Chapter 124: Chapter 124 Bottom Line

But how could Jiang Ke give her a chance?

With sharp eyes and quick hands, he struck her nape with a knife.

Sang Yan’s body stiffened, her legs gave way, and she collapsed into his arms.

Before losing consciousness, her eyes conveyed absolute despair.

She was too weak.

No match for Jiang Ke at all.

Jiang Ke carried her behind a tree, disguised himself, and also changed Sang Yan’s appearance.

Carrying her on his back, he pretended to wander around with his “sister,” seeking medical help, and they managed to infiltrate successfully.

When Sang Yan awoke, she found herself in a plain room.

It seemed to be an inn.

She clutched her neck, groaning in pain.

Her mute acupoint had been released.

She looked at the man opposite her but did not open her mouth to call for help.

Because he was wiping the sword in his hand.

As if awaiting a blood sacrifice.

“Knock knock–”

Someone knocked on the door.

The waiter pushed the door open, greeting them with a simple smile, “Sir, your ordered meal is here. Please enjoy.”

Sang Yan looked at the waiter, bit her lip, and suppressed the urge to cry out for help.

The waiter quickly left the room.

Jiang Ke followed him out, asking for hot water to be prepared.

The waiter busily agreed, “Right away, sir. I’ll bring it shortly.”

Jiang Ke closed the door, sat back down in his chair, and looked at Sang Yan: “Aren’t you hungry? Come down and eat.”

Sang Yan tactfully got out of bed, picked up her chopsticks, and started to eat.

After several days on the run, she had forgotten what food tasted like.

Tears fell.

She didn’t know why she wanted to cry.

Jiang Ke did not ask, quietly ate his meal, his brow constantly furrowed.

He seemed to always make her cry.

That man certainly wouldn’t.

That’s why she didn’t like him.

He clenched his chopsticks, jealousy overflowing in his heart. After eating, he went back to polishing his sword.

“Knock knock–”

The door was knocked again.

This time, a tall man entered.

The man, in his thirties with a majestic appearance, was dressed in a black martial outfit and had a long sword at his waist.

After entering, he glanced at Jiang Ke and smiled, “Hero Jiang, long time no see.”

Jiang Ke didn’t have any intention of exchanging pleasantries, throwing a letter to him: “Take this. Go to Rongzhou.”

The man caught the letter, glanced at Sang Yan, didn’t say anything more, and turned to leave–

Sang Yan hastily asked, “How may I address you, sir?”

The man paused, then turned back to say, “I am Tan Yunjian.”

Sang Yan quickly recognized him, “I am Sang Yan. My brother is Sang Jue. You two were master and disciple, could you please save my life? He kidnapped me here. I beg you.”

Her eyes brimming with tears, her long hair disheveled, she looked tragically beautiful and pitiful.

Jiang Ke watched her with a frown, his tone icy and warning, “Ah Yan, don’t plead with another man in front of me. Do you think I’d let any man who wants to rescue you appear before you?”

“Hero Jiang, a little tenderness towards a lady wouldn’t hurt.”

Tan Yunjian said this reminder, smiling apologetically at Sang Yan: “I’m sorry, Miss Sang, Jiang Ke has done me a favor in the past, I can’t help you.”

He was repaying the favor because Jiang Ke had once let him go when he was escorting Suxi back to Min State.

Sang Yan, persistent, continued: “I understand the Jianghu code of returning favors and avenging wrongs. But isn’t there a limit? The deeds of Jiang Ke are unkind and unjust. Shouldn’t you be the type to draw your sword to help when you see injustice?”

Tan Yunjian was stumped.

He paused for a while before saying, “Miss Sang, it’s just that Jiang Ke likes you too much. He means no harm to you.”

“Ridiculous! Doesn’t my brother like Suxi? Did he ever harm her? Then why did you, kidnap Suxi, and deliver her to Yu Pochuan? If you’re following the will of Suxi, then shouldn’t you be following my will now?”

She wept as she questioned him.

Tan Yunjian was left speechless again.

Seeming to waver.

Jiang Ke said coldly, “Brother Tan, it’s time for you to leave.”

Tan Yunjian smiled helplessly, “Miss Sang, you see, he calls me ‘Brother Tan.’ How could I disregard our brotherly bond?”

Sang Yan: “…”

In the end, they were thoroughgoing selfish individuals who acted solely based on their preferences.

Even when they did good deeds for a moment, it was only to garner a narrowly defined reputation.

Utterly hypocritical!

“People fishing for fame.”

She was angry, disgusted, and mocking.

He smiled, offered no rebuttal, and bowed slightly before retreating from the room.

“Wait!”

Sang Yan called out to him as he was closing the door, “Then tell me, where is Rongzhou? No, in which direction is it?”

Tan Yunjian paused for a moment, then said, “Rongzhou borders Min State and is located in the Southern direction.”

“And Qingzhou?” Sang Yan continued to ask.

“Qingzhou is near the sea, to the East.”

“So you’re creating a diversion, throwing off our tracks, and confusing their line of sight?”

She looked at Jiang Ke, wishing she could bite him to death.

Jiang Ke offered no response, clearly impatient, as he coldly said to Tan Yunjian, “You should get lost now!”

Tan Yunjian sighed, closed the door, and left.

“Despicable!”

“Jiang Ke, have you had enough yet?”

Sang Yan cursed twice in anger, seized a sword, and wanted to kill him!

Jiang Ke instinctively reached out to block her, disbelief filling his eyes, “You want to kill me?”

“Should I not kill you?”

“I’m getting married!”

“I was supposed to have a happy life, and now you’ve ruined it all!”

“Jiang Ke, you can’t love someone this way!”

She cried with immense sadness.

Tears fell like broken beads.

Her delicate body shook, and her voice became hoarse.

Jiang Ke was also heartbroken.

The woman he loved wanted to kill him!

Throughout their journey together, he thought there were moments of tenderness, yet she wanted to kill him!

He gripped the sword tightly, his face twisted in pain as he retorted sharply, “Then how do you teach me to love you? To watch you bear and raise children with another man?”

He couldn’t do it.

He had tried to let go.

But he wasn’t willing to give up.

He was the first to fall for her.

On that clear and sunny afternoon, she climbed up the date tree and tossed him a date, smiling at him.

“Ah Yan, I love you like a madman.”

“I can’t manage to leave you.”

“If you want to be free, then kill me.”

He let go of his grip, put down the sword in his hand, and even handed her the sword, slowly closing his eyes, “Kill me. As long as you kill me, you can return to his side.”

Sang Yan grabbed the sword and mercilessly stabbed towards his heart.

The blade was sharp.

It easily pierced his clothes.

Blood seeped out, soaking his attire.

His clothes were black, so the bright red of blood was not visible, but the smell of blood had already begun to spread.

She should’ve pushed harder.

But her hand was trembling.

She couldn’t bring herself to kill even unborn birds–how could she kill a person?

Especially someone she had known for so long.

She couldn’t do it.

Neither could she.

“Thud!”

The long sword fell to the ground.

The bloodstain on its blade was a striking red.

Upon hearing the sound, he opened his eyes, filled with joy, “Ah Yan, you see, you like me, too. You truly can’t bring yourself to hurt me.”

“Enough! Don’t take my kindness as your license to be unrestrained!”

Sang Yan pushed him away with disgust and sat back on the bed, “Jiang Ke, I might not kill you now, but I have a premonition that one day you will die by my hand.”

At that moment, she was merely speaking harsh words, unaware that her premonitions almost always came true.

In the future, he really did die by her hand.