Otherworld Advance Team
Chapter 1606 - 1599: Betrothed for Life

Chapter 1606: Chapter 1599: Betrothed for Life

Hearing his call, the girl shuddered all over before slowly lifting her head. Her eyes were still captivating, yet filled with weariness.

Upon seeing Huayu Ting, Fei Yu’s face revealed a mix of joy and desolation. Her lips moved, but she did not speak. After a long silence, she finally became respectful, lowering her head timidly and responding with, "Young Master..."

Huayu Ting trembled all over. He, who was usually so robust, nearly lost his footing and almost collapsed to the ground.

"Young, Young Master, are you alright?" Seeing Huayu Ting’s reaction, the housekeeper and servants were terrified.

"Get out, all of you get out!" Having recovered his wits, Huayu Ting gradually regained his reason and started to bellow angrily.

"What’s wrong with the Young Master..." The housekeeper and servants looked at each other, appearing somewhat at a loss.

"Leave her with me, all of you get out, do you hear me." Huayu Ting coldly demanded.

"Young Master, this is not proper..." The housekeeper and servants exchanged glances again, cautiously trying to dissuade him, seemingly thinking in some strange direction.

"Are you instructing me on how to handle my affairs?" Huayu Ting’s face showed a fierce glint as he grabbed the housekeeper by the neck, and through clenched teeth asked.

"Young Master, I was wrong..." The housekeeper struggled, desperately voicing an apology.

"Get out!" Huayu Ting threw him onto the servants, shouting sternly.

The housekeeper and servants did not dare to delay, nor were they clear on what had upset Huayu Ting. After helping the housekeeper up, the group hurriedly left the scene.

With no one else around, Huayu Ting took a deep breath and slowly approached Fei Yu. With her head lowered, every step Huayu Ting took forward, she retreated one step back, the sound of her shackles clinking against the floor.

The two continued this dance of advance and retreat until Fei Yu had backed up to the wall, with nowhere else to retreat, and could only press herself tightly against it, trembling all over.

"Why don’t you keep retreating? How come you’ve stopped?" Seeing her condition, Huayu Ting coolly asked.

He extended his hand, and before even touching her, she immediately started to shiver, as if a reflex had formed.

"How did this happen, how did this happen..." Huayu Ting, with no concern, caressed her emaciated arms, his heart filled with sorrow. He could almost feel the blood dripping from his heart, about to burst forth, but he managed to hold back, and tears streamed down his face.

Huayu Ting was still that emotional Huayu Ting, he had never changed, so he couldn’t forget the happiest times he spent with Fei Yu.

"Fei Yu, look at me, what do you call me?" Huayu Ting, fighting back his sadness, supported Fei Yu’s shoulders, lifted her chin, and made her look at him.

Fei Yu’s large eyes brimmed with tears, her gaze filled with grievance and fear. She looked at Huayu Ting with terror, her lips quivered, but she could not utter a word.

"What do you call me, say it!" Huayu Ting roared angrily.

"Young, Young Master..." Fei Yu timidly said.

"What do you call me!" Hearing this response, Huayu Ting’s inexplicable rage surged, and he punched the wall, creating a dent in it.

"I’ll give you one more chance, what do you call me!" Huayu Ting took a deep breath, asking sternly.

"Young, Young Lord..." Fei Yu lowered her head, unable to hold back her sobs.

"Young Lord, huh, Young Master, huh huh..." Huayu Ting laughed coldly, yet he could not stop the tears, his laughter was uglier than crying.

In despair, he released Fei Yu, turned away and closed his eyes, looking up at the sky. The sky was clear, yet all he saw was pitch black.

He felt his heart growing colder and fouler, his body gradually becoming as stiff as a corpse, with heaviness in his head and lightness in his feet.

Just as he was engulfed in despair, suddenly, that frail hand grabbed his tightly. He turned around joyfully, to see Fei Yu looking at him with tears, her throat moved for a while before she slowly uttered two words: "Ating..."

"Fei Yu, Fei Yu, my Fei Yu..." Hearing this name, Huayu Ting lost all his reason in an instant, rushing over to hold Fei Yu tightly, and began to sob uncontrollably.

