Li Nao only heard from his disciple that there was a commotion here. After coming out to stop it, he didn't expect to see the man who suddenly appeared that night. Just recalling that scene, Li Nao's heart skipped a beat when he saw Long Mo, and his legs involuntarily went weak.
He twitched the corners of his mouth. The words he originally wanted to scold Shu Yue with were swallowed back when he saw Long Mo. He swallowed hard, and his voice trembled: "Why are you here?"
He tried his best to maintain the posture of the sect leader, but in front of this man, he had to yield to his powerful aura.
Long Mo cast a disdainful glance and said indifferently, his voice as cold as ice: "It's none of your business. I'll leave after I send her here. I won't stay in this shabby place for even a minute."
Then he turned to look at Shu Yue. His eyes and tone became extremely gentle and calm: "Go in first. Remember to call me if you have anything. You must protect yourself."
His gaze was so gentle that the radiance lingering in his eyes was undeniably brilliant. Shu Yue suddenly shifted her gaze and coughed lightly: "I know. You should go back quickly too."
With that, she turned around and hurriedly walked into the gate.
Long Mo watched her back fade away until it disappeared from his sight. Only then did he shift his attention to Li Nao.
Li Nao felt goosebumps all over his body under this gaze. He was afraid of the cold and sinister light in those eyes and the natural kingly aura of this man.
He took a step back bit by bit because this cold man was approaching step by step until he had nowhere to retreat.
"What, what are you doing?"
He saw the man's lips curl up slightly in a cold arc. It was very cold but quickly disappeared, replaced by a freezing coldness.
Suddenly, he felt his neck being grabbed by a cold hand. The hand was so strong that it took away his breath. His feet gradually left the ground, and his brain began to lack oxygen. He looked down in panic.
"Let, let go..." At the moment of struggling on the verge of death, he saw that this extremely handsome face was filled with coldness. His heart felt suspended in mid - air, and he was panicked and at a loss.
It seemed that he saw the God of Death smiling strangely and waving at him, just like the careless smile of this man.
"Are you the leader of the Kunshan School?"
"Yes, I am..."
"You don't seem to like Shu Yue very much." His voice was calm, as if he was discussing the weather, but the strength of his hand increased with the cold light in his eyes.
In order to survive, Li Nao quickly denied it: "No, I don't..."
"Good. I'll trust you for now. But remember, if I find out that you hurt Shu Yue again, I'll tear you to pieces and feed you to the dogs. Do you understand?"
His low voice was very calm, so calm that the coldness invaded people's souls. His blue eyes were as cold and emotionless as ice, except for the overly beautiful coldness, there was nothing else.
Li Nao was naturally timid and afraid of death. After hearing such a calm but creepy warning, his whole body trembled.
"Under, understand. Can you let go now?"
There was a longing for life in his turbid eyes, as well as an unchanging fear of this man.
"Very good. From today on, I'll be watching you in the dark. If I find out that you break your promise, your life will be over."
"I, I understand. I won't dare again..."
Long Mo was very satisfied to see him compromise bitterly. Suddenly, he loosened his hand and looked down at this humble mortal cowering in fear.
"Cough, cough..." Li Nao finally could breathe. He leaned on the ground and kept covering his chest and coughing.
At the same time, he shrank back, afraid that Long Mo would suddenly attack again. Although he was still unwilling and resentful in his heart that he had been oppressed like this for the first time in his life.
Long Mo cast a cold and disdainful glance, casually left a sentence, and disappeared with a blue glow: "If you want to live, you'd better behave yourself."
After the light and shadow dissipated, while trying to calm his breath, Li Nao's brown pupils were filled with hatred and gritted his teeth and whispered: "I will never let you go."
At this moment, Shu Yue quietly sneaked back to the wing - room. She couldn't wait to see Shu Yao. But when she opened the door, she didn't see that familiar beautiful figure.
Afraid that something might happen to Shu Yao, she ran out to look for him. Walking and walking, she actually found him by the Huanxi Stream of the Kunshan School.
After only one night, it seemed like three autumns had passed. She was glad that she could see that figure in red clothes fluttering in the wind again, and could see his peerless elegance and extremely beautiful appearance again.
But the back sitting by the stream was thin, weak, and accompanied by a lonely and distressing feeling.
She walked over quietly, taking very light and slow steps. She wanted to give him a surprise, but when she was almost there, she faintly heard a weak sobbing sound: "Shu Yue, where on earth are you?"
This choking voice was the first time Shu Yue had heard. It was like a child abandoned by the whole world, and loneliness and helplessness were scattered on that thin back.
And this lost sobbing was actually for herself. Shu Yue suddenly felt that even if she had died in Li Nao's hands that day, she would have no regrets.
At least, her father cared so much about her.
She leaned forward. Her whole shadow was reflected in the water, floating. She could clearly see Shu Yao's worried face.
At this time, Shu Yao casually looked up and saw a handsome man reflected in the stream. He was as unruly and gentle as ever, and the smile on his lips was always as bright as ever.
Was this an illusion? Shu Yao shook his head, thinking that it must be an illusion caused by his concern for Shu Yue.
But this smile was so real. Thinking of this, he tentatively stretched out his finger and gently touched the water surface. After the shadow rippled for a while, it still really existed.
"Dad, it's me." Suddenly, a very gentle voice echoed from behind, which made Shu Yao tremble all over. He suddenly turned around and indeed clearly saw the man who worried and concerned him.
But the clearer it was, the less he dared to believe it. One second he was still worrying about where she was, and the next second she appeared beside him.
"Shu Yue?"
"Yes, it's me, Dad."
"Is it really you?"
Shu Yue smiled helplessly, reached out and pulled Shu Yao into her arms, wrapped him with her warm breath, rubbed his shoulder and neck, and murmured: "Do you believe it now?"
Shu Yao really felt the warm breath in his ear, the familiar man's aura, and this broad embrace. He was so greedy for them.
Suddenly afraid of losing, Shu Yao suddenly reached out and hugged her. Out of worry, he angrily hit her on the back: "Where have you been all night? Why did you come back now!"
"Ouch... Dad, don't touch." Shu Yue quickly pushed him away and couldn't help laughing. This dad probably didn't know that these few punches happened to hit her wound.
It had to be said that although Shu Yao looked quite thin, his punches still hurt.
Seeing Shu Yue frowning tightly, Shu Yao's heart skipped a beat. There were still tears on his face: "What, what's wrong with you?"