Chapter 113: Is Being a Holy Rank Such a Big Deal?

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However, Leng Yuewu’s gaze remained cold, yet carried a trace of exhaustion as she stared straight at Lei Qing and said, “Are you Lei Qing? Do you know Yu Shanshan?”

Lei Qing was stunned in his heart. What did she mean by this? Did she want to seek justice for her apprentice? No, she probably wanted to explain why she was so heartless last night?

Did she already know about the entanglement between Yu Shanshan and himself? Or perhaps she had seen Yu Shanshan recently? It wasn’t strange for the two of them to have met, after all, Yu Shanshan was also in the Free Alliance a month ago.

His mind was in a bit of turmoil. Lei Qing sighed and said, “In reply to Senior Leng, I had some entanglements with your apprentice a while ago, but the misunderstanding has been cleared up, and she indicated she wouldn’t pursue it anymore.”

“Oh? Why was it that when I saw her a few days ago, she didn’t say that?” Leng Yuewu had an indifferent look in her eyes and spoke in a calm, breezy manner.

Lei Qing had guessed correctly; the two had met a few days ago. Leng Yuewu had intentionally or unintentionally asked her apprentice about matters concerning Lei Qing. Although Yu Shanshan didn’t say it explicitly, her words implied that she probably cared a great deal about Lei Qing.

“If Senior does not believe me, then this junior has nothing to say. If Senior wishes to stand up for your apprentice, I, Lei Qing, will just have to accept it,” Lei Qing said, his voice cold and hard.

Lei Qing’s aggressive attitude made Xiahou Huan sweat profusely. He secretly cursed, “Accept it? How are you going to accept anything from a Holy Rank?” He hurriedly lowered his voice and scolded, “Lei Qing, Fairy Leng is a senior. You must be humble when speaking to a senior.”

Turning his head, he cupped his hands towards Leng Yuewu with a fawning smile and said, “Please do not take offense, Fairy Leng. My nephew is young and frivolous, with a straightforward temper. Last time he was tricked by someone and had some misunderstandings and conflicts with your apprentice, offending her. Look, he has already paid the price. He was chased for thousands of miles, risked his life crossing the Heavenly Ridge Mountain Range, and nearly died several times. Please, Fairy Leng, be the bigger person and do not hold the faults of a minor against him.”

Although Xiahou Huan meant well, how could he know the true relationship between Lei Qing and Leng Yuewu? The conversation between the two was filled with hidden meanings; perhaps only they could understand each other.

Zuo Qianqian, however, blinked her clever eyes, looking thoughtful. She was young but sharp. Although she didn’t understand why Brother Lei and Leng Yuewu were pretending not to know each other when they clearly had some entanglement in the Heavenly Ridge Mountain Range last time, she knew that such tacit understanding between the two definitely meant something was up.

Could it be that after she fell unconscious last time, something unspeakable really happened between the two? Heavens, if that were the case…

Zuo Qianqian’s little heart started pounding wildly. If that were true, wouldn’t there be another rival? And a Holy Rank one at that… But she was indeed quite sharp; she could tell that there seemed to be some conflict and misunderstanding between the two.

If there really was a misunderstanding, Zuo Qianqian would rather they misunderstand each other for a lifetime.

“Regiment Commander Xiahou worries too much. With Ben Gong’s status, how could I bicker with a junior over trivial matters?” Leng Yuewu spoke to Xiahou Huan, seeming to feel she had explained things to Lei Qing and was thus at ease. However, there seemed to be resentment in her heart; otherwise, why would she put such heavy emphasis on the word “junior”?

Lei Qing felt a block in his mood and secretly cursed, “If you could really let it go, why did you put a sword to my neck last night? Shouting about killing me for most of the night?”

Xiahou Huan breathed a sigh of relief, turned his head, and sternly said to Lei Qing, “Lei Qing, did you not hear Fairy Leng? She won’t hold your past mistakes against you. Why aren’t you thanking Fairy Leng quickly?” His tone was also for Lei Qing’s own good, fearing that Lei Qing, having just started out, would offend Leng Yuewu. That would make his future path very difficult.

“Many thanks, Senior Leng.” Lei Qing respected Xiahou Huan, so he cupped his hands and spoke obediently. But in his heart, he was still somewhat displeased, so he indifferently added, “I hope that in the future you truly won’t hold it against me. You take your broad road, and I’ll cross my single-log bridge; just don’t come pestering me again.”

“Insolence!”

Little Spear Saint Qin Wei couldn’t listen any longer. Leng Yuewu held an extremely high place in his heart, like a goddess enshrined in the deepest part of his heart, sacred and inviolable.

Lei Qing’s sarcastic tone toward Leng Yuewu had touched his bottom line. He slapped the back of the chair and said furiously, “Lei Qing, how dare you speak like that? What status does Fairy Leng have? Her word is naturally her bond. If she says she won’t hold it against you, she naturally won’t bicker with you junior anymore, and certainly won’t pester you over that matter. Kneel down and apologize to Fairy Leng immediately.”

Kneel to your mom? You want me to kneel to her?

Lei Qing was also getting increasingly annoyed with Qin Wei. Clearly, the two of them were extremely incompatible. Seeing Qin Wei’s aggressive posture in defending Leng Yuewu, he looked exactly like a brainless fan of Leng Yuewu. Lei Qing cursed in his heart, “You treat her like a goddess, and you’d probably be grateful enough to lick her toes if she even glanced at you.”

