Was it you that night?-Chapter 54 - So Ruthless

Chapter 54: Chapter 54: So Ruthless

Chapter 54 -54: So Ruthless

While Yan Changsheng was practicing his sword, no one dared to approach him until Shen Zhiyao came up to him, her words laced with mockery and barbs, “Second Senior Brother, why are you alone? Aren’t you usually inseparable from Nan Sheng? Ah, I remember now, Nan Sheng, that flirtatious one, is soon to marry Big Senior Brother. It’s pitiful how Second Senior Brother has been deeply in love with Nan Sheng, only to end up discarded by her in the end. Truly a sorry sight.”

Yan Changsheng, as if he heard nothing, did not stop his sword movements, his Sword Qi becoming even more fierce, as if his entire mind was focused on practicing his sword.

“Speak of Cao Cao, and Cao Cao arrives. Nan Sheng and Big Senior Brother are such a good match, isn’t it? Won’t Second Senior Brother take a look?” Shen Zhiyao added with a smile.

Yan Changsheng slowed his swordplay a bit and glanced in the direction where Xiao Chen and Nan Sheng were, with just a fleeting look before continuing his practice.

“Does Second Senior Brother now regret, for the sake of such a scorned woman, that you injured my father and Shen Qinghe?” Shen Zhiyao asked, unwilling to give up.

Elder Shen has not yet awoken, and Shen Qinghe was jilted and injured by Yan Changsheng’s Sword Qi. By what right does Yan Changsheng’s Dao Heart remain so steady, allowing him to continue cultivating as if nothing had happened?

Finally, Yan Changsheng sheathed his sword, glancing in Shen Qinghe’s direction, and said hoarsely, “I have wronged Qinghe, but I’ve never regretted it!”

When he loved Nan Sheng, he did so with all his heart; even though Nan Sheng was about to marry Xiao Chen, he had no regrets about having loved her.

He only regretted being too ruthless, hurting the people who had been kindest to him when there could have been a better way to handle things.

Shen Zhiyao’s face changed slightly, “You hurt my father, you hurt my sister, how can you still be without guilt? How could you be so despicable?!”

Yan Changsheng’s eyes darkened, “I indeed have wronged Master and Qinghe, but falling in love with Nan Sheng, I will never regret it.”

Having said that, he walked away, resuming his sword practice alone.

Shen Qinghe came up beside Shen Zhiyao, “Elder sister, don’t be angry, don’t trouble yourself over it.”

Shen Zhiyao’s eyes reddened, “How could there be someone so heartless? Elder Shen was so good to him, even better than to his own daughter. How well have you treated him? He’s hurt the two people who treated him the best in this world, and yet he has no remorse; he’s heartless!”

Shen Qinghe, knowing Shen Zhiyao was feeling sorry for her, softly said, “Elder sister, don’t cry for someone who’s not worth it. I think we should move forward and not look back. The people and events of the past are just that, past.”

Shen Zhiyao fought back the tears in her eyes, “Yes, we shouldn’t be sad or troubled over someone unworthy anymore.”

Fortunately, Qinghe was magnanimous and swiftly moved on. If Qinghe herself no longer cared, then why should she, Shen Zhiyao, waste her tears on a Yan Changsheng?

The moment Xiao Chen entered the Sword Practice Field, his gaze fell on Shen Qinghe, then coldly shifted away.

Still, the conversation of the Shen sisters reached his ears.

He wondered if he counted as part of Shen Qinghe’s past. He too had once injured Shen Qinghe, so he might be considered as one of the unworthy people she spoke of.

Xiao Chen was distracted, and so was Nan Sheng.

Ever since she entered the Sword Practice Field, she subconsciously searched for Yan Changsheng’s figure.

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In times past, as soon as he saw her, Yan Changsheng would always come to her.

Just now, Yan Changsheng clearly saw her, yet he only gave her an indifferent glance before shifting his gaze away, as if she were someone of no importance.

Yan Changsheng clearly loved her so much, why was he now so cold towards her?

She had gotten used to the way Yan Changsheng loved her, and now seeing him treat her as a stranger, her heart ached as if pricked by needles.

