Chapter 239

239 4.63 – Fake Angel – Dangerous Angels

A few of Bing Shi’s watchmen’s shadows passed over. Their movements were fluid, soundless. They scattered around the area, to protect the goods in other carts. Four men around her were slouched against her carriage from all sides, fiddling with their knives, the sparks in their eyes lighting up the starry night.

[Host...]

[“Yes, I know.”]

Bing Shi picked up her staff, hopping down her carriage, she avoided the slash from her right and disabled the knives from their hands. Her body became accustomed to Kuro’s speed. Compared to Kuro, these men were much slower. Turning around, she hit the empty air; a low swift tune followed when she rotated her staff to the ground, using it as a pole, she lunged her legs into the air and kicked one of the man’s head. This man who held back his strength would then be sent back to receive harsher training, while the previous one would replace his spot.

After a few weeks, early in the morning...

“??.” Easily provoked, the man wanted to yank Bing Shi’s staff in his direction, while another made a backflip to jump at her body, careful not to fall into her dirty traps.

When one was able to hit her shoulder, everyone jumped in scare, distancing themselves from Bing Shi with terrified eyes. How could they suddenly stop holding back, when their leader, who had eyes and ears everywhere, ordered them to treat Tian Shi like a true Queen?! They looked up at the sky, waiting for lighting to strike them for injuring an angel.

“...” Panting, Bing Shi held her bruised left shoulder, glad that her Darling was currently busy. Going against a group of four men was unthinkable. Despite the order, these men still decided to hold back, and she still ended how she ended. If it weren’t for the fake knives and pikes, there would be a pool of blood oozing out of her wounds.

“Miss... his Highness prince Zhao Rong arrived,” informed one of the watchmen, kneeling before a woman who had yet to finish her training for the day. Sometimes she would train in the morning, other times it would be in the middle of the day, or at night.

.....

Bing Shi looked at the kneeling man, enjoying her Queen’s treatment. She offered the end of her staff for a fallen man to grab onto, pulling him up.

After she left to change her clothes, everyone stopped. Their vigilance was on high alert, momentarily expanding their perception of their surroundings.

· · — · ???· — · ·

The trees stood tall against the forest. In the distance, a dark silhouette on a horse came out. Reaching nearer Bing Shi’s group, a small figure before Zhao Rong had her face covered by a veil, hiding her features. But as if hearing everyone’s wish, the veil around her face ‘accidentally’ fell from the strong gush of wind. Everybody gasped in shock.

Her flawless face was as delicate and captivating as if a god personally sculpted it. White, smooth skin like snow, was such a contrast to her raven black hair. The girl was Fei Lan. After taking a beautifying pill, she became a fairy that bestowed her visit into the world of mortals, where merely being in her presence would be considered a sin in itself. She looked at Bing Shi, who was currently gritting her teeth in immense envy. She smirked internally.

‘So beautiful ??’

‘Ah, what to do...’

‘I’m so jelly ??’

Zhao Rong glanced at everyone’s dazed expressions, then back at Fei Lain, immeasurable rage assaulted his whole being. Taking the knife out of his sheath, he slashed it in Fei Lan’s direction, “What did I say about showing your face to other men?!”

“Ahhhh!” Fei Lan, who was relishing on Bing Shi’s envious expression, barely had enough time to protect her face, thanks to her fast reflexes, she fell off the horse on time.

“Everyone, turn around!” Bing Shi shook her head in disbelief, covering her mouth, her eyes widened. That’s why she was always careful around the male leads in every world. Zhao Rong was different from Cheng Young. He didn’t become obsessed with her at first sight. She believed that Zhao Rong was testing her for unknown reasons. She couldn’t count the amount of time she had to save herself from a near-death experience.

Waking up from Tian Shi’s voice, everyone’s turned their heads away, their minds occupied by the heaven-defying beauty.

Seeing nobody looking at them, Zhao Rong got off the horse. He used his cloak to cover Fei Lan up. Wanting to check her injuries, he was pushed away by his lover.

Fei Lan’s whole body ached. Did that fake angel use some type of hypnosis on Zhao Rong? What got into him out of a sudden?! As if she would allow him to make her lose face before Bing Shi. She curled up her body, “Don’t touch me.”

As if the things between them never happened, her harsh tone caused Zhao Rong to grab his knife again, “You disobeyed.”

“It was the wind’s fault...” She snapped back weakly. She knew he was jealous, so could he hurry and pick her up by force to rush towards an infirmary?! To show how apologetic and worried he was? This was supposed to show their greatness, not a theater play where everyone could see their dispute!

‘Shall I save the day?’

‘Or shall I not?’

Bing Shi watched the scene through Kuro’s eyes, walking away in a fast manner, she took her guards with her.

‘Did I overestimate Xuan Mu’s ex too much? After seeing how nicely Zhao Rong treated her, I assumed she was a pro. Did I just fall into somebody’s trap? Oh no. I shouldn’t have bothered to come.’

“Tian Shi, this prince wants you here!” Zhao Rong shouted at Bing Shi’s direction, dropping the knife in his hand.

[WARNING: A penalty amounting -10 000p will be imposed the moment Host’s actions will cause damage to Zhao Rong’s soul. Zhao Rong’s condition will be assessed after Host leaves the world.]