Why do I have so many masters?-Chapter 423 - 95: Parting is for the Next Reunion (2/2)

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Outside Fufeng County City, the Ten Mile Pavilion.

Just like how every city has a few ancient streets that have meandered unchanged for hundreds of years, so too does the area outside every city always have one of those lengthy pavilions filled with weeping willows.

It’s just a pity that it had already entered winter, and the Ten Mile Pavilion was withered and pale, with slender willow branches bare without the means to offer a farewell to parting friends by gifting willow branches.

The man in black was already waiting with his carriage ten paces away.

Thanks to days of sitting in meditation and the power of elixirs, his injuries had mostly healed. At that moment, as he sat in the driver’s seat, a longsword lay casually next to his knee. The sword was without a sheath, simply wrapped haphazardly a couple of times in black cloth, yet the faint glimmer of the blade was still noticeable.

He leaned back in the carriage, his eyes barely open, having already used his inner strength to seal off his ears.

Next to the willow pavilion, the old woman glanced back at her granddaughter who had stopped walking, opened her mouth, but ultimately just sighed inwardly and said,

"I’ll wait for you over there."

Xue Qinshuang nodded, and the old lady took another look at her before moving her gaze away to rest on Wang Anfeng, who wore a blue shirt. She stared at him for a few moments but didn’t say anything.

What could she say?

The old woman sighed helplessly in her heart.

"Don’t bully my granddaughter, otherwise I’ll stab you with a sword?"

Or maybe, "Young man, if you’re not decent, watch your hands?"

She did indeed want to say such things, like a common family’s elderly who unreasonably favors their young ones, fiercely standing in front of the girl with bulging eyes—she wished she could have that experience, like an old hen spreading her wings to protect her chick.

Yet she never did get to feel that way about her most cherished granddaughter.

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Given Xue Qinshuang’s martial arts skills, if a conflict were to truly arise, it was questionable who would be bullying whom.

Moreover, she herself was only a martial artist of the Fourth Rank, elderly and weaker, even though experience and technique, as well as inner strength, had matured with years of arduous practice and the passage of time. But having grown old and lost strength, it was uncertain whether she could still match Xue Qinshuang in a fight.

Even though the girl’s inner strength still wasn’t quite at her level.

Some people are simply unreasonable.

It seemed being too outstanding as a junior did come with its downsides.

The old woman shook her head, inwardly lamenting over this worry that would make countless noble clan elders look to the heavens in a long sigh, wishing they could turn around and smack some sense into their own cunning descendants.

It was only after the old woman had slowly walked away that Wang Anfeng started to feel slightly more at ease, but then he saw his own somewhat uneasy reflection in Xue Qinshuang’s eyes.

The young girl stood with her hands on her back, looking at him and smiling, she said,

"Isn’t there anything you want to say to me?"

Wang Anfeng’s eyes involuntarily glanced upwards before he forcibly restrained himself and met her gaze. He felt annoyed with himself, as he had managed to speak normally with her just yesterday, so why was it so difficult now? He took a deep breath, his expression softened, and looking at Xue Qinshuang, he thought for a moment and said,

"I will come to find you…"

I will come to find you, so wait for me.

Xue Qinshuang’s eyes shimmered as she nodded affirmatively and said,

"I know."

Wang Anfeng found himself momentarily at a loss for words, smiling as he looked at Xue Qinshuang, feeling all the previous tension evaporate as if it had never been there to begin with, leaving only a warm calm in his heart.

More than three years ago, when they first met in Wangxian County, he was only thirteen years old while Xue Qinshuang was fourteen and slightly taller than him.

Two years ago, their statures were comparable.

Now, he had grown taller; although Xue Qinshuang was not particularly petite, she was naturally shorter than him as a woman, dressed in white with a red coat draped over, radiant and striking. When he had shouted at the Wangxian County ferry crossing three years earlier, he had never imagined that one day, he and she would become so close.

They did not continue to speak much but simply stood there. In Wang Anfeng’s heart, nevertheless, there was a complete sense of joyful tranquility.

But since they had come here, there would inevitably come a time of parting.

Xue Qinshuang looked up at him and said,

"It’s getting late. I shouldn’t keep grandma waiting…"

Her voice had softened.

Wang Anfeng felt a tinge of reluctance but didn’t show it, not wanting his emotions to affect the girl. He merely smiled and said,

"Be careful on your way."