Seeing Nan Sheng gazing stupidly in Yan Changsheng’s direction, Xiao Chen considerately said to her, “If you have something to say to Changsheng, go and find him.”

Nan Sheng, seeing Xiao Chen speak up, joyfully thought of going to find Yan Changsheng.

She then felt something was off and turned to ask, “Brother Xiao wouldn’t be angry, would he?”

“What’s there to be angry about? I know what kind of person Changsheng is, it’s me who wronged him first,” Xiao Chen said indifferently.

Reassured, Nan Sheng quickly went to where Yan Changsheng was.

From a distance, Shen Zhiyao’s heart tightened, “How could there be such shameless men and women?”

Shen Qinghe simply pulled Shen Zhiyao aside, where Yan Changsheng and Nan Sheng were out of sight, so Shen Zhiyao had no need to be angry.

Seeing that Yan Changsheng seemed not to notice her approach, Nan Sheng initiated the conversation, “Brother Changsheng, have you been well lately?”

Yan Changsheng did not engage in conversation, focusing on practicing his swordsmanship.

Nan Sheng felt wronged at this sight, “Brother Changsheng, don’t you have anything to say to me?”

Yan Changsheng sheathed his sword, and Nan Sheng was delighted, ready to reply, but Yan Changsheng walked away with his sword in hand.

Seeing this, Nan Sheng hurriedly followed him, “Brother Changsheng…”

Yan Changsheng stopped in his tracks, speaking dispassionately, “Miss Nan is already betrothed to Big Senior Brother, it’s inappropriate for you to have any involvement with me. I hope Miss Nan will conduct herself with dignity!”

Nan Sheng had never expected Yan Changsheng to so clearly define the boundaries between them. She knew that her impending marriage to Xiao Chen hurt Yan Changsheng, but wasn’t he the one who forced her?

“Brother Changsheng, don’t you love me anymore?” Nan Sheng swiftly blocked Yan Changsheng’s path, her eyes brimming with tears.

Yan Changsheng looked indifferent, feeling exhausted.

If she had already decided to marry Xiao Chen, why still ask if he loved her? Even if he did love her, what did it matter? Her heart always wavered, wanting to be with him, yet unable to let go of Xiao Chen.

Perhaps the customs of the Cultivation Realm were liberal, with a person not necessarily limited to one Daoist companion, but he couldn’t accept the woman he loved longing for another man in her heart.

He wasn’t magnanimous enough to endure his woman maintaining intimacies with other men.

“Brother Changsheng…” Nan Sheng was truly panicking, wanting to grab Yan Changsheng’s sleeve, but he dodged her touch, controlling his sword to leave, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

Nan Sheng couldn’t hold back her tears any longer, her heart aching so badly she could hardly breathe.

She thought her affection for Yan Changsheng wasn’t that deep, but in the moment he disregarded her, she realized how much she liked him.

Yet she was about to marry Brother Xiao, and Yan Changsheng no longer doted on her as before. What should she do?

She returned to Xiao Chen’s side, her head bowed in dejection, hesitant to speak.

Xiao Chen had heard the conversation between Nan Sheng and Yan Changsheng and could tell that Nan Sheng was still hesitant.

He was not Yan Changsheng; he would not endlessly indulge Nan Sheng. Moreover, he didn’t share the bad habit of sharing the same woman with another man.

The reason he wanted to settle down was to cut off his thoughts about Shen Qinghe. It was only after Nan Sheng came to him that he considered getting married.

If Nan Sheng wanted to break off the engagement, he certainly wouldn’t insist on it.

“Shengsheng, speak your mind, there’s no need to hesitate. If you can’t let go of Changsheng and don’t wish to marry me, just say so,” Xiao Chen said to Nan Sheng tenderly.

Nan Sheng stared at Xiao Chen, lost in thought. She had always wanted to conquer Xiao Chen, and now that he was willing to marry her, it seemed she had achieved her goal. He was also very tender towards her, but she always felt that beneath his tender mask, he didn’t care for her that much.