Chapter Fifty-Eight: I Love Her Very Much!

"What, are you trying to threaten me now? Just for a fox demon, you're willing to openly defy me!"

The Lingxuan Emperor was now furious. He had nurtured his disciple for more than twenty years, only to find him useless, abandoning his bright future for a mere fox demon.

He couldn't believe that his disciple, whom he had hoped would bring glory to Fusang and honor to him, would end up like this. Well, now it seemed that not embarrassing him was already a blessing.

"Master, disciple doesn't mean to defy your orders. It's just that disciple promised someone else first and can't go back on his word!"

Ignoring Nan Xianyi, the Lingxuan Emperor snorted and turned his head away.

Without hearing a response from the Lingxuan Emperor, Nan Xianyi couldn't just leave like this. He had already committed a grave offense by destroying the Xumo Chamber. If he were to disregard his master's dignity and force his way out, it would be an even greater disrespect.

"If master doesn't agree today, then disciple will kneel here forever!"

It sounded like a tantrum, stubborn and unreasonable.

Little did he know that his words only fueled the fire, leaving the Lingxuan Emperor speechless with rage.

"...You like to kneel, don't you? Fine, kneel then! Let's see if I'll agree to your request!"

With that, he turned and left, sweeping his sleeves.

In time, the Fusang celestial attendants who had surrounded them also dispersed, leaving him alone in the empty space.

As night fell, a heavy rain poured down from the gray sky, soaking his clothes completely. Despite this, his posture remained upright, filled with a stubbornness that refused to yield.

The rain, which had started as a thunderstorm, had now turned into a steady downpour, showing no signs of stopping.

He tilted his face towards the sky, allowing the raindrops to fall on his pale face.

He didn't feel the pain, but rather, he felt a sense of enjoyment. He imagined that perhaps at this moment, she was doing the same.

Looking up at the sky, hoping that she would appear before him in the next moment, and then run towards him, embracing him tightly!

Unconsciously, a smile formed at the corners of his mouth, as if he hadn't noticed it himself.

Suddenly, the raindrops hitting his face stopped, replaced by the sound of raindrops hitting an umbrella.

Nan Xianyi slowly opened his half-closed eyes, and his long and thick eyelashes curved upwards, forming a fan-like arc.

What met his eyes was an exquisite pink oil-paper umbrella.

The delicate pink oil-paper umbrella was adorned with several darker pink peonies. The peonies were vividly painted and, with the raindrops falling on them, appeared even more vibrant and exquisite.

Nan Xianyi's expression froze for a moment as he stared intently at the umbrella, until a voice sounded above him, snapping him out of his trance.

"Do you really love her that much? Are you willing to go against your master's wishes just to see her?"

Nan Xianyi didn't turn around, but he could recognize the voice. After all, it was the person who had been with him for more than twenty years!

"I love her very much," his voice was hoarse and low, devoid of any fluctuations. But she couldn't help but feel that at that moment, he was very happy.

Perhaps! It was because this time he could truly face his inner thoughts.

No longer timidly keeping those words buried in his heart, so he felt happy!

She had once said that as long as she saw him happy, she would be happy too. But now her heart was empty.

It felt like she had lost something important...