Super God Grandmaster
Chapter 1197 - 1197 1183 Blame Others

Chapter 1197: Chapter 1183: Blame Others Chapter 1197: Chapter 1183: Blame Others Ye Chen hesitated for a moment. “There will be no good ending,” he heard, and although it was somewhat discomforting, he felt the other party made sense, nodding in agreement, “You’re right, the ending wouldn’t be good. It’s best to stay as far away as possible.”

The little gardener, Little Hong, felt she might have said the wrong thing and hastily added, “Maybe I spoke too harshly?”

Ye Chen, however, was surprisingly serious as he shook his head and replied, “No, you didn’t. Not knowing me might indeed be for the best.”

Little Hong had two more pots of flowers to prune before she could complete her task for the night. “I really didn’t mean anything by it,” she said.

“I’m not blaming you. It’s just that it reminded me of something from a long time ago.”

“What things from a long time ago?”

Ye Chen instantly became cautious, chuckling, “I certainly won’t tell you so easily.”

Little Hong pouted and laughed, “I’m not even eager to know.”

“Do you have a partner yet?”

Little Hong shook her head, “No, I don’t want to have children too early.”

Ye Chen laughed, “Getting married doesn’t necessarily mean you have to start having children right away.”

“Heh, those are all lies. It’s that kind of talk that’s deceived who knows how many girls.”

Ye Chen giggled and asked, “What about an unattached flower like you considering someone like me, how about it?”

Of course, she knew Ye Chen was joking with her. “I have no desire to become a widow,” she replied.

“True, only a fool would fall for someone like me.”

“I do see such a fool.”

“You’re talking about your young mistress, aren’t you?”

Little Hong seized the opportunity, “I’ve never seen her like this before; this is the first. Everything you eat every day, she specially arranges, worried that you might get too thin.”

“Speaking well of your young mistress to me? I’ve made it clear to her long ago, telling her not to get too close to me.”

Upon hearing this, Little Hong sighed, “There aren’t many who can control their true feelings, especially when a girl really falls for someone, that person becomes her everything. Even if it leads to death, she would still go through with it.”

“To talk about death so openly isn’t a good omen,” Ye Chen remarked.

“You guys are different. How many of you are truly devoted? After aesthetic fatigue sets in, you’re like a blind bear stripping corn cobs—fancying every new one you see, all while still thinking about what’s in the pot while eating from the bowl.” She spoke with a hint of disdain.

“You haven’t been deceived by any man, have you? Otherwise, you wouldn’t say such things.”

“No.”

“I bet you have been; otherwise, you wouldn’t hold such views. Not all boys are as you described.”

Little Hong snorted coldly, “Don’t tell me you’re one of them.”

“Of course, I’m one of them,” Ye Chen confessed.

“Then why did you mess with our young mistress, making her fall for you in the end?”

“There’s where you’re wrong. It wasn’t me who messed with her; she messed with me.”

“How could that be? You’re the type who’s a master at fishing, intentionally luring fish in. Once they bite, you say it’s not your fault.”

Ye Chen attempted to defend himself, “Absolutely not. How could I be so wicked?”

“I think you’re exactly that kind of person.”

“If that’s what you think of me, there’s nothing I can do about it, but with your young mistress, I really don’t want to stir things up. It’s she who keeps bothering me, as if she’s practically throwing herself at me. I’ve been desperately trying to push her away, but I haven’t managed to do so. It just goes to show, one shouldn’t be too perfect; being too flawless is also a problem.”

Convinced by his words, Little Hong relented, “It seems to me that you feel quite accomplished, having won her over just like that.”

“Wronged, alas! How could I ever do such a despicable thing!” Ye Chen protested.

Little Hong sniffed disdainfully, not wanting to dwell on the topic any longer. These days, she had also noticed that Ye Chen had something on his mind. “Are you worried about not being able to return to the Central Plains in time, fearing that girl will get married?”

Ye Chen of course knew which girl she was referring to. “I don’t want to think about it anymore. If she’s getting married, that’s her business,” he said.

Little Hong could hear in his voice a hint of giving up.

“Heh, who in this life can’t live without whom? Who can’t survive without someone else? In a lifetime, we experience countless fleeting moments. It’s just a stage in your journey, and it will all become part of the past.”

“You hate her for finding someone better,” Little Hong accused.

“I don’t have the energy to hate others,” Ye Chen answered.

Little Hong didn’t believe him, saying, “You truly don’t blame others, when all of this was caused by you. She thought you were dead and sought someone else. Of course, she had to find someone else. She did nothing wrong. Months went by. Did you really expect her to remain single for you, her entire life? Isn’t that a bit too selfish?”

