Chapter Twenty: I Care About You

Although Zisan was injured, they were only minor wounds and nothing serious. However, prolonging the fight was not a viable solution. Seizing an opportunity to leave, Zisan did not anticipate the two of them teaming up against her.

Their magical powers were naturally inferior to Zisan's, but their combined efforts proved to be quite troublesome for her.

King Chenrui flapped his wings, creating a white light blade. As he moved towards Zisan, the light blade fused with the one formed by King Hengsong, creating an even larger blade that struck Zisan heavily.

Coughing up blood, Zisan stood up, gritting her teeth. At that moment, a gust of wind brushed past her. She reached out to grab it, but it was as slippery as an eel, impossible to hold onto.

When Zisan finally got a clear look, she saw that the Ten Thousand Demons Command was already in King Hengsong's hand. Zisan was frustrated; she hadn't even noticed when she had dropped it.

With an empty left hand, she summoned Hanlu. Grasping it firmly, she aimed at them and released the bowstring. The invisible arrow emitted a purple light, rushing towards them like lightning.

The speed of the Hanlu arrow was incredibly fast, like a bolt of lightning. In an instant, it had already hit its target, leaving the other person no time to escape before collapsing.

Zisan was astonished as she looked at the two men opposite her, equally shocked was the one who had fallen. King Chenrui never expected that King Hengsong would betray him. The arrow was originally aimed at King Hengsong, but he had pushed King Chenrui forward to take the hit instead.

King Chenrui stared at him with wide eyes, a vicious expression on his face, his mind filled with countless questions. Breathing heavily, he asked in broken sentences, "Why... why did you do this to me? I treated you as a brother. Why..."

His voice was almost a heart-wrenching scream. He genuinely regarded King Hengsong as a brother, but in the end, he was met with disdain and abandonment.

"Ah!" King Chenrui howled to the sky until his voice turned hoarse, finally collapsing in defeat.

King Hengsong's actions left Zisan in awe; it was simply unbelievable. She had once thought they were the best of brothers, but the reality was shocking.

King Hengsong betrayed King Chenrui and took the Ten Thousand Demons Command. In this world, is friendship truly so worthless? To them, is power so important?

Zisan did not immediately chase after King Hengsong. Wiping the blood from her lips, she looked at King Chenrui on the ground, her expression complex and unreadable.

After a long while, her body swayed slightly as she staggered towards King Chenrui.

"…Zisan…"

Someone suddenly called her from behind. She turned and saw it was Wuchen and Nan Xianyi. As soon as she recognized them, she blacked out.

When Zisan woke up again, she was already settled in the hut. They told her she had been unconscious for three days and nights.

Upon seeing Zisan awake, Danjun hugged her tightly as if they were very close friends.

Zisan coldly pushed her away. "Do I know you?"

The atmosphere instantly turned awkward.

"Of course you know me. Have you forgotten?" Danjun still held on to a final shred of hope, her innocent eyes staring at Zisan as if to say, "Take a good look at me. How can you not remember me?"

Zisan awkwardly averted her gaze; she truly did not remember. She met so many people every day; how could she recall them all? But seeing her innocent demeanor, Zisan couldn't bear to hurt her.

"Um… can you give me a hint?"

"Yuzhou City, Yuzhou City, remember? A demon captured me, and you rescued me."

Danjun looked as if she was about to cry from frustration. But you can't blame me for that! With so many people around, how can I remember everyone?

Hearing her words jogged Zisan's memory. She did recall such an event. It was when Hongli was causing trouble in Yuzhou City, and she had killed him, inadvertently saving Danjun's life. They had even been trapped in an array set by King Chenrui together afterward.

"Oh, I remember now. It's you. What's your name again?"

Nan Xianyi, unable to take it anymore, interjected, "Are you doing this on purpose?"

"But sister, how did you get hurt? Weren't they saying you were staying at the inn?"

Before Zisan could respond, Danjun switched topics.

Zisan remained silent, her gaze drifting to Yufu. "I…"

"She got injured on the way while encountering people from the demon clan," Nan Xianyi interrupted before Zisan could finish, adding, "Luckily, we arrived in time; otherwise, the consequences would have been unimaginable."

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After everyone had left, leaving only Zisan and Nan Xianyi, Zisan suddenly asked, "Why did you lie to them earlier?"

She felt uneasy, knowing that King Chenrui was Yufu's father and that he had died because of her. She understood the pain of losing a loved one and knew that Yufu would hate her if she found out. Though Zisan didn't care much about being hated, she could empathize with Yufu's position, seeing her as a pitiful person.

Nan Xianyi did not immediately respond to Zisan's question. He simply looked at her calmly, his gaze as still as dead water, without a ripple.

"How would you have explained it? Telling Yufu in her face that her father was killed by you?"

"Why? Why did you do it?"

His voice, though calm, carried a tone of reproach.

"Are you blaming me? Nan Xianyi, do you know what the situation was like? You only saw me kill King Chenrui, but do you know what they did to me?"

Zisan looked at Nan Xianyi, whose gaze was unfamiliar, filled with anger and disdain.

Her straightened back instantly slumped.

"In your eyes, am I just a bloodthirsty demon who kills indiscriminately?"

Her eyes were filled with longing, seeking an answer, a response that could satisfy her.

But he avoided her gaze. He said, "I don't know what kind of demon you are, but you've killed many people, haven't you?"

As he spoke, his eyes grew determined.

At that moment, the room was extraordinarily quiet, so quiet that the sound of leaves falling could be heard clearly.