Let Me Explain, Fairy
Chapter 689 - 430: Xu Yuan Survived_3

Chapter 689: Chapter 430: Xu Yuan Survived_3

The first cup was spilled onto the ground.

The woman in the black dress, her expression obscured by an iron mask, was inscrutable, but the look on Lou Ji’s face was all too clear to Li Junqing.

It was emptiness born from emotions intensified to their limit.

Given the circumstances, Xu Changtian was likely in much more danger than fortune.

Once he finished pouring, the cup was discarded.

The liquor was quite expensive; letting Xu Changtian have a taste was enough.

After all, this cup,

was his last tribute to the boy.

Regardless of whether that guy was dead or not, Li Junqing reckoned he would be dying soon himself.

Because Qian Xi had sent him a message.

She said the Energy Mechanism of the woman in the black dress had locked onto her, telling him to run fast and she would hold off the other party for him.

What a foolish woman.

Where could he, an Integration Body, possibly run to?

He shook his head slightly, Li Junqing picked up another porcelain cup from the table’s edge, hesitated for a moment with it at his lips but chose to spill the precious liquor within it onto the ground as well.

This cup,

was a premature tribute to that foolish woman.

To be honest, he actually really rather liked that woman, Qian Xi.

She was highly skilled, beautiful, had a nice figure, and was obedient in nature.

But regrettably,

The heartless are perhaps most often those in imperial families; the birth of one from the Crown Prince’s residence doomed her to never be trusted by the Third Prince.

If she were of a different background, maybe...

Haha, it doesn’t matter now.

The liquor seeped into the ground, exuding a burst of fragrance, as he poured another glass for himself, sipped the sweetly astringent taste that spread over his taste buds, then suddenly cursed softly to himself:

"Damn, that bastard Xu Changtian really interrupted the final tender moment."

Having said that,

Li Junqing laughed softly again.

He felt the journey to the netherworld wouldn’t be too lonely.

At the very least, that bastard Xu Changtian would also be going down.

Plus,

Although he wasn’t sure if his imperial father would avenge him, he did know that Minister Xu would definitely send many high-profile figures down to accompany Xu Changtian in death.

Well, albeit for different reasons, those figures could also be considered his own funeral entourage.

Such an extravagant burial...

With thoughts streaming one after another through his mind, and drinks following each other down his throat,

Then,

After Li Junqing had emptied his last cup, he suddenly realized his bottle of liquor was empty. Preparing to grab another, he heard a cold voice speaking from beside him:

"Have you finished drinking?"

Turning his head, Li Junqing inhaled a breath of cold air.

The woman in the black dress had, at some point, come to stand behind him, holding the corpse of Jing Xuelan in her arms, her gaze fixed indifferently on him.

After a brief exchange of looks, Li Junqing turned his head away, took a small sip from the edge of his cup, and said,

"Senior is quite particular, actually willing to wait for this prince to finish his last drink. What about Qian Xi?"

Luo Bingli moved slowly to sit opposite Li Junqing, still cradling the deceased Jing Xuelan in her arms, and answered tersely,

"Dead."

"...."

In a moment of silence, a complex emotion welling up in Li Junqing’s eyes, his voice trembling slightly:

"Senior truly has remarkable methods, Transcendent Mortal Cultivation..."

"Just entered Mortal Transcendence, a person not even stable in the Dao Domain is not hard to kill."

"Heh..."

Li Junqing caressed the smooth surface of the porcelain cup, glanced upward at the sky, and said,

"Since that is the case, this prince should not keep senior waiting any longer.

"Waiting too long would be unseemly for both of us."

With that,

Li Junqing prepared to down the liquid in his cup in one gulp, only to suddenly notice the previously clear sky suddenly darken.

An eerie fog rushed with the speed of thunder to envelop the entire Huizhou County.

It was like a black ghostly fog, yet also like a red abyss.

Then,

The crazed voice of a withered old man resounded through the fog, astonished and confused:

"Why hasn’t this brat died?!"