Uneven Fight! Against the Red Mask! (Part 2)

Of course, everything that had happened to the people from the Sword of Light couldn't be hidden from Mingyue. And of course, Mingyue had watched how her prank worked - unfortunately, even though the reaction from one of them was funny, only one person fell for it.

But even so, Mingyue enjoyed the reaction.

"Should I help her, or should I follow those group of bastards?" Xiao Jing asked for Mingyue's decision. After realizing that Liao Yun appeared at the wrong time, Mingyue didn't know whether she should laugh or cry.

Like what Mingyue asked earlier, Xiao Jing never made any move, only watched from the sideline. From the start until now. But, faced with this kind of situation, it was up to Mingyue's decision - whether to help Liao Yun or chase after the group of Sword of Light. . . or perhaps, Mingyue wouldn't choose any.

"No need. I will group up with little Yun anyway, so just look after her along with that girl." Mingyue made her decision. Chasing after the Sword of Light's people wasn't her first priority.

". . . Fine."

Xiao Jing's confirmation calmed Mingyue down. As long as Xiao Jing was there, the worst case of scenario wouldn't happen.

Mingyue yawned hard and rubbed her eyes, as if she just woke up from her light nap. It was not as fluffy as her usual sleep, but there was a sweet fragrance, like a tulip flower's fragrance lingered around – as if hypnotizing her to continue her sleep.

It was a devil's bewitchment!

"Ah? Are you awake?"

A gentle voice along with a warm hand stroked her head, making Mingyue had a hard time to fully open her eyes.

"Mmn~ ?"

Mingyue turned her head upward to see a woman with a gentle smile was smiling at her. From her eye's view along with the other party's position, it looked like she had been sleeping on the other party's soft thigh – the so-called lap-pillow.

Even though it was not as comfortable as sleeping with Xiao Wu, it was a different sensation and experience. Moreover, she didn't hate it.

"Sleep more, okay?" The other party, Peng Zhen chuckled while she continued her humming a lullaby.

Shaking her head, Mingyue refused as she raised and stretched her body. "Cannot sleep too much, or I will be a pig."

As if saying that as her chant, Mingyue's whole body refreshed. It was still the same place as last time, a not-big room, but a ball of light swept away the darkness of the room. Even though the light was not bright, it was many times better than the Light Stick in Zheng Zhanglie's hand.

Peng Zhen was giving Mingyue a lap-pillow while Xiao Wu was circling both Peng Zhen and Xiao Wu. There were only walls, some rubbles and a hole which was used by Mingyue. . . but. . .

Blinking her eyes in confusion after looking left and right, Mingyue asked, "Where is baddie? Has he ran away?"

Her question was shot at Xiao Wu, it was her intention. But because of a slight dizziness, she asked it from her mouth, making Peng Zhen heard the question and slight blush embraced her cheeks.

"Ah, he roamed around that hole. I think he is searching for some way out." Peng Zhen answered naturally, not being concerned about her personal experience with Zheng Zhanglie earlier. "He should return anytime soon."

Ever since letting Mingyue slept on her lap, Zheng Zhanglie decided to leave in order to escape the awkward atmosphere and Peng Zhen didn't say anything at him.

Because of that, Peng Zhen had a lot of personal time to think about. About what she wanted to do, about her decision, also her mistake. She also still didn't know what to do about Zheng Zhanglie, about his advance, and the event which had transpired between Zheng Zhanglie and her. She was akin to a lost child wandered in a busy market.

It was not about her decision, but what she wished.

Did she wish for a man to lean on? Or did she wish to be a strong woman without leaning all of her self into someone?

No, it was impossible for someone to be strong, very strong without the need to be alone. Even her current situation was the same. Even though she wanted to be strong enough to roam around the world, she had to depend on her best friend and her best friend's brother.

Not only her but also the little girl (Mingyue) had her group, covering her weakness to move forward. Even if someone was a strong warrior, it was not enough. Even if someone was a peerless healer, it was still not enough.

Even if it was a hero, he or she would have his or her own team.

But even so, even if it was a foolish wish, she didn't want to lean on someone. Standing tall even in front of the unknown, never cowering in front of the strong.

That was her wish.

