Chapter 1089: Chapter 319: Feng Zhaoyang Arc (2)
So he calmed down.
He didn’t choose to do that. Instead, he left the Legendary Sect without another word, with no intention of ever going back. As for the Legendary Sect he’d built up with his own hands, he really did just hand it over, and to his enemy no less. Because of that, his rationality was used up.
Once rationality is completely shattered, what comes next is a big explosion.
Same logic as "don’t bully the honest guy." Once an honest guy is driven into a corner, the first thing he thinks of is one-for-one, or even one-for-a-whole-family.
Feng Zhaoyang: "I’m a loser."
Yuchi: "Yes, you are."
Feng Zhaoyang: "..."
The old tears flowed even harder. He looked at Yuchi all aggrieved. This guy’s script was wrong. Shouldn’t he be comforting him right now? Shouldn’t he be trying every trick to coax him, then lie that everything would get better?
Yuchi obviously had no such intention. Today he’d finally seen what a real loser looked like. He asked in disbelief, "Daoist friend, are you even a man?"
After he asked, Yuchi was about to directly go check whether Feng Zhaoyang was actually a man, reaching out to see if this guy still had his Holy Relic. Could it be this guy had already dealt with himself?
Then Feng Zhaoyang’s old face instantly flushed red. He dodged away and stammered:
"Of course I’m a man, otherwise why would she choose to be with me? This is the Courtesan lady’s establishment, not some Courtesan dude’s place!"
So there you have it. Yuchi was speechless now, looking at Feng Zhaoyang who was crying and laughing at the same time. "That’s exactly what I don’t get. What the hell is going on in your head? Someone stole your sect, stole your wife, and you slunk off all pitiful from your sect. Then you’ve got the guts to go up against the entire State Capital for a Courtesan, but no balls to go back and kill that **** couple?"
Yin Shuang: "**** what is that? Golden husband and silver wife or something?"
Yuchi: "Yes."
Feng Zhaoyang didn’t dare speak, just looked a bit timidly at Yuchi in front of him. How did this man suddenly become so vicious? Do you also have such memories? That’d be great, then we’d be fellow sufferers and could look out for each other from now on.
Pah, of course not. Don’t drag me down with you. Yuchi rolled his eyes at Feng Zhaoyang. "How about this then: you hand over all your assets to me, then you can go die. And I’ll give you my word—once I’m strong enough, I’ll personally send those two to keep you company. How does that sound?"
Feng Zhaoyang: "..."
Why do I feel like you’re really eyeing my wallet... Tears streamed down Feng Zhaoyang’s face. "Sect Leader, I’m really not lying to you. I had no choice. They said they were true love and I was just an accident, so I could only leave."
"Then when I came to Yunxiang Pavilion, I met her. She really is an exceptional woman. She can consider many things from my perspective, so since she wants to climb higher, of course I support her."
Yuchi understood what Feng Zhaoyang meant. The guy had his heart broken and went to find a Courtesan. At that time he was already starved for emotional support, and on top of that, the Courtesan’s whole job is exactly that, so of course he got conquered in seconds. It’s like that joke:
It’s literally Garen building Last Whisper—silenced and armor-pierced.
"Honestly, if you’d come to me back then, I could’ve talked you into tears too. You think you like that Courtesan girl, but you actually like shit. You just like that someone can say a few nice words to you, tell you to be strong, to look forward, blah blah blah."
"Did she actually help you change your life?"
"No."
"Not only did she not help you change your life, she dragged you into another quagmire. If she really liked you, would she, knowing full well you were already drowning in grief, ignore that and then pull you into a new grief?"
"Use your brain. Use your damn brain."
Yuchi cursed as he spoke. "It’s like you just broke your leg, and then someone asks you to go fight some other criminal gang. How is that taking care of you? She’s just exploiting your death-wish and turning you into her stepping stone."
"Honestly, you’d have been better off giving all that money to me. At least I could actually help you sort out your sect problem."
Yin Shuang: Got it! I finally get it! Feelings don’t make sense logically at all. If the Courtesan really liked Feng Zhaoyang, she wouldn’t let him, before his wounds even healed, go help her with something obviously even more dangerous.
Yin Shuang: She’s using him!
Yuchi, satisfied, patted Yin Shuang’s little face. Even Yin Shuang could see it; there’s no way Feng Zhaoyang couldn’t.
Then Feng Zhaoyang said, "I’m not afraid of dying."
Huh? Is this about fearing death or not? Yuchi was utterly speechless:
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