The smoke and dust cleared revealing Mu Xue Tong’s white-dressed figure, standing calmly, but staring at Jun Mo Xie in a bizarre manner. He suddenly laughed: “Wu Yi, your nephew is indeed a remarkable fellow! His strikes actually managed to inflict serious damage to Xiao Han, and took out at least twenty percent of his combat power; otherwise, I wouldn’t have been able to win so easily today. Had I not seen him in action in person, I would have never believed that a boy who hasn’t even attained the Silver Xuan level could injure a Sky Xuan expert in battle!”
Jun Mo Xie humbly smiled and said: “I believe that once a man is injured in that manner, a downgrade in combat ability is only a natural side effect. However, I was lucky, since he considered me to be an ant, and forgot that ants can sting. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have been able to injure him.”
Mu Xue Tong smiled: “Perhaps that’s the reason…I’ve never seen him struggle in this manner in our companionship of over ten years, and nor have I ever been able to oust him this easily. It’s funny that the first time this happens is the day I first meet you, right?”
Jun Mo Xie chuckled: “That’s because he’s never looked down on you, but he thought that I was too small and weak to hurt him.”
Mu Xue Tong glanced at him profoundly and stated in a serious manner: “Well, I guess that’s the case. But now I know that even weak people can be very dangerous, and I will remember to not neglect your ability.”
Jun Mo Xie smiled but decided against commenting on it and said: “This…. I believe my Third Uncle has been waiting very anxiously.”
Mu Xue Tong laughed, and then he took out the cloth from his breast pocket once again and handed it over to Jun Wu Yi.
Jun Wu Yi’s body was faintly trembling while his hands were tightly gripping the handrail of his wheelchair. The rosewood flooring made a slight ‘click’ sound as he slowly extended his hand and took the small cloth. He held it gently but firmly with both hands as if holding a very precious and fragile treasure in his hands.
Mu Xue Tong looked at Jun Wu Yi, bowed his head and said: “The Miss has been waiting for you all along!”
Jun Wu Yi suddenly looked up: “Are you saying that she……?”
Mu Xue Tong nodded gravely: “The Miss is still longing for you!”
Jun Wu Yi’s face was somewhat emotional while his eyes were glittery, as his trembling hands slowly and carefully opened the cloth, layer by layer, for he feared disturbing its contents…
The small cloth slowly unfolded into a handkerchief. A few strands of jet black hair lay in its center…
The delicate embroidery in one corner of the handkerchief read:
I haven’t crowned my hair in ten years, and every night I look at the moon and hope to come to Tian Xiang, but I know that the life doesn’t go in reverse!
Jun Wu Yi’s body trembled like dried leaves shuddering in the wind, and slowly, he lowered his face and pressed it to the handkerchief….. he pressed his head against the hair in the cloth, and didn’t raise his head up for a long while…..
Mu Xue Tong sighed deeply and said: “Miss is preparing to break into the Supreme Divine Xuan….” Jun Wu Yi’s entire body shuddered! But he still didn’t look up. His face refused to part with the handkerchief and it appeared that those strands of hair had become his entire universe in that moment.
Mu Xue Tong stood silently and calmly for a long while before he said: “Brother Wu Yi, I came to narrate this affair to you, and will take my leave now. Brother Wu Yi, I hope that you can understand the Miss’s situation, and I pray that these hard times come to an end one day… don’t lose hope Brother! There will come a day!” Then, he folded his hands and turned away.
Jun Wu Yi didn’t look up until the man had covered a few feet, and he said in a hoarse voice: “I was too moved and forgot my manners. I apologize for not being able to visit your home, but please convey my regards to Miss Shao Qian.” Shao Qian was Mu Xue Tong’s lover.
Mu Xue Tong didn’t turn around, but smiled as he said: “Shao Qian is now your sister-in-law, next time I visit you, I’ll bring her along.”
Jun Wu Yi’s words were heartfelt and honest: “Congratulations!”
Mu Xue Tong smiled, a bright azure light flashed from his body, which was followed by a cold autumn breeze, and just like a leaf, his body gently drifted away, and soon disappeared into the infinite horizon.
The distance between the heaven and earth became hazy as the curtains of the night began to descend.
Jun Wu Yi remained seated in his wheelchair, while his face was still pressed against the handkerchief and hair that lay within. The scene remained motionless in the windy background, as the shadows of the night slowly dimmed the skylight.
Jun Mo Xie stood quietly on one side and didn’t make any sound, as he quietly kept his uncle some company. The duo didn’t even look at each other but knew each other’s feelings…
The moon slowly circled in the sky, and