Chapter 1972: Chapter 1972: Doomsday
If the people from the Eight Immortals Hall don’t show up, who knows how long we’ll have to wait.
Luo yang was worried he might not survive to see Hong Jiaxin.
Seeing Aunt Thirteen willing to make a call, the stone hanging in his heart finally fell.
He only heard her say: "We’re in the array, when are you coming to get us out?"
The person on the other end, Luo yang didn’t recognize, couldn’t tell who it was.
He faintly heard: "If he dares to come in, we have to guard against him first. We’ll get you out soon."
After hanging up, Aunt Thirteen turned and rolled her eyes.
She knew Luo yang had heard the conversation and didn’t need to explain further.
"Aunt Thirteen, later, can you get the class president out for me?" Luo yang said.
He didn’t want to make the first move, after all, he wasn’t completely sure of success.
He might fail, and then he wouldn’t be able to see Hong Jiaxin.
Therefore, Luo yang wanted to meet Hong Jiaxin first and ask how she was doing.
If she was willing to stay at the Eight Immortals Hall, then so be it.
If not, he’d take her home.
But he had no idea how to leave safely.
Taking on the whole of the Eight Immortals Hall alone was very difficult for him.
Though he had the Blood Devil to help fight, unfortunately, the Eight Immortals Hall also had people who knew Flying Sword techniques.
A Flying Sword against a Flying Sword, it was uncertain if the Blood Devil could completely dominate.
If it ended in a draw, that would be sad.
In his thoughts, Aunt Thirteen coldly said: "Don’t forget what you promised Grandma Gu!"
Actually, Luo yang didn’t want to help Aunt Thirteen; whether he could return alive was still uncertain.
To stabilize Aunt Thirteen at this moment, he pretended he could survive, nodded, and said: "Aunt Thirteen, rest assured. I always keep my word! The people from the Eight Immortals Hall haven’t arrived yet?"
Looking around, it was still empty.
Like the end of the world, such a large place, yet hardly any animals could be seen.
"When they come, don’t say anything. Let me do the talking. Once you see Hong Jiaxin, you leave quietly, don’t cause trouble, understand?" Aunt Thirteen instructed repeatedly.
From the murderous intent in Luo yang’s eyes, Aunt Thirteen felt he might not hold back his anger and hatred.
If he saw the people from the Eight Immortals Hall and started fighting, it would be troublesome.
Luo yang had his own thoughts, which were to first see Hong Jiaxin and then settle scores with Wang Weiye.
That was the sequence.
In other words, when the people from the Eight Immortals Hall entered the array, Luo yang wouldn’t argue with them.
"Okay. Aunt Thirteen, don’t you know I’m a cultured person?" Luo yang said with a faint smile.
In his mind, he was thinking whether to tell Hong Jiaxin about what had happened to him.
If he told her, she’d worry.
If she was doing well, he shouldn’t add to her troubles.
But without letting her know what kind of person Wang Weiye was, it might be disadvantageous for her in the future.
Thinking and thinking, he still couldn’t make up his mind.
"Aunt Thirteen, does the class president know about Wang Weiye?" Luo yang asked.
"What does that have to do with you?" Aunt Thirteen retorted.
Admittedly, this was an internal matter of the Ten Great Alliances regarding bloodline inheritance.
Luo yang wasn’t one of the Ten Great Alliances, and shouldn’t interfere.
But since the Hong Zhong couple entrusted their daughter to him for protection, until this task was completed, he had an obligation to inquire about anything related to Hong Jiaxin.
"Aunt Thirteen, who among the Eight Immortals Hall has a bloodline connection?" Luo yang asked.
He felt it was Wang Weiye.
Aunt Thirteen sneered: "Kid, just mind your own business!"
Being poisoned by the Soul Dispersing Pill was already quite a burden for Luo yang.
Luo yang pressed further: "Is it Wang Weiye?"
If it was, he would stop the marriage even at the cost of his life.
Letting Hong Jiaxin marry Wang Weiye wouldn’t be good for her.
"What if it is, and what if it isn’t?" Aunt Thirteen kept dodging the question.
"Aunt Thirteen, you wouldn’t lie to me, right?" Luo yang asked out of nowhere.
She slightly widened her eyes.
He had to explain: "Later when you get the class president out, I want to say a few words to her."
This might be the last time he sees Hong Jiaxin, and there were many things he wanted to say to her, but didn’t know where to start.
After thinking it over, he felt saying just two things would be enough.
One was "Are you willing to stay here?", the other was "We won’t have a chance to meet in the future, let’s hug."
Saying too much might easily cause sadness.
Zhang Jing quietly brought Hong Jiaxin here, and Luo yang had some criticism.
But since it wasn’t forcing Hong Jiaxin, this matter could only be put aside for now.
While pondering, he heard Aunt Thirteen coldly say: "Kid, don’t break your promise. You agreed with Grandma Gu, so be honest."
She took a step closer and continued: "I know you want revenge on Wang Weiye, but you don’t have the ability right now, so don’t act recklessly. I can help you meet Hong Jiaxin, but you must listen to me and don’t do anything stupid!"
It wasn’t easy to come here, and after seeing Hong Jiaxin, if he had the chance, Luo yang wouldn’t let Wang Weiye go.
Even if it meant perishing together, it would be acceptable.
However, if he revealed his intentions now, Aunt Thirteen might have opinions.
Luo yang nodded: "Aunt Thirteen, let the class president meet me, I won’t cause trouble."
His implication was that he would behave before seeing Hong Jiaxin.
"You better behave. I can see from your eyes you might be deceiving Grandma Gu! If you still want to live, be smart. I will help you find the antidote for the Soul Dispersing Pill," Aunt Thirteen advised earnestly.
Without Luo yang, there’d be no one to restrain The Tenth Mu Tan.
Aunt Thirteen was also quite worried about Luo yang clashing with the Eight Immortals Hall.
No matter the outcome, it wouldn’t be satisfactory.
If Luo yang won, the other nine forces of the Ten Great Alliances wouldn’t let him go.
If the Eight Immortals Hall won, then Luo yang wouldn’t survive.
Even if he survived, he likely wouldn’t stop The Tenth Mu Tan anymore.
Luo yang looked around, still not seeing the people from the Eight Immortals Hall, and said: "Aunt Thirteen, could they stand you up?"
She only confidently replied: "Kid, just wait!"
If the wait lasted several days, that would be terrible.
"Aunt Thirteen, you know I don’t have much time left. Can you hurry them up?" Luo yang asked anxiously.
He just wanted to see Hong Jiaxin quickly.
Currently, he had no knowledge of whether Hong Jiaxin was safe.
He could only feel that she should be fine.
Seeing her with his own eyes would allow his anxious heart to relax.
"Kid, aren’t you alive and well? Waiting a few more minutes won’t kill you, will it?" Aunt Thirteen retorted.
She hesitated to call the people from the Eight Immortals Hall again.
Seeing Luo yang constantly looking around, Aunt Thirteen sneered again: "Stop looking, it’s useless. Just wait for them to come. As long as you behave, Grandma guarantees you can see Hong Jiaxin. As promised, after meeting her, you will leave and not cause trouble."
Whether there would be trouble didn’t depend on Luo yang.
If Hong Jiaxin wasn’t willing to stay, he would still take her away.
Luo yang said calmly: "Aunt Thirteen, didn’t you say this is originally the Eight Immortals Hall’s base location, so without needing to move, when the array is lifted, we will see the real scenery?"
She nodded.
But added:
"They won’t lift the array, just guide us out of it. Every array has a life gate and a death gate. We just need to exit through the life gate."
