But there are always some people who remain cold to the touch like unheated wood.
He then realized that he was not at all important to her.
Even though she had become , and even though Pei Yu had not treated her very well, she still wasn’t lacking food or clothing. What was there for her to be pitied?
On the contrary, it was Gao Jian, it was himself, who were truly pitiable, yet had never once cried out in self-pity.
"Heh, what kind of wind is blowing tonight that my wife would actually come out of the house?" Pei Yu walked over to the two with a mocking tone.
Luo Yang stiffened, then took a slight step back.
He Su, with a look of terror, said, "Yu, Yuyu..." She steadied herself and then put on an affectionate and tender facade, "Seeing you hadn’t come to dine with me today, I was worried about you. That’s why I came looking for you."
Pei Yu sneered and reflexively slapped her hard across the face, "What are you? When I’m happy, I dine with you, that means I acknowledge you. What, now you’re ungrateful? What were you thinking originally?"
"At first, for the Phoenix Blood, you treated me as nothing and even expelled me from the He Mansion for that wretch! How many disdainful looks did you give me back then? Don’t tell me you’ve forgotten them all?"
"You may have forgotten, but I have not!"
Suddenly, Pei Yu grabbed He Su violently and dragged her into the room. He forced her to stand in front of the vanity and harshly tore off the white cloth on He Su’s face.
"He Su, look, look at your ghastly appearance! Your entire face is so ruined it’s unrecognizable; I feel sick just glancing at you! The stench from your body smells worse than the beggars in town!"
"Hindsight is 20/20."
"I had already decided when I returned from The Outside, you, Luo Yang, Gao Jian, Phoenix Blood! None of you are going to have an easy time!"
He then pushed He Su away, as if repulsed by her.
He Su fell to the ground, looking dazed, then raised her hand to touch her marred face and suddenly let out a heart-wrenching scream.
Pei Yu, unable to bear the annoyance, kicked He Su away in irritation, but He Su kept screaming, her cries piercing like The Devil’s Voice Pierces the Ear.
Pei Yu shouted, but He Su acted as if she had been severely provoked.
She remembered the face she had seen previously in the mirror, so ugly, so repulsive, so terrifying, so horrifying – that was not her!
That wasn’t her face, she didn’t look like that, it wasn’t her!
Pei Yu, agitated by her shrill screams, kicked her ruthlessly again and again.
He Su was struck in the stomach; she hunched over and vomited a large mouthful of sputum, but Pei Yu kept on beating her relentlessly, without pause.
Only when he was tired did he finally stop.
Looking at the woman on the ground, who was barely hanging on to life, he suddenly said with scornful laughter, "Why did I ever fancy you? You were just someone with a bit of money, weren’t you? But what’s that money really worth? I am the son of the Nu Woer Tribe’s chieftain! And you, at best, are nothing more than a country gentleman!"
In the end, Pei Yu coldly flicked his sleeve, "Somebody, take Mistress He back to her room!" A strong woman from The Outside, silent as a shadow, appeared in the room, picked up He Su onto her shoulder, and then, just as silently as she had appeared, vanished into the night with He Su.
Pei Yu looked up towards the night sky: "Phoenix Blood, Liang Shujun... where are you now?"