Azure Heaven Saber
Chapter 896 - 896 304 My Wife Laid an Egg Two in One_4

Chapter 896: Chapter 304 My Wife Laid an Egg [Two in One]_4 Chapter 896: Chapter 304 My Wife Laid an Egg [Two in One]_4 Hu Qianyang was extremely grateful to Feng Yin.

Hu Qianyang, who had the fortune of repeating his human life, possessed an exceptionally outstanding appearance, not a bit inferior to Feng Yin, especially in terms of temperament. Every word and action, every gesture and movement, all exuded an innate and natural elegance.

If there had to be a flaw, it was that his character was too simple and honest.

Yes, you read that right, simple and honest. As a peerless genius of the Fox Clan, he showed none of the cunning instincts that foxes are famed for in legend. He always acted with integrity and had long been revered as the most noble gentleman among the demon clans!

Well, “gentleman” definitely wasn’t a term of endearment in demon clans, almost synonymous with a simpleton who’s easy to bully!

Hu Qianyang was simply too detached from fame and gain, and he was also quite lazy. If not for his powerful abilities, he would’ve likely perished long ago.

In his entire life to this date, the one and only effort he made with all his might was to win over the heart of the Cat Emperor!

In pursuit of love, he even gave up the Fox Clan throne that was within easy reach, merely wishing to elope with the Cat Emperor and immerse himself in living out his simple, happy days.

He could be deemed the epitome in romance novels of one who prefers love over kingship!

In this aspect, Feng Yin felt he shared a lot in common with him.

Of course, that’s just Feng Yin feeling good about himself—the other was genuinely cultured and refined, while he couldn’t even pretend to be and still misunderstood what it meant!

Even after experiencing the life-and-death crisis of the Purple Emperor’s attack, this recluse’s character remained utterly unchanged.

He still lived quite indifferently, embracing an air of helplessness as if to say, “My will roams freely beyond this world, indifferent to the tumults of mortal life.”

While chatting with Feng Yin, Hu Qianyang sighed continuously, “Why must there be battles and life-or-death struggles? Isn’t it better for everyone to just live their own lives?”

“Life was going just fine, and no one was struggling to survive. Why must people bully others? Why must they snatch what belongs to others?”

“Why care about everything else? Just live your life, raise your wife and kids, make money for food, and enjoy a peaceful and contented existence. Isn’t that wonderful?”

“Why can’t those in higher positions see through this?”

“I have practiced my abilities and do not consider myself mediocre. Yet in my life, I’ve not even killed a rabbit. Am I really the one in the wrong?”

Feng Yin could only sigh in response to these questions.

He really wanted to say that indeed, you are mistaken. In a world where if you don’t eat others, you’ll be eaten, having great abilities yet doing nothing is a mistake in itself!

But he looked into Hu Qianyang’s clear eyes and found himself unable to say it.

Because he could tell that Hu Qianyang’s words were spoken from the heart!

Those eyes—there was no deceiving in them.

This was a man naive to the ways of the world, yet you couldn’t blame him.

Because his family background and conditions allowed such a person to be raised.

Yes, you could criticize him, accusing him of being the type that wonders, “Why not eat gruel?”

But you can’t deny that he has the means and the capital for it.

His family is wealthy, and it just so happens that he holds no ambition for power, nor does he vie for fame or wealth.

Such a family can completely support their descendants to live secure and stable lives without a trace of hardship from birth to death, enjoying carefree tranquility.

What use is your cynicism then?

You ask him why he doesn’t strive?

He doesn’t need to strive when he can live comfortably through generations without worries about food or drink!

And top it all off with this guy who lacks any ounce of ambition and whose greatest desire in life is simply to enjoy the warmth of family?!

What can you say or do about such a person?

Therefore, Feng Yin didn’t plan to say anything, nor did he intend to shatter his beautiful illusions.

Perhaps the Cat Emperor likes him exactly for that crystal-clear purity, right?

Regardless of the purity, with the looming outbreak of the Abyss, given his identity, stance, and power, his hands were bound to be stained with blood.

“Senior, don’t you hate the Purple Emperor?” Feng Yin couldn’t help asking another question.

“Hate! Why wouldn’t I hate? How could I not hate?”

Hu Qianyang laughed, looking at Feng Yin with interest, “Do you think because I’m uninterested in worldly conflicts, I’m completely devoid of temper? This kind of deep-seated grudge, a hatred worth dying for, could it really be dismissed with just a laugh?”

“…”

Feng Yin gave a wry smile. He indeed had that impression.

But Hu Qianyang’s response made him reconsider.

“In my life, I certainly do not provoke or offend anyone! But if someone wrongs or targets me, I will take revenge. And my retaliation will be more bloody and cruel because I have the moral right!”

“Because he who starts the trouble is in the wrong, and all consequences are his own making!”

“So, if I get even the slightest chance, it won’t just be Purple Emperor and White Rainbow that I kill. I would slaughter all related forces, families, friends, and acquaintances without a speck of guilt!”

After hearing this, Feng Yin couldn’t help but be taken aback.

They say you shouldn’t provoke an honest person.

Sure enough!

………

[I’m taking a leave tomorrow. I have to go to the provincial city for a meeting in the morning, and then they specifically mentioned: We will have a dinner with the leaders in the evening, so be prepared.

So it’s a certainty that I won’t be able to update tomorrow.

What bothers me most is… after abstaining from alcohol for over ten days, it seems I can’t avoid drinking tomorrow, such a dilemma haha…]