Chapter 73: Gentle and Powerful

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Kong Hou’s fingers stilled. She looked dazedly at the red-robed Huan Zhong for a while. “Huan Zhong?”

“Kong Hou, are you all right?” The red-robed Huan Zhong put Dragon Roar back into its sheath and quickly walked towards Kong Hou. He stopped three paces away from her. “Do not be afraid, I am not an illusory yao.”

Used to Huan Zhong wearing white robes, Kong Hou’s first reaction to seeing a red-robed Huan Zhong was not suspicion but shock. White robes, red robes, and the surrounding fog caused the man in front of her to look like an incubus who could steal the souls of women.

The person before her was wearing clothing completely different than usual, but Kong Hou felt a feeling of comfort from him. She put away Phoenix Head. Kong Hou pushed the phoenix head hairpin back into her hair and walked towards Huan Zhong.

“Do not move,” Huan Zhong said. “Each rock here, each blade of grass, may be a formation of the secret realm. If it is activated, you may be transported to a different place.” As he spoke, he stepped in a strange manner as he walked towards Kong Hou and then tightly gripped her hand.

Kong Hou untield the silver ribbon from her wrist and tied her and Huan Zhong’s wrists together. She smiled smugly. “Now we will not be separated.”

“Yes…” Huan Zhong looked down at their bound wrists and then clasped her fingers. “Those two misses should have been transported to different places. Let’s first leave this misted woods.”

“All right.” Kong Hou secretly rubbed Huan Zhong’s fingers. The same warm feeling—yes, this was Huan Zhong.

Walking in the front, Huan Zhong’s ears were red as he tried to ignore Kong Hou’s small movements.

Was Kong Hou playing the tickling game with him?

“Huan Zhong, why did you suddenly change clothing?” Kong Hou looked at Huan Zhong with bright eyes. “It is very good-looking.”

“White clothing is easily dirtied.” Huan Zhong suddenly lifted Kong Hou up and moved two steps back towards the left. Kong Hou looked back at where they had dodged. There had been a large rock there which now became a tree.

“So risky.” Kong Hou patted her chest. “Huan Zhong, were you afraid I could not see you in the mist so you changed into red robes?”

“No.” Huan Zhong released Kong Hou’s waist, turned his face aside and said, “I just took out a random robe.”

“Oh.” While she did not believe it, she answered affirmatively. Men would be awkward sometimes, she understood. This robe was much more fancy than what Huan Zhong usually wore. It had flowing formations and patterns, and was also embroidered with precious stones. Other than glittering with precious stones, there was no other way of describing this robe.

But such a gaudy robe on Huan Zhong still seemed ethereal.

“Tread north a step.”

Kong Hou followed and moved left. A scream came from the thick fog behind them, mixed with female sobs.

“Do not look back.” Huan Zhong tightened his grip on Kong Hou’s hand. “Tread east three steps.”

The sobs became stronger. Kong Hou gritted her teeth and suppressed the urge to turn back. She obeyed Huan Zhong’s directions. Huan Zhong would not lie to her. She would believe Huan Zhong, and not sobs that came out of nowhere.

“All right.” After they walked for an unknown amount of time, the thick fog finally dissipated. Kong Hou looked around. This was the path they took to go into the woods. Right now, they had come back to their original spot.

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