Despite almost fainting from the excrutiating pain, she didn’t consider it as the most painful feeling ever. It was bearable… Or so she thought.
No! She didn’t want to live anymore. It was too painful!
Liu Rushuang thought about how drained Wu Xiyu looked before being tortured to death and how she shut her eyes whilst she said, “Shuang’Er, I’m sorry.”
“Mother, none of this was your fault. The fault’s with all the people who hurt you,” whispered Liu Rushuang from the bottom of her heart.
Finally, Madam Liu and Mama Zhao looked no different from the dead and as though they had just arrived in hell.
Liu Rushuang turned around and flatly said, “Make mincemeat out of them.”
Then, she left with Qing’Er.
When she stepped out of the dungeons and saw the sky, Liu Rushuang softly said, “Mother, I miss you.”
Stood beside her, Qing’Er accompanied in her grief.
…
The canyon was just a small section of the Blood Feast headquarters. The training grounds here were considerably big in size and separated into beginner, intermediate, advanced, and expert level training grounds. Beside them, was an enormous arena with a platform.
Liu Rushuang and Qing’Er flew right over to the platform and quietly cried, “Gather at the arena!” However, their voices seemed to reach every single person’s ears.
With the exception of the guards stationed at every corner and the heavily injured, everyone instantly made their way to the arena. Having lined up row by row according to their levels, they kneeled before the platform. “Welcome back milady!” They cried in unison.
“Rise!” Cried Liu Rushuang coldly. Everyone got up simultaneously.
All of a sudden, four assassins dressed in black flew towards them from a distance.
The closest one in the front flew onto the platfrom, drew closer to Liu Rushuang and cupped his fist. “Long time no see, milady.”
The three other people who followed behind found their feet and cupped their fists. “Greetings milady!”
Liu Rushuang looked emotionlessly at the four clan masters and spoke with a flat voice. “Long time no see.”
Lin Ye was one of the commanders of the assassins. He was also the person who brought Liu Rushuang to Blood Feast. At the time, he was twelve years old and she was five. With his own eyes, he watched with deep admiration as Liu Rushuang grow and work hard to reach her current position.
In fact, there were just too many people in Blood Feast who admired Liu Rushuang.
But against all reason, how did Liu Rushuang possibly not know this?
“Xuewu[1], I wonder if your martial arts have declined in the past half a year. Would you like another friendly fight?” Asked the former leader with a soft yet hostile smile.
The former leader wore a black band to tie his bangs back, whilst the rest of his hair flowed naturally down to his waist. He looked gentle and reserved, but dangerous. He had fox-like eyes and looked really charming, but in fact, he was savage and incredibly frightening.
“Former leader, sir, the elderly shouldn’t boast about their abilities. Careful not to break your bones.” These daring and provoking words came from the mouth of the witty and cute young man standing behind the former leader.
The young man looked around seventeen to eighteen years old, who had cute little dimples whenever he smiled. However, one could tell from the bottom of his cruel eyes that he was more than meets the eye.
Then, there was the quiet man, standing furthest in the back who looked about twenty-two or twenty-three years old. He had healthy beige skin who looked handsome and dashing. He had demonic eyes, dark red lips, and his entire face had a brimming sense of coldness and arrogance. He was the one who most resembled an assassin out of the four of them.
Liu Rushuang looked at the former leader with a sinister grin and flatly said, “Ming Ye, I don’t want to fight you, but I do want to fight with all the expert assassins who you’re responsible for.”
The four clan masters heard this and were more or less a little stunned.
[1] One of many nicknames for Liu Rushuang.