"Ating, I’ve finally waited... for you to come back..." Fei Yu whimpered, struggling to get out these not-so-long words.

After venting his feelings, Huayu Ting took Fei Yu into his own room and started to take meticulous care of her. Fei Yu had many illnesses, and even parasites in her stomach. Huayu Ting simply abandoned his ongoing affairs and devoted himself wholeheartedly to caring for Fei Yu.

With the help of his connections, Huayu Ting summoned a renowned healer from the jianghu to treat her and prescribe medicine. Through his efforts, most of Fei Yu’s illnesses were resolved within a month, and with good nutrition, she slowly regained weight. Her figure was no longer skeletal but began to show her once charming and gentle beauty.

After administering the medicine and meal, Huayu Ting began to take care of the bowls and chopsticks. He did not allow anyone to approach the vicinity of his room, and he took on all the tasks of caring for Fei Yu himself.

"Let me do it." Fei Yu, who was propped against the headboard, struggled to get up but was scolded by Huayu Ting.

"Stay there and don’t move!" Huayu Ting ordered unceremoniously.

"Yes..." Fei Yu lowered her head, her ears drooping with her emotions.

"And," after a pause, Huayu Ting continued, "Don’t call me Young Lord."

After finishing the chores, he walked to the bedside, sat next to Fei Yu, and gazed at her with a gentle and quiet look. Seeing her slowly regaining her former radiance, he felt genuinely happy from the bottom of his heart.

"I can’t believe you are actually the heir to the Huayu Family, I should have guessed sooner..." Fei Yu said with a downcast expression.

"So what?" Huayu Ting said, reaching out to hold her hand, fingers interlocking with hers.

"I am a slave..." Fei Yu continued.

"So what?" Huayu Ting asked again, examining their clasped hands.

"I am also a person from the Demon Clan..." Fei Yu said, her voice growing even lower.

"So what?" Huayu Ting repeated his question.

Fei Yu looked up at him and frowned, petulantly punching his chest with her hand.

"For that punch alone," Huayu Ting grabbed her tiny hand and pressed it to his chest, saying earnestly, "our relationship has never changed."

"But..." Fei Yu looked at him worriedly.

"There are no ’buts’," Huayu Ting stared at her, seriously saying, "Fei Yu, during the days we were apart, I dreamt of you every night."

"You must be lying..." Fei Yu’s face blushed, she withdrew her hand from his chest, and said with her head down.

"I am telling the truth. I thought we would see each other soon, but I never imagined it would take a whole seven years..." Huayu Ting said, unable to stop himself from sighing.

"Where did you go?" Fei Yu looked up at him again, asking with a sense of grievance.

"Following my father’s orders, I wandered through the martial world..." Huayu Ting sighed as he spoke.

"Father..." Hearing this, Fei Yu’s gaze dimmed once more.

Huayu Ting knew exactly what she was worried about, so he grabbed her little hand again and pressed it to his chest, saying, "That’s all in the past. Now father can’t force me to do anything anymore. I’m now a mid-Jiedan Realm master, none of the peers in our family can match me."

"How wonderful, you’re a great hero, a great Young Lord..." Fei Yu said, her heart starting to taste bitter.

"Do you know why I diligently practiced cultivation?" Huayu Ting asked.

"Why?" Fei Yu inquired.

"For you, to protect you, do you remember the first time I protected you?" Huayu Ting asked affectionately.

"You remember... that..." Fei Yu said and suddenly started to sob, tears sliding down uncontrollably.

"Of course, I remember everything we’ve been through together," Huayu Ting said as he hugged her tightly, "I even remember you standing naked in front of me."

"Don’t remember such things..." Fei Yu, moved and embarrassed, weakly punched him.

"Fei Yu..." Basking in the warmth of the embrace, Huayu Ting suddenly spoke her name.

"Hmm?" Fei Yu nodded slightly.

"Marry me, let’s get married and become husband and wife, what do you say?" Huayu Ting proposed excitedly.

Hearing his words, Fei Yu trembled all over, abruptly pushing him away, her eyes wide in disbelief.