After the Fairy Maidens Fell to Darkness, They Captured Me to Ruthlessly 'Repay' Their Gratitude-Chapter 20 - He Ange, You’re Far Too Arrogant

“You... what are you planning to do?!”

Wang Yuan’s voice wavered with panic.

The murderous intent in An Luo Yi’s eyes was impossible to hide. It was clear that the silver-haired fairy standing before him was seriously considering ending his life.

Though Wang Yuan was a true disciple, his strength was worlds apart from An Luo Yi’s. If she decided to drag him to some remote wilderness to kill him and dispose of the evidence, he doubted he’d be able to escape.

Wang Yuan couldn’t help but recall his master’s warning: Never provoke An Luo Yi. She doesn’t even blink when she kills.

“That sword technique earlier was because He Ange offended me. I was teaching my junior brother a lesson for his lack of boundaries...” An Luo Yi said calmly.

As she spoke, she cast a side glance at He Ange, her expression filled with a mix of exasperation and scolding for her troublemaking junior brother.

After silently reprimanding He Ange with her eyes, An Luo Yi took a deep breath and turned her attention back to Wang Yuan.

“As for accidentally involving you, that was truly a misunderstanding.”

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“You... were teaching him a lesson?” Wang Yuan repeated, his tone incredulous.

He thought back to the scene earlier. At first, the glacier sword energy had been aimed solely at He Ange. It was only after He Ange noticed them that he redirected the attack toward their direction.

From this perspective, it seemed An Luo Yi hadn’t intentionally targeted them.

But still, who uses such a massive sword technique to “teach a lesson”? That was practically a full-blown ultimate move!

Realizing this, Wang Yuan’s gaze shifted to He Ange, now filled with disbelief.

Compared to An Luo Yi’s “lesson,” the “punishment” Wang Yuan and Wang Qiong had planned for He Ange seemed utterly trivial!

“Do you understand now?” An Luo Yi asked, her patience wearing thin as she noticed Wang Yuan’s stunned expression.

Her cold voice snapped Wang Yuan back to reality. He opened his mouth to speak but hesitated, ultimately deciding he couldn’t afford to provoke her further. Instead, he redirected his frustration toward He Ange.

“Fine, it was a misunderstanding on your part. But I saw it with my own eyes—He Ange deliberately redirected the sword energy toward us!” Wang Yuan accused, glaring at He Ange.

At the same time, he kept a wary eye on An Luo Yi, knowing her reputation for fiercely protecting her junior brother. If she took offense to his words, he’d have to tread carefully.

To his surprise, An Luo Yi seemed indifferent to the accusation.

“If he redirected the sword energy at you, that’s between you and him,” she said nonchalantly, summoning her sword.

The Silver Phoenix Sword, which had been embedded in the threshold, flew back to her hand before she sheathed it at her waist.

With that, the silver-haired fairy dusted off her sleeves, cast one last glance at He Ange, and let out a faint, amused huff before turning to leave.

To everyone’s astonishment, An Luo Yi really left.

She walked away with effortless grace, her departure as swift as her arrival.

For a moment, Wang Yuan, Wang Qiong, and He Ange stood frozen, exchanging uneasy glances. The atmosphere grew tense.

“Uh... if I say it was an accident, would you believe me?” He Ange asked with an awkward smile.

To be honest, even he didn’t believe his own excuse.

“He Ange! You injured me during the duel, and now you’ve used Senior Sister An Luo Yi’s sword energy to hurt me again?!” Wang Qiong fumed, his anger boiling over.

He had been plotting ways to humiliate He Ange, only to be blindsided by that towering glacier. The unexpected attack had left him battered and bruised, his plans completely derailed.

And now, to discover that it was He Ange’s doing? It was infuriating!

“He Ange, just you wait! If I can’t report An Luo Yi, I’ll report you to the Enforcement Court!” Wang Qiong threatened.

“But I didn’t release the sword technique. What are you going to report me for?” He Ange replied, his tone matter-of-fact, as if to say, “What does this have to do with me?”

His shamelessness was undeniable.

But He Ange didn’t feel the slightest guilt. After all, Wang Qiong wasn’t exactly a saint. Tricking him was practically a public service.

“You—!” Wang Qiong stammered, at a loss for words.

He inhaled deeply, trying to calm himself, but no matter how he thought about it, he couldn’t come up with a way to deal with He Ange.

“Alright, alright. Junior Brother Wang Qiong, your old injuries haven’t healed, and now you’ve got new ones. Don’t let your anger worsen your condition,” Wang Yuan interjected, stepping in to mediate.

Now that An Luo Yi was gone, Wang Yuan felt more at ease, regaining his usual composed demeanor.

“But Senior Brother, look at him! He’s far too arrogant!” Wang Qiong protested, pointing at He Ange, still fuming.

Before he could say more, Wang Yuan smacked him on the back of the head, shooting him a look that seemed to say, Stop embarrassing me, you idiot.

Rubbing the back of his head, Wang Qiong looked at Wang Yuan with a pitiful expression, only to see his senior brother’s gaze filled with hidden meaning.

In that moment, he understood.

He remembered that the swordsmanship class was about to begin. That would be Senior Brother Wang Yuan’s stage...

And An Luo Yi had made it clear she wouldn’t interfere in He Ange’s personal matters!

“Heh, Junior Brother Wang Qiong, let’s leave it at that. No need to dwell on it,” Wang Yuan said with a sly smile before turning to He Ange.

“Junior Brother He Ange, my apologies for my junior brother’s behavior earlier. I hope you weren’t offended.”

“Swordsmanship class is about to start. Let’s meet again there.”

With that, Wang Yuan left, his tone dripping with smugness.

…

Swordsmanship was, and always would be, the cornerstone of righteous sects.

Though the Shengxu Sect wasn’t a sect dedicated to swordsmanship, the swordsmanship class remained one of its most popular courses.

And today’s class was especially notable, as it featured not one, but three true disciples!

Such an event was almost unheard of.

Typically, only one true disciple would volunteer to assist with teaching. But today, even An Luo Yi, a rarely seen beauty, had decided to participate.

With such a lineup, it was no surprise that the class had drawn a massive crowd of disciples.

By the time He Ange arrived at the swordsmanship plaza, the atmosphere was already buzzing with excitement.

“Hey, hey! You’re the new Junior Brother He Ange, right?” a cheerful voice called out.

At the entrance to the plaza, a ponytailed girl in a green robe approached him with a friendly smile.

After a brief conversation, He Ange learned that her name was Xu Xin, the fifth disciple under Qin Shiyan.

Apparently, Xu Xin had always been the weakest among her master’s disciples. But now that He Ange had joined as the sixth disciple, she was finally no longer at the bottom of the hierarchy.

“Since you’re Master’s sixth disciple, I’ll call you Old Six from now on!” she declared with a grin.

“...?”