Boiling Beast Bloodline
Chapter 594 - 125-126 Ginger is spicy when old_1

Chapter 594: 125-126 Ginger is spicy when old_1

The gentle sifting of the sand in the hourglass punctured the empty silence; the vast room was left with only the sound of a rapidly pounding heart beating clearly and audibly.

The candlelight went out, and Liu Zhenhan reached out his hand, extinguishing the glaring light.

He used to detest darkness, yet he fell irreversibly in love with this profound color tonight.

Plunged abruptly into the night, the most panic-stricken was Daisy. Cowering like a partridge in the snow and shivering, she was obviously startled. Clutching her black cloak tightly, she collapsed to the ground from her violently trembling body.

From across the room came the sound of teeth chattering intensely.

"Daisy..." Liu Zhenhan’s parched voice sounded like a dehydrated traveler in the desert. Hearing this otherwise simple address, the Fairy Dragon’s delicate frame trembled even more violently. She seemed to be scared, somewhat timid even.

"I... I..." Liu Zhenhan took a deep breath, only to find himself at a loss for what to say or share under these circumstances.

Silence. An embarrassing silence.

"If Ning Yu or Helen were inflicted with this damned poison, and there was another man poisoned in front of them..." Daisy’s faint voice broke the silence, "... what would you do?"

"I don’t know." Liu Zhenhan’s sigh in the dark was so powerless and solitary.

"Would you let her be with another man?"

"Impossible!" Liu Zhenhan declared adamantly.

"Then would you just stand by and watch her die?"

"I..." Liu Zhenhan couldn’t go on: "...I can’t."

"You’re caught between a rock and a hard place." Daisy’s bitter smile sounded so delicate, powerless, and heartbreaking.

Silence, once again an awkward silence.

Liu Zhenhan clumsily pulled out a cigar tremblingly. After lighting it, he blankly stared at his silver arm, his gaze mechanical and dispersed. He seemed to be trying to hide his inner turmoil and confusion, but to no avail. The sparkling ember of the cigar stuck between his fingers echoed his trembling heart.

"Do you remember how we met?" Daisy asked.

"I remember, you always had a lot of prejudice against me at first, and I wasn’t good to you either." Liu Zhenhan threw a forced smile, blooming amidst the glowing embers.

"You deceived me into serving you at the cost of my freedom." Daisy hung her head low. Her voice was faint as cloud drifting in the sky.

"I was horrible." Liu Zhenhan ducked his head and took a deep drag from the cigar, the tobacco sizzling as it rapidly burnt.

"Why don’t you continue to lie to me this time? Why have you stopped your tricks?" Daisy lifted her head to gaze at the towering figure shrouded in the darkness, "Why don’t you continue to use twisted logic or simply force to make me yield?"

"If that’s what it takes with you, I would rather die." Liu Zhenhan pulled at his long hair, pain oozing from his words.

"Why don’t you just leave this place? Are you still expecting a miracle to happen?" The ambivalence in Daisy’s voice was layered, sounding like mockery, interrogation, and nothing at the same time.

Liu Zhenhan forced a laugh and rose to his feet: "Yes, why not just leave? What am I still doing here?"

Looking at the solid wooden door in front of him, slight loss and melancholy set on Liu Zhenhan’s face.

The door opened, and once he crossed this threshold, the world outside would be opened, but simultaneously forever lost.

The empty hallway and the distant hint of lamplight around the corner, a breeze breezed through, carrying with it a faint and intoxicating fragrance.

Daisy’s delicate silhouette suddenly appeared outside the door, using Instant Teleport to cross the obstructing space.

"It should be me who leaves..." Daisy stood with her back against Liu Zhenhan, her shoulders trembling slightly: "Although I am afraid of death, I also fear the loneliness of facing a person."

"I..." Liu Zhenhan, like a jammed gun, didn’t know what to say.

"Just tell me the truth, deep down, have you ever thought of having me stay?" Daisy turned around, her eyes shimmering and gentle as water: "Speak the truth to me, have you ever had that thought?"

"...No..." Liu Zhenhan turned his head, saying dryly.

"You are the most gentlemanly person I have ever known. Goodnight, my dear Lord Richard."’ Daisy reached out, slowly closing the wooden door. Liu Zhenhan watched from the corner of his eyes as the door closed, and darkness once again enveloped the room.

The footsteps outside gradually faded away. Liu Zhenhan sighed deeply within the room, leaning against the door, his hand tightly gripping his hair.

Before the door closed, he saw himself as a gallant figure, as gentlemanly as could be. But the moment the door closed, he regretted it. Not a slight regret, but an intense one... This regret swept over him like a flood from the Sanggan River, beyond his control...

The nobility of life, the glory of death... Whether a person’s life is as light as a feather or heavy as Mount Tai... What does it have to do with me? Liu Zhenhan wished he could kick himself. Why was he putting on airs? Without this chance, even holding her hand is impossible, you stupid fool!