The Marriage of an Esteemed Supreme Healer, a Noble Ruler
Chapter 634 - SufferingChapter 634: Suffering
The moment Meng Jing posed that question, everyone else looked over in unison, their eyes shining with curiosity. It was a burning question in everyone’s hearts.
They saw Qiang Wanzhou dealing two attacks to his opponent at the very least. But when it came to Chu Liuyue’s end, the match was over with her emerging as the winner before they knew it.
Other than the completed Xuan formation on the black stone slab—which proved that she had indeed won with her own capabilities—nobody saw how her victory came about. This explained why Meng Jing would so agitatedly ask one question after another.
Chu Liuyue stopped and turned her head to smirk at him. “Because I’m capable.”
Meng Jing and everyone else were rendered speechless.
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Ye Ranran tugged at Lu Zhiyao’s sleeve and whispered, “Senior, won’t Liuyue come off a little arrogant this way?”
Hearing that, Ye Ranran nodded in understanding. “That makes sense! Isn’t Meng Jing the most outstanding Xuan Master in Jiu Xing Alliance? But he lost to Liuyue in the end, so that title must be fake.”
“Tsk, did the match even last for five minutes just now? I don’t think it did, right? It’s a good thing that Meng Jing didn’t bother to sit down. It’d be quite troublesome if he had to stand up again the moment he sat.”
“On top of that, he even dared to accuse Liuyue of cheating. We have so many people watching here. Does he think that everyone is blind?”
“From what I see, he’s a narrow-minded person!”
“Wanzhou is really capable too! He defeated his opponent in just two moves! Both of them are stage-six warriors, but why is there such a huge difference in their capabilities?”
One by one, the rest of Chong Xu Cabinet’s disciples joined in the conversation and spoke their minds. With just a few sentences, they criticized Meng Jing from top to bottom and inside to out. Not even Jiu Xing Alliance—the sect he belonged to—was spared.
Jiu Xing Alliance’s members used to mock and ridicule them, but they could finally hold their heads high now.
…
He then took a quick glance at Zhang Hua, whose face had anger written all over it as expected. He immediately lowered his head, made his way back to his clan, and stood in front of Zhang Hua, his face full of guilt. “I apologize for my incompetence—”
“Since you know that you’re incompetent, hurry up and make yourself scarce! Don’t be an eyesore here!” It was only natural that Zhang Hua—who was currently in a raging mood—spoke harshly.
Having never been reprimanded in public, mixed emotions surfaced on Meng Jing’s face. Hanging his head low, he suppressed his tumultuous feelings and murmured, “…Yes.”
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He then quickly retreated.
As the other disciple who had lost to Qiang Wanzhou returned with his tail between his legs, Zhang Hua’s mood plummeted even further, which was only natural for anyone experiencing two consecutive losses. The point was that they had suffered crushing defeats.
The two disciples flinched in unison as they immediately replied, “We got it!”
…
When Chu Liuyue walked over to Qiang Wanzhou’s side, she noticed that he was still wiping his sword and that he looked somewhat upset. “Why do you seem unhappy even after winning the competition, Little Zhou?”
“That’s not it.” Qiang Wanzhou finally ceased his actions and looked up at her. There was a hint of embarrassment on the teenager’s pretty face. “…He dirtied my sword.”
She was caught between laughter and tears. “Since it’s a sword, it’ll surely be stained with blood at some point.”
Qiang Wanzhou silently looked away. Knowing that Chu Liuyue had gone through a lot to refine the sword yet still gave it to him, he treasured it dearly despite his calm exterior. This was why he didn’t let the sword touch his opponent at first, although it was still stained with blood in the end.
A warm current flowed into Chu Liuyue’s heart. “Little Zhou, I meant to give this sword to you in the first place. Knowing that you treasure it so much, what I experienced before… is nothing.”