Martial Arts: The Secret Villain Starting from Huashan

Xu Xingchen involuntarily stretched out his hands quickly with a hint of eagerness and determination. He grasped the shoulders of the woman who was questioning him in front of him. Although his hands were not strong, they were full of strength and warmth, and he scolded angrily.

"What do you think?"

Xu Xingchen's voice quickly echoed above the cliff, low and magnetic, and every syllable seemed to be wrapped in heavy emotions, slowly squeezing out from the deepest part of his heart.

With a power that could not be ignored, his eyes were deep, as if he could see into the darkest corners of people's hearts. He stared directly at the two servants in front of him, with a questioning look in his eyes.

"You guys pushed me so hard!"

Xu Xingchen's tone suddenly became heavier at this time. Every word was like a hammer, hitting everyone's heart. It was an outburst of emotions mixed with long-suppressed anger and helplessness, which could not be ignored.

"Fairy Hanyue is a woman of noble character and unyielding spirit."

Xu Xingchen continued, his voice full of praise and regret for the deceased woman.

"Her soul is as pure as a mountain spring, and her character is tenacious. Over the years, she has never bowed her head in the face of many storms. However, such a soul that should have bloomed brilliantly has been pushed into a desperate situation by your relentless pressure and ruthless suppression."

At this point, Xu Xingchen's tone became extremely heavy, and two lines of tears slowly flowed down his handsome face. His eyes were red, and it was obvious that he was experiencing great pain and struggle in his heart.

"Fairy Hanyue, apart from choosing to die to show her determination, does she have any other options now?!"

These words were almost shouted out, filled with strong complaints about the injustice of fate and deep sympathy for the fate of the deceased. Xu Xingchen's words were like a sharp knife, cutting through the apparent calm.

It reveals the cruel reality hidden behind the scenes. An innocent life, because of the relentless pressure from the two of them, finally chose the most decisive way to protect his innocence and dignity.

At this moment, Xu Xingchen's acting skills burst out. His face lost the calm and self-control of the past, and was replaced by an indescribable deep emotion, as if the whole world became blurred and complicated in his eyes.

He is no longer the wise man who keeps his sanity, but a friend or protector whose soul is deeply touched and whose emotions are surging like the tide. There is a complex light flashing in his eyes.

There is anger and questioning about the injustice of fate, as well as endless grief and high respect for the lost lives.

Every word of Xu Xingchen is like a stream flowing from the softest place in his heart, with irresistible power and warmth, striking directly at people's hearts. Those words are not just simple statements or inquiries.

They are more like carriers of emotions, carrying his profound understanding and unique feelings about the world. Every word and every phrase is endowed with special meaning and emotional color, making people involuntarily immersed in the atmosphere he created.

His actions are silent language. Every subtle movement seems to be telling of his inner struggle and pain. These actions do not need any verbal explanation to make people feel his heavy mood and awe for life.

These words and heavy actions hit the two servants' hearts like a heavy hammer. Their faces instantly became shocked and solemn, as if they were also infected by this emotion. Their eyes widened and their mouths opened wide. They could not believe what they heard at all.

"What, she jumped off a cliff!?"

For a moment, the two servants exclaimed almost in unison at this moment.

There was a tremor of disbelief in their voices; the news was too sudden and cruel for both of them, and they were unable to accept the fact for a moment.

The woman was so shocked and unbelievable that she seemed to be frozen in time. She even forgot the most basic reaction. Her heart beat faster and her thoughts were in a mess.

She didn't even notice that Xu Xingchen's warm and firm hand was still gently resting on her shoulders. The sudden emotional impact made her completely immersed in her own world, unable to extricate herself.

However, in this chaos, the woman quickly raised her head, her eyes passed through the mist in front of her, and stared straight at Xu Xingchen in front of her. Her beautiful eyes flashed with a complex light.

There were doubts and suspicions, as if trying to find a hint of answers from Xu Xingchen's face.

When she saw Xu Xingchen's face full of grief and indignation, which did not seem fake, the balance in her heart began to tilt slightly. Although she still had many puzzles and doubts in her heart, the sincere expression of emotion made her involuntarily choose to believe some of it.

The woman even began to seriously recall what Xu Xingchen had just said. Every word and every sentence seemed to be knocking on her heart. In the end, the woman almost half believed what Xu Xingchen had just said.

Then, the woman and another anxious-looking servant hurried to the edge of the cliff. They leaned out carefully, their eyes penetrating the hazy fog, trying to catch even the slightest clue or sign below the cliff.

However, below the cliff, there was only rolling clouds and mist, like a thick veil that blocked all vision, making it impossible to see the truth at the bottom of the cliff. This area was narrow and cramped.

However, in the space of seven or eight square meters, every inch of land was clearly visible, and there was no corner or gap to hide. At this moment, the two looked at each other, their eyes full of shock and helplessness.

There were complex emotions intertwined in the eyes of the two men, including worry about the missing Hanyue Fairy Luo Nianqing, as well as self-blame for not fulfilling their duties. After a moment's silence, they both turned their gazes to Xu Xingchen who was standing not far away.

The woman and another anxious-looking servant were thinking secretly in their hearts, because this sudden change caught them off guard. The first thing they thought of was the unbelievable conclusion: Did this woman really jump off the cliff like that?

This thought flashed through their minds like a bolt of lightning, and they couldn't help but shudder. But immediately afterwards, they were filled with even heavier worries: how could they explain all this to their stern and domineering master?

The woman and another anxious-looking servant knew that their master's anger would be too much for them to bear. No matter what the cause of this tragedy was, they were all to blame.

At this moment, their mood was just like the clouds and mist lingering in the mountains, confused and heavy.

Faced with this unknown future and impending punishment, the woman and another anxious servant could only pray silently, hoping that a miracle would happen, or at least find a reasonable explanation to mitigate their guilt.

At this delicate moment, Xu Xingchen knew deep down that he had to adjust his state quickly to conceal his inner calmness. He realized that if he continued to maintain that excessive calmness and indifference.

The woman in front of him and the servant beside her whose face was full of worry would definitely have unnecessary doubts and speculations about this sudden change. In order to dispel their doubts.

Xu Xingchen decided to take a more direct and powerful way to express his current emotions.

So, Xu Xingchen switched his expression mode in an instant, as if an experienced actor was changing roles freely on the stage, and his eyes suddenly became sharp and threatening.

Like the brightest cold star in the night sky, it shot directly at the woman and the servant beside her. That gaze contained not only the flame of anger, but also unquestionable majesty and power, which made people involuntarily feel fear at this moment.

"Humph!"

Along with this low and cold snort, Xu Xingchen's words also came out. Every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, with a chill that could not be ignored, and he spoke coldly.

"Fairy Hanyue has passed away. You two should go with her. This will be your last companionship with her."

Xu Xingchen's voice was low and cold, and every word seemed to come from an ice cellar, with a bone-chilling chill that made people shudder. At this moment, there was no room for negotiation in his tone, only unquestionable orders and determination.