Wuxia: Become the 100-Victory Sword King at the Beginning

Chapter 102: Breaking News: The Dark Night at Jinhui Inn
After Zhuque sent Gong Simeng home, he flew back to Shi Feiyang alone.

After all, the token and jade pendant that control it and the white tiger are all in Shi Feiyang's hands. He is the real master of these two auspicious beasts. Just like a magnet has a natural attraction to iron filings, their fate is closely linked to Shi Feiyang and cannot be separated.

At night, moonlight streamed across the courtyard of the Jinhui Inn like mercury, draping the world in a dreamlike veil. Everything around them became dreamlike, as if they were in a fairyland. The several osmanthus trees in the courtyard cast dappled shadows in the moonlight, and the gentle breeze rustled their branches, whispering secrets untold.

Liu Tingting, dressed in black, came quietly to Gong Simeng's room like a ghost in the dark night.

Her footsteps were as light as a cat sneaking on tiptoe. Each step she took was extremely gentle and slow. The subtle "creeping" sound was almost swallowed up by the night, as if she was a part of the night, blending into the darkness.

On the street outside the inn, the occasional barking of dogs could be heard, echoing in the silent night, adding a sense of loneliness and mystery.

Liu Tingting stretched out her slender fingers and gently pushed the door open. The door hinge made a slight "creaking" sound, which seemed particularly abrupt in the silent night, like a stone breaking the calm surface of a lake, causing ripples.

Inside, Gong Simeng sat at the table, the candlelight flickering. The dim light reflected on her slightly tired face, and the interweaving of light and shadow made her look even more pitiful, making people feel pity. Outside the window, a dark cloud slowly drifted by, blocking the moonlight. The room suddenly darkened, foreshadowing the impending uneasiness.

Gong Simeng looked up and suddenly saw Liu Tingting. A hint of surprise flashed across his eyes, like a frightened deer. His pupils dilated slightly, his eyebrows raised slightly, and his lips unconsciously opened slightly, as if he had seen something beyond his imagination.

Liu Tingting quickly closed the door, her movements as agile as a cheetah hunting, and she flashed to Gong Simeng's side. She lowered her voice and said in a cold and hurried tone, "Gong Simeng, I came here to tell you something important." Her voice was low and sharp, as if it contained ice chips, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from between her teeth, for fear that others would hear it.

At this moment, the candlelight in the room was gently blown by a gust of wind, and the flame jumped violently a few times, as if it was also trembling in the tense atmosphere. Gong Simeng frowned slightly, and the doubt on her face gathered like a dark cloud. She asked softly, "Why is it so mysterious?"

Liu Tingting's eyes were as sharp as a hawk's. She stared intently into Gong Simeng's, as if her gaze could see right into her heart, piercing her thoughts. She said coldly, "I'm warning you, don't really fall in love with Shi Feiyang. You should know that in the Shenshui Palace, emotions are your most fatal weakness. If the palace learns of your true feelings, your parents and brothers will be executed by the Shenshui Palace. There's absolutely no chance of survival."

Her eyes revealed a bone-chilling coldness, and her words carried an unquestionable majesty, as cold and ruthless as a judge sentencing someone to death. The wind outside the window seemed to grow stronger, making the window paper rustle, echoing this cold threat.

Gong Simeng's face instantly turned as pale as paper, bloodless, and her lips trembled slightly, just like autumn leaves ravaged by the cold wind. She bit her lip, trying to calm herself down, and said, "I... I don't have any special feelings for him."

There was a flash of panic in her eyes, like a frightened bird flying around in panic. She tried her best to hide her inner feelings, but the more she tried to hide it, the more obvious her panic became, like ripples spreading across a calm lake.

The temperature in the room also dropped as Gong Simeng became nervous, and Gong Simeng couldn't help but shiver slightly.

Liu Tingting snorted coldly, the sound seeming to come from deep within her nose, filled with disdain and mockery. "That's better. Also, my mother has instructed you to find out where Shi Feiyang has hidden the treasure of Snow Eagle Fort. This is an order, and no one can disobey. Also, find a way to bring Shi Feiyang's white tiger and red bird back to Shenshui Palace. The white tiger and red bird are auspicious beasts and hold great significance to Shenshui Palace."

