Chapter 4171 — Huang Xiaotao's Turmoil
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Back then, Ling Yi had indeed displayed tremendous strength. But in Huang Xiaotao's heart, Su Zhaohe had always been a shadow that would not fade, and she could not help worrying that Wei Zhao might not be Su Zhaohe's match. If so, she would have been the indirect cause of Wei Zhao's ruin, and the guilt would haunt her for the rest of her life.
"You're overthinking it. Even without this business, I'd have wanted to do Su Zhaohe in," Wei Zhao said with a faint smile. "Captain Xiaotao, after I heard your story that day, I already felt the urge to kill the man. How could such a piece of filth be allowed to live in this world? I was just worrying that I'd never get a chance to go after him, and then, lo and behold, he came knocking on my door with a challenge of his own accord. Isn't that perfect!"
"Ah?" Huang Xiaotao was startled. She hesitated, then said, "You... you actually mean to avenge me? I..."
As she spoke, Huang Xiaotao lowered her head, her fingers twisting together in confusion. Having been wounded, her heart had grown cautious and fragile, and in this moment it gave a violent shudder, as though something within had been touched.
Looking back, when they were on Mount Hucai Tianwu, Wei Zhao had stepped in to kill Su Zhaohu and the others in order to protect them, and afterward, to cover their escape, he had fought a mysterious expert. From the aura she had sensed even at a distance, that person had to have been a Golden Core expert!
And now, he was even thinking of taking the initiative to stand up for her, to go and take revenge on Su Zhaohe!
For no reason at all—there had been no real connection between them—why was he so good to her?
Could it be that he likes me? The thought sprang up suddenly and, irresistible, seized her whole mind in an instant, startling even Huang Xiaotao herself.
Her thoughts had always been simple. Before her injury, cultivation had been everything to her; afterward, she had been single-mindedly set on accumulating spirit jade to restore her looks. She had never seriously considered matters between men and women, and had always felt that love was something very far removed from her. After her disfigurement especially, she had felt certain she would spend the rest of her life alone.
Yet now, all at once, she had come to know a Wei Zhao. They had met only once before and had not spoken much, but one thing was undeniable: the first impression Wei Zhao had left on her was utterly distinct, and it stirred her curiosity.
When a woman begins to feel curiosity about a man, she is not far from falling.
Huang Xiaotao could not help but let her thoughts run wild. This feeling of being cherished and protected by a man—it was truly wonderful and warm. Did he really like her? And did she... like him too?
"What's the matter?" Wei Zhao asked, puzzled, seeing that Huang Xiaotao had lowered her head and said nothing for quite a while.
"Ah? N-nothing..." As though her little secret had been seen through, Huang Xiaotao's heart fluttered like a startled deer. Fortunately she wore a veil; otherwise Wei Zhao would have caught her blushing, fidgeting, and thoroughly embarrassed.
"Oh, all right then." Wei Zhao gave her an odd look and shrugged.
"But I... my face is ruined, my looks destroyed. You don't have to be so good to me... I'm not worth doing all this for..." Huang Xiaotao suddenly remembered her present state, and her expression fell. Her voice trembling, she said despondently, (To be continued)