Indeed, her words left him with no rebuttal. It was true. On what grounds could he blame others? After Wei Yiling’s death, didn’t he seek out someone else? How could he then blame others? It was unreasonable.

“Am I wrong? Months have passed. You are alive now, but to her, you already died. She has no obligation to waste the rest of her life on a dead man, so you have no right to blame her.”

“That’s correct. How could I possibly have the right to blame anyone? I can’t even control my own future—where do I have the time to blame others?”

“You certainly don’t, and I can tell from your tone that you’re angry, but you have no right to be. Yes, you left her, claiming you were dead, and that was noble of you, but you can’t expect her to abandon her future for you.”

What a formidable girl. She managed to conceal it this whole time, but her mouth is way sharper than Nangong Yan’s.

“I actually had some respect for you, but to think that you would hold a grudge and say those words, I really overestimated you.”

“You are impressive, I hadn’t realized that a few days ago.”

“See, I was right, wasn’t I? You can’t always feel like others owe you, you need to consider things from their perspective too.”

“Right, my bad, I was being petty.”

“You can’t always be perfect either. Sometimes you see things only from your own point of view. It’s a bit selfish, but it’s understandable.”

As dusk fell without warning, Ye Chen felt his stomach rumble. He was just about to ask her to prepare dinner when Nangong Yan came in with two maids. From outside, she could hear Ye Chen and Little Hong chatting and said, “Wow, you two seem to be having a pleasant conversation.”

Little Hong hurriedly put down her scissors and greeted Nangong Yan.

Nangong Yan asked, “So, you’re finishing work early this evening?”

“I wasn’t in the mood, so I came out early,” Ye Chen tossed out a comment.

“Feeling upset and want a drink again?” Nangong Yan wasn’t one for beating around the bush.

“Heh, you wish I was sad and troubled, don’t you.”

“Not at all,” Nangong Yan responded, having the maids set down some sliced meat and ingredients before sending them out.

Ye Chen, looking at the raw meat, asked, “You’re not going to make me eat it raw, are you?”

Nangong Yan smiled and said to Little Hong, “Bring out the hotpot, we’re having hotpot tonight.”

Little Hong agreed and left.

Ye Chen noticed that the meat plates were all different and said, “Where did you get these? What kind of meat is it?”

“Well, it’s definitely not human meat,” Nangong Yan poured herself a cup of tea.

“Human meat, I’d dare to eat that too.”

“I know you would. Now you’re afraid of leaving regrets, of course you’d dare,” Nangong Yan observed Ye Chen and asked, “Missing her again?”

Nangong Yan had figured it out; this guy had deep feelings for the girl. None of these things mattered anymore; she just wanted to treat him well.

“Not at all.”

“I think so. Otherwise, how could you have come out so quickly?” she had overheard a bit of their conversation earlier.

“Are you really that free?” He was aware that these days Nangong Yao had a lot on his hands and could barely pull himself away from his work, keeping him insanely busy. It was rumored that Shao Hengjiang would be arriving soon.

“My father has been quite busy, but I’m still the same as always.”

“Looks like it, except for the immense pressure on me.”

“Hehe, complaining.”

“How could I dare complain? I shouldn’t have listened to your father. How could I have foolishly agreed to it? I’m such an idiot.”

Nangong Yan snorted coldly, “Instead of wasting all that energy complaining, you might as well spend it getting to grips with things.”

“You think I don’t want to? I wish I could go back to Central Plains right now.”

Little Hong soon brought over the stove and a pot filled with clean water.

Just as he was about to get bowls and utensils, Ye Chen stopped her, saying, “Bring out the alcohol too.”

Little Hong glanced at Nangong Yan, who nodded in agreement, and then left.

Ye Chen lit the charcoal in the stove with a fire starter and placed the pot filled with water on it, waiting for it to boil before adding the seasoning.

Nangong Yan suggested, “How about we go out for a walk tonight?”

Ye Chen asked, “To Jinye Pavilion?”

Nangong Yan glared at him, visibly annoyed.

Ye Chen quickly answered himself, “Let’s not.”

Nangong Yan began to add some spices to the water.

Ye Chen asked, “Why haven’t I seen Ouyang Yue around?”

“She’s been quite busy lately; there’s a lot she needs to take care of.”

Ye Chen realized it made sense — they were about to attack Sacred Spirit Island, and she would be the busiest one, having to make contact with Sacred Spirit Island and spread the news. She was looking for ways to directly dispel the morale of the Sacred Spirit Sect’s people.

The chopsticks and alcohol were brought out soon after.

Nangong Yan said, “Little Hong, you come eat with us.”

“I’d better not, I won’t disturb the two of you.” Little Hong left.