With Huan'er around, their pace slowed down considerably.
At this moment, the man in front of them was clearly in an agitated state.
He took slow, deliberate steps forward.
"Zhao Shuning, why are you avoiding me?"
Wen Bo suddenly reached out and grabbed Zhao Shuning's wrist tightly. She tried to break free, but had no idea what had gotten into this man. He was using so much strength.
For the moment, she couldn't get away.
"Zhao Shuning, why are you avoiding me? Why?"
"Zhao Shuning, I thought what I felt for you was just a passing fancy. I thought I wouldn't fall for a lady like you, one so bound by etiquette. Zhao Shuning, I really thought that as long as I refused to see you, I could get rid of those strange feelings I had for you back then."
Wen Bo kept moving forward.
For every step he took, Zhao Shuning took a step back.
"Zhao Shuning, how could you be so heartless? I haven't seen you for half a year, and you didn't even try to find me."
"Master Wen, why should I look for you? There's nothing between us. We only met a few times half a year ago. That's all. We have no relationship whatsoever."
Wen Bo said, "No relationship? But Zhao Shuning, I've already told you I like you. Are you a puppet? Don't you have any feelings?"
Zhao Shuning took out a dagger expressionlessly and said, "If you don't let go, this dagger will cut your wrist. You might bleed to death."
Zhao Shuning couldn't understand why, after the way she had treated Wen Bo, he still had feelings for her.
Was there something wrong with this man's head?
The man didn't reply.
Zhao Shuning raised her hand and brought the dagger down.
The man's hand was instantly covered in blood, but he still held onto Zhao Shuning's hand tightly.
"Master Wen, are you crazy?"
The man's eyes were filled with disappointment.
"You... you really had the heart to do this?"
He let go, and his disheveled figure looked extremely dejected.
"I thought that by disappearing for half a year, I was punishing you. But it turns out that for the past six months, I've only been punishing myself."
Zhao Shuning took a step back.
She really couldn't understand why Wen Bo was acting like this.
There was never anything between them in the first place.
"Zhao Shuning, you've hurt me. Mei Niang was right. You didn't come to find me for half a year, so you clearly don't have any feelings for me. Why did I even come back?"
Zhao Shuning grabbed Huan'er's hand and ignored Wen Bo.
Wen Bo shouted from behind.
"Actually, I know everything."
"Know what?"
"I know it was you who set me up with Lin Qingying back then."
Zhao Shuning took a deep breath and turned around. "Master Wen, if you hadn't had those inappropriate thoughts about me back then, you wouldn't have fallen into that trap."
"Yes, I did it willingly."
Wen Bo smiled and stood up.
"Zhao Shuning, the first time I saw you, you were extremely beautiful, elegant and polite. I thought you were like the eldest miss of the Lin family, only knowing how to do needlework. But that day when you talked to me, discussed swordsmanship and said a lot of sarcastic things to me, although I only realized it later, I thought you were a really interesting girl from that moment on."
Zhao Shuning frowned.
Wen Bo continued, "That night, I didn't really like the Lin family. Although they gave me a lot of things, they took even more from me. But when Lin Feng said that all the maids in your courtyard had been transferred away and that if I had anything to say to you, I could just go to you. I didn't want to have too much to do with the Lin family at first, but thinking of your cute and mischievous look during the day, I somehow agreed.
"Even when I went to your room, I drank a lot of wine. It was all for..."
"Master Wen!"
Zhao Shuning interrupted him.
Seeing Wen Bo fall silent, she said again, "I have no romantic feelings for you. Don't tell me what you've done for me. I, Zhao Shuning, grew up in the mountains. I don't understand these love affairs. No matter how much you've done for me, if I dislike you, I just dislike you."
Wen Bo showed a dejected smile.
After half a year, there was a stubble on his face.
He looked much more mature.
His eyes were no longer as bright as before. They were filled with many thoughts.
"So you dislike me, right?"
Zhao Shuning looked straight into Wen Bo's eyes and nodded.
The man suddenly seemed to lose all his energy and sat down on the ground.
"Why do you dislike me?"
"You're from the Lin family."
"But you're also from the Lin family."
"No, I'm Zhao Shuning. I have the surname Zhao."
Zhao Shuning looked at the man, her heart unmoved.
"Huan'er, let's go."
Huan'er quickly followed. She didn't dare to say a word all the way.
Maybe Miss didn't know that as time passed, she had become extremely beautiful.
Her looks were enough to make many young masters fall for her.
And there was the aura that Miss exuded. She never looked down on anyone of a lower status. It was always comfortable to be with Miss.
Miss didn't know that her charm went far beyond that.
Master Wen had fallen for her so quickly probably because she was so generous and natural, and had such a beautiful face.
"Ah!"
Huan'er suddenly let out a scream. A force suddenly appeared behind her, grabbed her foot and dragged her back.
Zhao Shuning was quick - witted.
She formed a blade out of the wind and slashed at the force behind Huan'er.
"What are you still following us for?"
It was Wen Bo again.
"Zhao Shuning, come back with me. You'll be the wife of the sect master in my Celestial Fairy Sect."
"You're crazy."
"Zhao Shuning, come with me."
"Stop following me like a ghost. Get out of here."
Zhao Shuning's spiritual power suddenly surged, but then she quickly retracted it. She shouldn't expose her true strength now. Otherwise, Lin Feng would be on guard when she faced him in a day.
"Zhao Shuning, I want you."
"Zhao Shuning, you can't resist me. I don't want to force you. Just come back with me obediently, okay?"
Wen Bo didn't know what abilities Zhao Shuning had.
However, in the Eastern Wilderness, he rarely met opponents among his peers. And Zhao Shuning was much younger than him.
He had made up his mind. If Zhao Shuning didn't go back to the Celestial Fairy Sect with him tonight, he would tie her up and take her back.
"Zhao Shuning, come with me."
Wen Bo reached out his hand again, trying to grab Zhao Shuning's wrist.
"Click—"
There was a clear sound, and Wen Bo's hand stopped moving. It hung limply.
Zhao Shuning felt a pair of arms gently wrap around her waist from behind. She was about to struggle when she noticed a wisp of green.
Then she looked up. When she saw the person beside her, she immediately calmed down.