After Breaking Off the Engagement, I Started Pursuing My Master-Chapter 68 - Despicable Little Dog

Chapter 68: Despicable Little Dog

Jiang Huai accompanied Wen Wanwan back to the courtyard.

By the time they returned to the courtyard, the sun was setting in the west. Wen Wanwan pushed open the door, looked back at Jiang Huai, and he looked into her eyes, “I have some things to deal with, shall I go back first?”

“Mhm.”

Wen Wanwan nodded obediently, but then she took a step forward, tilting her face up slightly.

“Then… may I have a hug?”

Jiang Huai gently wrapped his arms around her body and patted her back.

……

Jiang Huai didn’t know where Chu Xianning had gone.

He asked several disciples along the way if they had seen his master. Some disciples had seen Chu Xianning’s whereabouts and pointed Jiang Huai in the right direction. He asked as he went along and finally arrived at Lingxue Mountain, where he saw Chu Xianning by Lingxue Lake.

Chu Xianning, in a white dress, sat quietly there, holding a bamboo fishing rod in her hand. The fishing net in the water had not caught a single fish. As Jiang Huai approached her, just about to sit down, Chu Xianning spoke indifferently.

“What are you doing here?”

“Coming to fish,” Jiang Huai replied softly.

“Master’s fishing rod is too old, and the hook isn’t good; it easily comes off. The bait is too stale, and the spirit fish in Lingxue Lake are clever. They know the bait is dangerous and won’t bite.”

“I don’t need your help.”

“My point is, would Master like to try my fishing rod and bait?”

“No, you’re so noisy.”

So Jiang Huai obediently shut his mouth, sat quietly beside Chu Xianning, and fished with his own rod. It seemed his luck was good today; he caught several spirit fish. Although they weren’t Snow Spirit Fish, they were all particularly plump and beautiful.

Compared to Jiang Huai’s bountiful catch, Chu Xianning had been sitting there for a long time without a single fish biting her hook, yet her expression remained calm, without a hint of impatience.

“How about we make fish soup with this one tomorrow? We can have fish soup noodles for breakfast.”

Jiang Huai asked for Chu Xianning’s opinion, but she ignored him as if she hadn’t heard.

At this point, he couldn’t speak anymore; if he did, Chu Xianning would only find him annoying. Jiang Huai obediently kept quiet, sitting beside Chu Xianning, and they fished for another hour. He caught two more fish while Chu Xianning’s fishing rod remained motionless.

“Go back,” Chu Xianning suddenly said.

“Why are you sending me away?”

“The fish are being taken by you.”

“I’ve said it’s the problem with the rod and bait. Master, why don’t you try mine?”

“I don’t want to.”

“Why are you being petulant like a child?”

“Say that one more time?”

Chu Xianning turned her head, staring at him without blinking. Jiang Huai shrank his head, not daring to say another word.

Chu Xianning turned her head back, her eyelashes slightly lowered, her gaze still on the calm lake surface.

She couldn’t quite articulate what was bothering her.

Jiang Huai’s marriage was personally arranged by her. Since it was her decision, she had no reason to feel upset. Chu Xianning had never thought she would have a child, but she brought Jiang Huai home and raised him as her own. She didn’t like to restrain others, so she never interfered with many of Jiang Huai’s affairs, letting him do whatever he wanted.

But why did she feel uncomfortable, like sand in her eyes, when she saw him bringing another girl to the courtyard?

Clearly, when Jiang Huai was very young, Chu Xianning had already thought about arranging his marriage. She and Luo Yueguan were close friends, and if Jiang Huai married Luo Qingyu, it would be the best choice.

She had thought about this for many years, but when did it start to go sour?

Chu Xianning couldn’t tell.

She wanted to be alone and quiet, so she came to Lingxue Lake, but this guy, like a clingy little dog that had caught a scent, came over, and her heart, like the ripples on the lake surface, couldn’t calm down.

Jiang Huai behaved and didn’t speak again. He packed up his fishing rod and sat quietly beside Chu Xianning, leaving only one fish for tomorrow’s fish soup noodles. He released the other fish back into Lingxue Lake.

Chu Xianning still held the bamboo rod; she still hadn’t caught any fish.

The twilight had fully descended, the moon hung like a hook in the sky, stars twinkled overhead, and the mountain air grew colder. Jiang Huai felt a bit cold; he had mostly rid himself of the cold poison. Perhaps it was just because he was dressed too thinly.

His clothes were all bought during his past cultivation; cultivators do not fear heat or cold, so there was no need to consider the thickness of clothing. But now that his cultivation was gone, the cold was real.

Chu Xianning was like a frozen sculpture, sitting and watching the lake surface for a long, long time. Jiang Huai just sat obediently beside her, propping his chin and watching the lake with her.

Until the full moon hung high, and its clear light fell upon them.

“When does Master plan to go back?”

“I’ll go back when I catch a fish. If you’re sleepy, go to sleep.”

“I’m not sleepy. I’ll wait for Master to catch a fish and go back together.”

“Go back.”

“I won’t.”

Jiang Huai thought for a moment and muttered softly, “I’m afraid of the dark.”

The path back to the mountain was indeed lined with many luminous stones, which served as lights and could be activated with a very faint spiritual energy. But Jiang Huai had only a trace of spiritual energy, almost unable to leave his body, so naturally, he couldn’t activate the luminous stones.

“You’re not a child anymore, and you’re still afraid of the dark?”