Damn it, last night your goddess was on her knees beneath me.

On the surface, Lei Qing looked a bit cynical and nonchalant. However, in his bones, he was a proud person. He had originally felt a surge of gratitude toward Leng Yuewu last night, but after she pulled that stunt, it triggered Lei Qing’s anger and pride. Besides, Qin Wei’s words had also provoked him.

Ignoring the furious Qin Wei, he turned to Leng Yuewu with a serious face and proud bones, saying, “Fairy Leng, if what Vice Regiment Commander Qin said is true, that you won’t pester me in the future? That we each go our own way and pretend not to know each other. That you won’t seek me out privately for… trouble. Then I trouble you to say that sentence clearly and happily, that I absolutely won’t come to pester you in the future. I, Lei Qing, will immediately apologize to you. I guarantee that in the future, when I see Fairy Leng, I will pretend not to know you.”

Leng Yuewu’s delicate body trembled uncontrollably. Others couldn’t understand Lei Qing’s words, but how could she not? On the surface, it seemed like he was talking about the hatred and entanglement between him and her apprentice Yu Shanshan. But actually, beating around the bush, he was still talking about the two of them.

She understood Lei Qing’s words very clearly. As long as she was willing to say that sentence, then the two of them would be completely even, and nothing would ever happen between them again.

She really wanted to say that sentence, but when the words reached her lips, she just couldn’t say them. If she hadn’t tried every method, would she have been unable to control herself? If she could really let it go, why would she have gone to find Lei Qing last night?

“Lei Qing, do not force me.” The sound of sound transmission rang in Lei Qing’s ear once again.

“Nephew.” Xiahou Huan saw that Leng Yuewu’s expression seemed uncertain, showing signs of losing her temper. He was afraid his nephew had really angered her. He hurriedly pulled Lei Qing and whispered, “Don’t get excited, don’t be impulsive. I know you feel very wronged about this matter too. But one has to bow their head when under someone else’s roof. Her Master isn’t holding it against you anymore, so why are you still being so stubborn? She is Fairy Leng, a Holy Rank…”

“Uncle, it’s not that your nephew wants to be stubborn.” Lei Qing said with a face full of defiance, “But your nephew is a human being too. Holy Rank, Holy Rank is indeed very impressive. But that doesn’t mean they can be unreasonable, right? Yes, her apprentice suffered some wrongs. But what about me? I was chased for thousands of miles like a stray dog, risking a narrow escape to cross the Heavenly Ridge Mountain Range, fleeing from the mouths of Demonic Beasts. I kindly saved someone, only to be repaid with evil, treated like an enemy. Uncle, who can I pour all this bitterness out to?”

“I know you’re wronged, so just do this as a favor for Uncle. We really can’t afford to offend the Moon Cold Palace.” Xiahou Huan also smiled bitterly and said, “Who told us our strength isn’t as good as theirs?”

“Fine, I admit Holy Ranks are amazing. They can summon wind and rain, caring only for their own pleasure. Who cares if others live or die? They do whatever they want.” Lei Qing said with an ashen face and a cold voice, “Senior Leng, last night I just encountered some unhappy things and was feeling depressed. I didn’t mean to target you, old senior. Here, I sincerely apologize to you. If you find me unpleasant and want to teach me a lesson, come at me alone. This matter has nothing to do with the Iron Cavalry Regiment. I hope you understand the principle that every debt has its debtor.”

“Lei Qing, you are mad! How can you speak to Fairy Leng like that? You…” Seeing Lei Qing clash with Leng Yuewu like this, Qin Wei was trembling with rage. If Leng Yuewu weren’t present, he would probably have attacked immediately to teach him a lesson.

But before he could finish speaking, Leng Yuewu raised a delicate hand to stop him. She turned her eyes, gazing deeply at Lei Qing, and said solemnly, “Whatever misunderstandings or conflicts you had with Shan’er, both of you have paid the price, and you have also suffered some punishment. Added to that, Shan’er put in some good words for you. I hereby solemnly declare to you that I will not hold this matter against you anymore, nor will I vent my anger on the Iron Cavalry Regiment. Any future conflicts between you two will be handled by yourselves; I will not interfere further.”

“Many thanks, Fairy Leng.” Xiahou Huan breathed a sigh of relief, cupped his hands, and thanked her.

“Wait, I haven’t finished speaking.” Leng Yuewu stared fixedly at Lei Qing, as if trying to see right through him, and said coldly, “However, today you pressed Ben Gong so aggressively. I will note this debt for now. Perhaps one day in the future, I will come to settle the score with you. You’d better be ready.”

Having said that, Leng Yuewu turned around and drifted away.

Lei Qing was a bit dumbfounded. What did she mean by that? Didn’t that mean she would come find him again? Like last night… she was joking, right?

Lei Qing actually had the impulse to chase after her and ask her what she really meant? What did she take him for? A tool for pleasure? Someone to use and then pretend nothing happened, only to come back next time?

What did she take him for? Lei Qing felt an unusual anger. Even if people went to a brothel, they had to pay, right? But she, that grandma, just finished using him and turned her face against him. Coming back next time? Did she think he was a free gigolo?

Holy Rank, is being a Holy Rank such a big deal?

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