Her tone was extremely strong, and every word was like an ice-cold bullet, shooting straight into Gong Simeng's heart, leaving her nowhere to hide. At this moment, the dark clouds outside the window grew thicker, completely blocking the moonlight, and the room fell into darkness. Only the flickering candlelight barely illuminated the two people's faces.

Gong Simeng shook her head, her body trembling slightly. She said in a trembling voice, "This is difficult! Really? The tokens and jade pendants that control the White Tiger and Vermillion Bird are all on Shi Feiyang. How can I get them?" Her voice trembled slightly, like a leaf shivering in the cold wind, filled with helplessness and despair. A gust of cold wind squeezed in through the crack in the window, almost extinguishing the candlelight. Gong Simeng subconsciously hugged her arms tightly.

Liu Tingting looked at her coldly, with a hint of cunning in her eyes, which was as cunning as a fox calculating its prey, making people shudder. She said, "Won't you sleep with him? When he falls asleep, won't you steal the token and jade pendant?" Her words were like a sharp blade, piercing straight into Gong Simeng's dignity and emotions.

Gong Simeng felt dizzy and the furnishings in the room became blurry. Her pretty face turned pale in an instant and her whole body trembled violently, as if she had been struck by a sharp lightning and she froze.

She clenched her fists, her nails digging deep into her palms, making a subtle "crunching" sound, enduring immense mental pain. After a moment's silence, she slowly nodded, her voice low and helpless, and said, "I understand."

Gong Simeng's voice seemed to be tightly bound by the shackles of fate, revealing endless sadness and despair.

At this moment, a muffled thunder came from outside the window, as if expressing dissatisfaction with Gong Simeng's tragic fate.

Liu Tingting glanced at her and reminded her again, her tone as cold as ice in winter: "Remember, this matter is of great importance, and you must not be negligent in the slightest. If you mess it up, you will not be able to bear the consequences." After that, Liu Tingting's figure flashed and disappeared into the night with a "whoosh". Her movements were clean and neat, as if she had never appeared, leaving Gong Simeng alone in the darkness, trapped in deep pain and confusion.

At this moment, the candlelight in the room finally couldn't bear the weight and went out with a "puff", and the whole room fell into complete darkness.

After being disturbed by Liu Tingting, Gong Simeng lost her sleep. She sat on the edge of the bed, staring blankly at the moonlight outside the window. In her eyes, the moonlight now became cold and ruthless, just like Liu Tingting's cold eyes.

Gong Simeng felt mixed emotions, all kinds of emotions were intertwined like a tangled mess, and it was impossible to cut them off or sort them out.

Liu Tingting's warnings kept echoing in her ears, like the buzzing of countless bees, disturbing her and causing her to have a splitting headache. Outside the window, the dark clouds gradually dissipated, and the moonlight shone again, but it could not illuminate the dark corners in Gong Simeng's heart.

She recalled every moment of her acquaintance with Shi Feiyang: his bravery, his courage in the face of a powerful enemy, his resolute gaze that seemed to dispel all darkness; his gentleness and thoughtfulness, the cup of hot tea he offered her when she was tired, his caring words that seemed to warm her entire world; his smile, like the warm spring sun, that could dispel the haze in her heart. Every moment was so clear, constantly emerging in her mind, deeply etched in her heart.

Is this love? But this love is like a rose with thorns, beautiful but dangerous, and the slightest touch will cause blood to flow.

Gong Simeng knew that the rules of Shenshui Palace were strict, like a cold iron law. If they were violated, the consequences would be disastrous and her family's lives would be in danger. But how could she bear to explore Shi Feiyang's treasure and betray the man she might have fallen in love with?
Her heart was struggling in pain, as if it was tightly grasped by an invisible big hand, unable to breathe, and every heartbeat was accompanied by severe pain. Between love and responsibility, justice and loyalty, she lost her way and didn't know where to go.

At this time, the branches outside the inn were rustling in the wind, wailing for Gong Simeng's pain.

(End of this chapter)