Hence, she wouldn't say anything about Zheng Zhanglie's advance toward her, but also she had to put a clear line between him and her. If Zheng Zhanglie truly only had her in his heart, perhaps he would be able to wait for another few years, or maybe for another few decades. No one knew how long, but if his word was not a lie, after those many years – after she roamed around the world and was finding a place to settle down – perhaps at that time, she would entrust her every self into him, to the man who proclaimed that he loved her no matter what.

If one day that man found another love, it would be good for him. She wouldn't question him as she would just move forward, fulfilling her dream.

And it was her choice, and also her determination.

"Heee. . ." Mingyue rubbed her chin as she realized her slip of a tongue. But since it was nothing of importance, she didn't say anything else.

After some time, Zheng Zhanglie returned along with two intruders. It was a man and a child intruder. Both were covered in dust, proving that both had been smashing the wall. Maybe that was the reason why Zheng Zhanglie could find both a man and a child in the place Mingyue roamed around.

"Ah. Smelly tofu, what are you doing here?" Mingyue asked in an irritated tone. Having one was already bad enough, not to mention a pair. But seeing the unharmed Song Qi lifted her mood again.

"Uhuk, uhuk. . . Little Yue, can you be not so fierce?" With wry smile pasted on his face, Fu Tao looked around the place as if searching for someone. But how could Mingyue not understand?

"She is not here, you know." With a simple sentence, Mingyue shattered his hope. "If you want to go to her, let's go now. Don't waste any more time."

Zheng Zhanglie and Peng Zhen didn't understand what Mingyue meant, but both thought that Mingyue had already found a way out of this place. Meanwhile, Fu Tao's mind was occupied with Liao Yun, not caring about anything else.

Mingyue stood up. But when she moved a few steps, she froze on the spot with horror looks. Staring at Song Qi, she felt as if she was in a dream.

[I- Impossible!]

[How. . . How can his height be in the same height as mine?] Narrowing her eyes toward Song Qi, Mingyue was making sure that her eyes were not wrong.

When the first time Song Qi awakened, Mingyue had noted on his height, and she believed that she was taller than Song Qi. It was her only sore spot – didn't like losing out. But at present, she was defeated without any retaliation.

[It is only a few days! A few days, not a few months! How can his height soars like that!] Mingyue wanted to cry, but no tears flowed. In the end, she could only swallow her exasperation – there was nothing she could do.

Maybe, maybe it was her fate.

Sighing along with her gaze full of sadness, Mingyue just pouted as she led the way out – following along her trails before toward Trial of the King's treasure room. Of course, there were boulders and rubbles covering the hole, thus Mingyue left the dirty job to Fu Tao. In the end, all of them except Mingyue lent their hands.

The atmosphere was peaceful as they cooperated with each other until they left the hole, but not for long.

After went out of the hole, Mingyue and companies arrived at the earlier treasure room. But in this place, there was nothing except for some human-shaped statues and hand-shaped statue – four finger except for the middle finger was crushed.

Yep, it was the original place of the gaudy gauntlet, and Mingyue herself was the main reason of the four crushed fingers here. After this place was cleaned out, with nothing left behind.

Mingyue who mounted on Xiao Wu led the way, toward Liao Yun's location. As their distance was narrowed, a faint light could be seen from her position.

"That's right, that's right. Little Yun is fighting something." Mingyue murmured, but loud enough for Fu Tao.

Remembering Liao Yun's fierceness when he was whacking people of the Lin Family along with her reluctance of someone disturbed her fight, Fu Tao calmed himself while he assured himself.

And if he disturbed the fight or even annoyed Liao Yun, he didn't want to think about the consequence.

[No worry, no worry. Poor guy, how can he offend little ancestor. Perhaps, little Yun doesn't break any sweat at all and nag that she didn't have enough exercise. Rest in peace, poor guy.] Staring upward with a gaze full of pity, Fu Tao prayed for the other party's safety and well-being.

It was weird, but Fu Tao sympathized since he understood very well on Liao Yun's prowess. He was the one who understood her strength and ability, and he believed that she would never lose – no matter what.

While Fu Tao was wishing for anyone who was fighting with Liao Yun, Mingyue dropped another bomb.

Pointing at one direction with a very faint light, Mingyue added, "Ah, that's right. She is losing out. Not only she is in disadvantage, she is going to be outnumbered-"

"LITTLE YUUUUUUUN. . . . ."

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