14 Scared Under His Watch
Lingfeng's fists clenched. His cold eyes stared steely at Su Luo in anger, and, oddly, a touch of admiration.
Prince Jin had always been revered by everyone! In addition, his talent was astounding! Even the grandmaster of the Su Mansion was only a fifth-rank fighter, yet Prince Jin had already reached the sixth-rank at the age of 18!
His Highness had never been wronged or ill-treated at all ever since he was a kid. But now! Now he was slapped by some young girl! This imbecile girl had no spiritual power, yet was truly rampant and arrogant!
Nangong Liuyun's slim index finger slowly caressed the cheek that Su Luo slapped. His hawkish eyes were icy and imperious, shining with an erring gleam.
His eyes were eerie and deep, unusually cold and unfathomable. He stared at Su Luo studiously.
Su Luo began to feel scared and short of breath under his watch.
A shred of panic quickly rose in Su Luo's heart. However, she quickly calmed herself and held her head up to meet his eyes. Undaunted by Nangong Liuyun, her chest puffed out.
In an instant, the expression changed on Nangong Liuyun's intimidating yet handsome face. The corner of his mouth curled up slowly. He was all smiles like a blooming flower.
Paah-- Paah-- The brisk sounds of hands clapping went off, one after another. Nangong Liuyun applauded Su Luo, then outstretched his beautiful hands to pull her back to him. She fell into his arms again.
"Girl, I really don't know what to do with your confidence. Should I praise your bravado or mock your stupidity?" Nangong Liuyun seemed to have a touch of frustration deep in his alluring eyes. "Do you know that it is a capital offense in the Empire to attack people of the fifth-rank and above? You could have been sentenced to death already. Do you understand?"
What was this nonsense? Why wasn't she allowed to resist when he forced his kiss onto her? What kind of law was this? How come everything was always partial to bigwigs and powerhouses?
Nangong Liuyun acted as if he understood her unspoken thoughts. He put on a vague smile and said to her, "In this martial world, physical strength and abilities are the only hard power. It's not fair, is it? But there is nothing you can do with no talent."
Su Luo clenched her fists and was not resigned to the powerlessness.
Nangong Liuyun taught her a vivid and practical lesson and helped her gain a deep understanding that only people who mastered martial arts had a say in this world.
Nangong Liuyun's eyes squinted. He looked Su Luo up and down curiously, then patted her hands and rubbed her head.
"What are you doing?" Was he playing her like she was a doll?
In the moonlight, Nangong Liuyun's inky and charming eyes were covered with a hint of mystery. He stood up abruptly and grabbed Su Luo's hand. "Let's go. I'm going to take you to a place," he said, his voice filled with temptation.
"Where are we going?" Su Luo looked at him, befuddled.
At the moment, his pupils were glistening with a brilliant light. A hint of excitement was glimmering and flowing. He was cheered up as though all of his confusions were cleared up all of a sudden.
"The Divine Testing Palace," Nangong Liuyun's voice was charming yet forceful. He stared straight at Su Luo.
"The Divine Testing Palace? What are we going to do there?" Su Luo knew about the Divine Testing Palace. Her life was turned upside down on the day she got the results of her Talent Test at the Divine Testing Palace.
"What do you think? What else can you do at the Divine Testing Palace?" Nangong Liuyun uttered a light chuckle. Unexpectedly, his voice turned gentle and lazy. Uniquely melodic, it rang through the air of the silent and tranquil night.
"But isn't it true that people can only enter the Divine Testing Palace on the first day of each month?"
Nangong Liuyun smirked softly. He poked her smooth forehead and said in a laid-back manner, "Silly girl, you have to get used to the idea that some people, like me, were born with privileges."