Was it you that night?

Chapter 284 - 282: Xiao Chen’s Profound Affection

Chapter 284: Chapter 282: Xiao Chen’s Profound AffectionNan Sheng never expected Dongfang Wuya to be so cruel and vicious. The pain was unbearable, and she begged for mercy through tears and snot, "Mr. Wuya, I, I was wrong. Please spare me, I won’t dare to do it again. I really don’t, don’t know where Qinghe is..."

Dongfang Wuya was very dissatisfied with Nan Sheng’s answer, "If you can’t tell where Qinghe is, you’ll still be thrown into the Den of Ten Thousand Demons!"

Nan Sheng regretted provoking the ferocious Demon Chief Dongfang Wuya.

Unfortunately, it was already too late for regrets.

How could she know where Xiao Chen had taken Shen Qinghe? Originally, she had just thought to blackmail Dongfang Wuya, to get into his harem first, so when Shen Qinghe returned and saw the scene, it was bound to create a rift in the feelings between Dongfang Wuya and Shen Qinghe.

Who would have thought that Dongfang Wuya would not play by the rules and instead threaten her? If she had known earlier, she would have escaped from the Heaven Realm sooner.

But she was clearly the female lead, how could she end up with her Immortal Bone removed and be thrown into the Den of Ten Thousand Demons?

In the book, she was supposed to marry Dongfang Wuya, but Dongfang Wuya had already formed a bond with Shen Qinghe. Left with no other choice, she then proposed to enter his harem as a Heavenly Concubine.

She was fearless precisely because she knew she was the protagonist of the book.

"Mr. Wuya, please spare me, I really, really don’t know where Qinghe is..." Nan Sheng cried in agony as she watched her Immortal Bone being brutally stripped away by Dongfang Wuya.

She couldn’t take such inhumane torture...

"Since you don’t know, then into the Den of Ten Thousand Demons to serve the demons you go," Dongfang Wuya said, throwing Nan Sheng to Little Black.

Nan Sheng screamed in terror, "Wait, let me think again!!"

Dongfang Wuya turned back to look at Nan Sheng, who was in panic and convulsing with pain, "I once stayed in the Spring Breeze Pavilion for a while, I know Xiao Chen likes to paint, perhaps Mr. Wuya should

When their vision cleared, both Meng Yun and Dongfang Wuya were astonished.

From the second floor to the first, from the living room to the bedrooms, every wall was adorned with portraits of Shen Qinghe.

There were portraits of Shen Qinghe sleeping, Shen Qinghe drunk, and Shen Qinghe practicing the sword; all kinds of portrayals of Shen Qinghe were vividly captured on paper, so lifelike with spiritual energy poured into them that the Shen Qinghe in the paintings seemed almost real, as if she could step out at any time.

If Dongfang Wuya were not Shen Qinghe’s legitimate Daoist companion, one would have to acknowledge Xiao Chen’s profound feelings for Shen Qinghe.

But at this moment, Dongfang Wuya, seeing these, felt a rush of fury and wanted to destroy all the paintings.

Meng Yun, shocked, quickly regained his senses and stopped him: "Wuya, don’t destroy these paintings just yet, they may contain clues; now is not the time for rash actions."

Dongfang Wuya felt suffocated by so many paintings and didn’t want to look, so he simply let Meng Yun search for any clues within them.

Meng Yun watched Dongfang Wuya pacing back and forth in anger and couldn’t help lamenting in his heart, feeling fortunate that his crush, Shen Zhiyao, hadn’t entangled herself in such flirtatious debts; otherwise, he would be just as breathlessly angry as Dongfang Wuya.

However, it was strange; he had never seen Qinghe interact with Xiao Chen on a daily basis, so how had Xiao Chen fallen so deeply?

He’d heard that Xiao Chen once had an arranged engagement with Nan Sheng and what was most bizarre was that Xiao Chen had also hurt Qinghe before. On a normal day, one could never tell that Xiao Chen had such deep affection for Qinghe.

If he hadn’t seen these portraits with his own eyes, he would never believe that Xiao Chen was so dedicated to Qinghe, no wonder Wuya’s face turned green with rage.

Dongfang Wuya felt suffocated by a room full of portraits and simply left the Spring Breeze Pavilion to get some fresh air.

There, Meng Yun scrutinized the paintings seriously and in great detail, his head swimming and his eyes blurring. Xiao Bai was also helping, and together they murmured lowly, cursing Xiao Chen’s cunning as they searched for clues.

"I really don’t understand Xiao Chen’s thinking. If he liked Qinghe, why did he engage himself to Nan Sheng before? Since Xiao Chen painted so many portraits of Qinghe, that must have taken a lot of time, right? Which means that he has probably liked Qinghe for quite a while. Later, Qinghe even got together with Wuya; what on earth was Xiao Chen thinking?" Meng Yun expressed his confusion.

He too was fond of Zhiyao, but she was oblivious, busy with cultivation, so he just silently stayed by her side, waiting for the day she would realise her feelings.

Under the premise of liking Zhiyao, he would never get entangled with other women. Yet, Xiao Chen was exactly the opposite, cohabitating with Nan Sheng early on and almost forming a pact with her.

Given that background, how could Qinghe possibly have any affection for Xiao Chen?