Jiang Huai was taken aback, then suddenly laughed lightly.

“I thought I would always be a child in Master’s eyes.”

Hearing Jiang Huai’s response, Chu Xianning was lost in thought for a moment.

Perhaps the answer to the question she was pondering was right there.

When exactly did Chu Xianning stop seeing him as the obedient and sensible child?

Chu Xianning suddenly remembered when Jiang Huai was very young, just after he came back to the mountain with her, he would look at her with timid eyes, saying he was afraid of the dark, had nightmares, and dreamed of those evil cultivators killing people, afraid to sleep alone.

So she gently embraced the young Jiang Huai in her arms.

It seems that for a very long time, she only saw him as a child. Perhaps the real change started when Jiang Huai suddenly changed his address to her from ‘mother’ to ‘master’ and then to ‘sister.’

It was this little dog who harbored ulterior motives.

When he called out ‘sister,’ Chu Xianning’s feelings were indescribably complex, as if the child she had raised for so many years had become a wolf in the house. The unclear anger made her tie Jiang Huai to a tree and whip him, but looking at the grievance on his face, she couldn’t bear to punish him severely.

But it seemed the more she indulged him, the more he took liberties.

Should she have whipped Jiang Huai with a whip until he couldn’t get out of bed for a month from the start so he would never dare again?

Unfortunately, Jiang Huai couldn’t guess what Chu Xianning was thinking at the moment. He just softly continued,

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“Does Master prefer me as a child or the current Jiang Huai?”

“That’s your own business. I never needed you to become what I hoped.”

Chu Xianning looked towards the distant lake surface, where the wind had picked up. Under the moonlight, the lake glittered, and occasionally spirit fish jumped from the surface, splashing water that also caught the moonlight.

The leaves rustled in the wind, and Jiang Huai wrapped his clothes tighter around him. The mountain air was damp and cold this late at night. Although it was late spring, it was excessively cold, and his body shivered slightly. Chu Xianning glanced at him, raised her hand, and in the next instant, vast spiritual energy lit up all the luminous stones on his way back to the mountain.

She spoke indifferently, “Go back.”

“I would like to sit with Master a little longer.”

“I don’t need company,” Chu Xianning replied coldly.

“Master has been alone for so many years, have you ever felt lonely?” Jiang Huai suddenly asked her softly.

“You get used to it. Solitude has its benefits, as does liveliness. I just prefer solitude and quiet.”

“Then I won’t talk, just sit here. Can Master not send me away?”

“Aren’t you cold?”

“A little, but it’s bearable.”

“So what are you doing staying here?”

“Waiting for Master to catch a fish.”

“I won’t catch any,” Chu Xianning said indifferently.

“If you can’t catch any, why do you still fish?”

“Because I want to.”

“Maybe you’ll catch one if we wait a little longer,” Jiang Huai said, blinking gently.

“Then keep waiting.”

Chu Xianning turned her face away from him and looked back at the lake. The distant phoenix seemed to grow larger, and many fallen leaves were blown onto the surface of the lake. The cold wind whistled, and in the distance, a flash of lightning flickered, hinting at the coming rain.

The sound of thunder was faintly audible, and the lake was churned into waves by the strong wind. In such weather, it was even less likely that the fish would bite.

Before the first drop of rain fell, Chu Xianning had already raised a spiritual energy barrier, shielding them from the rain.

Jiang Huai was startled, and his anxious heart relaxed a little.

This meant that Master’s anger had subsided a bit; otherwise, she would have been quite happy to see him, her clingy little puppy, turn into a drenched dog.

Everyone thinks that Petal Fairy Chu Xianning is cold and aloof, but after so many years with her, Jiang Huai knew very well that Master actually just liked quiet. She might be a bit proud, but she was cold on the outside and warm on the inside and very easily softened.

It was because she was too easily softened that he, this despicable little dog, had taken so much advantage of her.

Raindrops fell into the lake, and the moon had long been hidden behind the clouds, leaving only the glow of the firefly stones on the trees by the lake. Jiang Huai turned his head inadvertently, lost in thought as he watched the slanting rain under the light of the firefly stones.

Jiang Huai didn’t like rainy days because whenever it rained, Chu Xianning’s old injuries would act up, making her uncomfortable and causing her mild pain and dizziness. So on rainy days, Chu Xianning always slept.

Chu Xianning’s old injury was from five hundred years ago, and the injury had reached her core. Although it didn’t stop her from continuing to cultivate to the eighth realm, it did prevent her from advancing any further, stopping her progress at the early stages of the eighth realm.

Jiang Huai had always been looking for medicine for her. Her old injury was not easy to cure. Five hundred years ago, he would have only needed one dose of medicine to cure her, but her injury had been with her for five hundred years, and the sickness had penetrated deep into her bones. To completely cure it, the required medicinal ingredients were especially precious and priceless.

“Master, it’s raining. Let’s go back to sleep,” Jiang Huai said softly.

“I won’t. You go back.”

“Then I won’t go back either. I’ll wait for Master to catch a fish.”

“What if I never catch one?”

“Then I’ll wait with Master by the lake forever.”

“You’ll starve to death in three days,” Chu Xianning couldn’t help but mutter.

“No way, I’ll catch fish to eat while I wait. I definitely won’t starve,” Jiang Huai said proudly, tilting his face up.

“Annoying.”

Chu Xianning reached out her hand to him, “Give me your fishing rod.”