"Mhm."

Xue Qinshuang nodded, took a few steps away, then turned and walked on. Wang Anfeng stood by the pavilion, watching her leave, feeling a bit of heartache and a sense of constriction.

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No matter how one might accept it, parting is never a comfortable affair.

Deep in his heart, even the desire and impulse to ask Xue Qinshuang to stay a little longer arose, but he suppressed it forcefully, never revealing it, and simply smiled as he watched her leave.

He remembered, the girl before him wanted to become the best in the world.

He also knew, staying here wouldn’t fulfill her dreams. If loving someone meant breaking the girl’s wings, preventing her from soaring through the skies or shining as brightly as the sun, could that still be called love?

So he couldn’t speak up.

But Xue Qinshuang had barely taken a few steps towards the carriage when she stopped and stood still. Wang Anfeng felt a flicker of curiosity and saw her suddenly turn around, her brown eyes unflinchingly meeting his.

In those eyes was as if the bright moon, the Qingfeng, all of the world’s things, shimmering and overflowing with light.

Xue Qinshuang looked at the boy across from her as if to imprint him in her heart and suddenly smiled, saying,

"Jianghu is treacherous, be careful in everything."

"Don’t be too late."

No sooner had she finished speaking than she leaped up before Wang Anfeng could react. Her clothing flew behind her like a breeze returning snow, and in the blink of an eye, she had traversed a distance of ten zhang. The black-clothed man glanced at Wang Anfeng, who stood dazed as if turned to stone, and lifted his whip, snapping it on the black horses pulling the carriage, producing a crisp sound.

The horses startled, neighing loudly, and broke into a rapid gallop, quickly disappearing into the distance.

Wang Anfeng stood there, watching the carriage leave.

The corners of his mouth lifted uncontrollably into a slight smile.

He said he would go to find her.

She said,

Don’t be too late...

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The carriage sped forward. Although the Xue Family wasn’t born of commerce and couldn’t compare to those wealthy merchant noble clans, being a top power in Jianghu with connections to the Imperial Court, they never lacked silver coins. The black horses pulling the carriage were also of excellent breed, and the one driving them was a Sixth Rank martial artist.

The speed was incredibly fast and yet very steady, and inside the carriage, there was hardly any sense of tremor.

The old woman looked at Xue Qinshuang, who appeared calm and composed, wanting to bring up Wang Anfeng and ask what the two of them had just talked about, when they had met, and how they had become familiar with each other. Yet she did not know how to begin, and this hesitation inevitably piqued Xue Qinshuang’s curiosity.

Seeing her granddaughter’s puzzled gaze, the old woman opened her mouth but ultimately couldn’t bring herself to ask. She chuckled, shifted her gaze away, and jumped to another topic, saying,

"This return trip is going to take quite some time."

She referred to the affairs of the family, but as soon as she spoke, she hesitated, regretting her words, feeling she had almost lost her composure in her flurry and blurting out something thoughtless.

Xue Qinshuang’s relationship with the family was already tense. Bringing this up would only worsen the atmosphere.

As she felt vexed about this, she then heard Xue Qinshuang’s light laughter by her ear.

The young girl leaned back in the carriage seat, smiling,

"Indeed."

"I may not be able to leave Tiandong for two years."

There seemed to be a hint of regret in her voice.

The old lady was momentarily taken aback, glanced up, and saw that the girl’s expression was very serene. Even when mentioning family affairs, there was no sign of unusual emotion. In the past, any mention of family affairs would dim her usually sparkling brown eyes, losing their luster, cold and detached.

As if nothing ever existed within.

But at that moment, those eyes were filled with light, no longer void.

It was as if the originally dark and oppressive ice just needed a ray of light to flow with the colors of a rainbow.

The elder was momentarily lost in thought.

Xue Qinshuang looked at the scenery outside the window, watching the withered willows flying back rapidly. These scenes, losing their green hue in autumn and turning pallid in winter, would one day welcome the rejuvenation of spring, when all things sprouted anew with weeping willows, swallows in flight, and butterflies flitting around flowers.

The existence of winter was for waiting.

And a brief parting was for the next reunion.

PS: Here is the second update for today...

The story of Miss Xue and Anfeng is put on hold for now... there must be love and affection in Jianghu, but it can’t always be like this (clasping fist)

Thank you fisher慢渔夫 for the generous reward, greatly appreciated