song Shuhang bought two ice creams from a roadside stall outside the subway.
Then, he went to Sixteen and gave her one.
"Can you eat it? Will it affect your injury?" Song Shuhang asked.
Sixteen silently took over the ice cream and licked it.
"Let's go back to the driving school. I'm going to take a driving theory exam. It will only take less than twenty minutes. Then... let's go discover the identity of the assassin." Song Shuhang said.
"Ok." Sixteen nodded, following Song Shuhang quietly.