Yang Fei laughed heartily, turned around, and embraced Lin Xueyi's slender waist, gently kissing her moist lips.

"Rest assured, the Sword Emperor also got a taste of Cui Xiang's Military Spikes, he's not feeling good either."

"Although his knife is terrifyingly skillful, I'm not someone to be trifled with either."

At this point, Yang Fei's eyes revealed deep affection.

"The most crucial thing is that the Sword Emperor wants to take the Demon Emperor out of the country, he must eliminate the Lanting Group."

"Otherwise, our people will cling to him like maggots to bones, making it impossible for him to leave."

"For your safety, I must seize him. This is also a major task for the Hidden Dragon Nine Divisions."

Lin Xueyi knew Yang Fei was a true hero. Her weakness would only make him look down on her.

Right then, she nodded: "Afei, you must come back alive."

"With Lin Zi gone, you are my only family in this world."

Yang Fei solemnly nodded, suddenly smiled.

"In my life, I've never known what danger is."

"But this time, with Sister Xueyi being my worry, I suddenly have a sense of fear."

"Please be assured, Sister Xueyi, I will definitely make full preparations before I close the net."

"I won't let myself die easily."

Lin Xueyi nodded, the two stood in silence.

Two days later, under the moonlit night, the Sword Emperor and Chen Xingzhu sat in a small pavilion on the back hill, casually chatting over Boil Wine.

There was no lighting in the pavilion, only a crescent moon casting its watery light inside.

Nearby the pavilion were clusters of lush green bamboo.

The shadows of the bamboo swayed gently, like a black-and-white silhouette.

Chen Xingzhu wore a light green cheongsam, which outlined her figure exceptionally slender and enchanting.

At this moment, Chen Xingzhu was writing, her long hair falling over her forehead, extremely graceful.

The Sword Emperor sat on the long corridor of the pavilion, hugging his knees.

He faintly gazed at the bright crescent moon in the west, his expression devoid of sorrow or joy.

He suddenly said, "I must leave now."

The Sword Emperor spoke abruptly, yet Chen Xingzhu seemed not at all surprised.

She continued her focused writing.

The Sword Emperor turned around and glanced at Chen Xingzhu.

"Professor Chen is mentally disturbed, aren't you planning to visit him?"

Chen Xingzhu continued to write meticulously.

The small standard script she wrote, with the hairpin flower style of Lady Wei's, smooth and beautiful, evidently having captured the essence of Lady Wei's calligraphy.

The Sword Emperor sighed.

"You and your father have fought over a man your entire life, was it worth it?"

He gazed at the characters written by Chen Xingzhu, his eyes filled with memories.

"I remember when you started writing, it was Professor Chen who taught you how to hold the brush."

"And your first dress, he bought it too. Unfortunately, the size was wrong, yet you were still so happy."

Chen Xingzhu's hand suddenly froze.

For a long time, a big drop of ink dripped from the wolf brush onto the paper.

Finally, she turned her head.

"Uncle Miao, I know you've always wanted me to forgive him, but that's impossible."

"Back then, he sent my most beloved man into the Kunlun Mountain Sky Prison, and I never had this father again."

The Sword Emperor sighed deeply, eyes filled with sorrow.

"Back then, there was a deep misunderstanding between King Wuxiang and Professor Chen."

"King Wuxiang loved you, Professor Chen doted on you, but the Heavenly Demon Alliance could only have one ruler."

"One of them must step down."

Speaking here, his voice took on a chilling tone.

"If King Wuxiang hadn't fallen, your father might have ended up imprisoned or utterly defeated."

"Would you want such a thing to happen?"

Chen Xingzhu suddenly raised her head, shouting with some agitation.

"Impossible, Zhong Xiang promised me."

"For me, he was willing to step down from the Heavenly Demon Alliance and live in seclusion overseas. But you all..."

Her eyes flashed with immense anger.

"You all used me, softened Zhong Xiang's heart."

"Then leaked the information, letting the Evil Dragon Special Combat Team ambush Zhong Xiang."

"Am I really my father's daughter? I'm just a tool in his hands."

Facing Chen Xingzhu's anger, the Sword Emperor seemed speechless.

He sighed: "Professor Chen really didn't trust Zhong Xiang."

"He was too powerful, even my sword couldn't subdue him."

"As a formidable figure, he had to make a choice, to end things decisively."

Chen Xingzhu laughed a couple of times, disdainfully turned around.

"I will never forgive him. When Zhong Xiang was imprisoned, I was already pregnant with his child."

"Zhong Xiang and I were once the happiest people in the world."

"But my father sacrificed our happiness for the leader's position."

"This incident even caused a miscarriage of my child. Do you think I should forgive this father?"

The Sword Emperor looked at Chen Xingzhu's cold eyes, knowing he could no longer persuade her, only sighed.

"Alright then, I must leave."

"The Hidden Dragon Nine Divisions and the Lanting Group are all looking for me. You're already the Wang Family's daughter-in-law, I can't implicate you."

Chen Xingzhu sneered: "Wang Family's daughter-in-law?"

"That useless man, on the first night in the bridal chamber, I turned him into a eunuch with medicine."

"All these years, I've been waiting for my man."

At this point, a dazzling light flashed in her eyes.

"As long as Zhong Xiang comes out, he'll come to find me. I am always his woman."

"So, please do not mention the nonsense of the Wang Family's daughter-in-law in front of me."

The Sword Emperor nodded, somewhat apologetically.

"Sorry, that was a slip of the tongue."

Chen Xingzhu slowly stood up, looking at the Sword Emperor.

"Uncle Miao, I know you've pampered me since young, and took good care of Zhong Xiang. I wish so much you were my father."

She gazed at the bright moon in the Western Paradise, her face growing icy cold.

"Leave at dawn, it's best to leave Huaxia far away with my father and never come back."

The Sword Emperor chuckled wryly: "How I wish I could leave?"

"But Yang Fei and his group are unrelenting."

"If I don't severely damage Yang Fei and leave with your father, it's extremely difficult."

Chen Xingzhu's expression was complex, her eyes sometimes gentle, sometimes cold, shifting unpredictably.

After a while, she finally sighed deeply.

"Alright, I'll consider it my good deed for the Demon Emperor."

She said calmly: "The useless man I married is ironically a high-ranking official."

"I will use his connections to carve a path for you, covering your retreat from Huaxia."

"From then on, we'll go our separate ways. I, Chen Xingzhu, will owe you all nothing."

The Sword Emperor was moved: "You have a way?"

Chen Xingzhu sighed: "I'll try."

"You're right, the Demon Emperor is always my father, regardless of whether I admit it or not, I can't escape this relationship."

With that, she gracefully stood up.

"I'm going back. By morning, I'll give you the route map for retreat from Huaxia."

The Sword Emperor nodded, somewhat touched.

"Little Zhu, once we leave this time, we may never return."

"I wish you could personally visit Professor Chen."

"In Professor Chen's heart, you've always been his most cherished daughter."

Chen Xingzhu remained silent.

After a while, she finally spoke calmly.

"Depending on the situation, regrets never come first."

Chen Xingzhu stood up, her elegant figure fading behind the Cui Bamboo Forest.

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