TFOD Chapter 82
by VolareJiang Cheng raised his bowl and said, “A toast to the Yi Ling Patriarch.”
Hearing this title, Wei Wuxian again recalled that long flag fluttering in the wind, extremely imposing, and his mind was filled with the eight golden and dazzling characters, “Supreme Evil Lord, Yi Ling Patriarch.” He said, “Shut up!”
Taking a sip, Jiang Cheng said, “How’s the injury from last time?”
Wei Wuxian said, “It’s long gone.”
Jiang Cheng said, “Mm.” He paused, and then said, “How many days did it take to heal?”
Wei Wuxian said, “Less than seven days. I told you, with Wen Qing around, it was a piece of cake. But damn, you really did stab me.”
Jiang Cheng ate a piece of lotus root and said, “You’re the one who let him break my arm first. You healed in seven days, but my arm was in a sling for over a month.”
Wei Wuxian chuckled and said, “How else could I seem fierce? Anyway, it was the left hand, it doesn’t hinder your writing. For injuries to the bones and tendons, one needs a hundred days to recover; three months in a sling is not too much.”
From outside the door, they faintly heard Wen Ning’s stuttering responses. After a moment of silence, Jiang Cheng said, “Is this how you’ll be from now on? Do you have any plans?”
Wei Wuxian said, “Not for now. Those people don’t dare go down the mountain, and if I go down, others won’t dare provoke me either, as long as I don’t actively cause trouble.”
“Not actively?” Jiang Cheng sneered, “Wei Wuxian, believe it or not, even if you don’t seek trouble, trouble will find you. It’s often impossible to save a person, but to harm someone, there are more than a thousand ways.”
Wei Wuxian buried his head and said, “Force conquers all. No matter how many ways they have, whoever comes, I’ll kill them.”
Jiang Cheng said lightly, “You never listen to a single opinion of mine. One day, you’ll realize that what I say is right.”
He drained the rest of the soup in one gulp, stood up, and said, “How majestic. How remarkable. Truly befitting the Yi Ling Patriarch.”
Wei Wuxian spat out a bone and said, “Are you ever going to stop?”
As he was about to leave, Jiang Cheng said, “Don’t see me off. It’ll be terrible if others see it.”
Wei Wuxian nodded. He understood that it was not easy for the Jiang siblings to come here. If others saw them, the act they had put on for others earlier would be for nothing. He said, “We’ll leave first.”
After exiting the alley, Wei Wuxian still walked in front, with Wen Ning silently following behind. Suddenly, Wei Wuxian turned his head and said, “Why are you still holding that bowl of soup?”
“Ah?” Wen Ning said reluctantly, “To take it back… I can’t drink it, but I can give it to someone else…”
“…” Wei Wuxian said, “Whatever you want. Hold it tight, don’t spill it.”
He turned his head back, knowing in his heart that he would probably not see those people he was once familiar with for a long time.
But… wasn’t he also about to go meet familiar people now?