The Phoenix Reborn Book II

Chapter 151 Wang Chengliu's Anxiety

On that sad night, the lighting of the working room of the emperor of Shi Kingdom was still not extinguished. In his chair, Wang Chengliu's figure revealed an expression of difficulty.

The shadow of the face of the woman named Meilan whom she could not remember clearly haunted her mind. ‘Sucks,’ thought the man while sneaking his temples.

Suddenly, his study window slammed open, allowing the strong night wind to infiltrate and extinguish all the candles. This made Wang Chengliu quickly grab the sword that was at his side.

“You don't look calm,” said a voice suddenly.

Surprised, Wang Chengliu reflexively stood up from his chair and unsheathed the sword in his hand. “Who's there?!” he exclaimed in a stern voice, not showing the slightest trace of fear.

“What makes you so nervous?” ask the voice again, times coming from the direction of the window.

When the mysterious figure stood in front of the window, the striking red eyes in the darkness leaked the identity of its owner.

Wang Chengliu lowered his sword and put on a wrathful expression. “Lu Si ...,” growled. “Where have you been all this time?”

Lu Si only looked at Wang Chengliu coldly, before then asking, “What exactly is it that has driven you to take control of the Eastern Plains?” The man looked straight at the emperor. “Power? A fortune? Revenge?”

Lu Si's question made Wang Chengliu feel strange. Never before has the red-eyed man shown any interest in what he thinks. It is very strange how the man started the conversation that— according to Wang Chengliu— has no meaning, especially in this unpleasant situation.

“I have no obligation to tryw—.”

“You could have let Huang Miaoling destroy his enemies, as well as Liang Fenghong. You just need to stay behind the scenes and live quietly,” Lu Si said, not taking his eyes off Wang Chengliu in the slightest. “Then, why are you so determined to get in their way?”

The pressure from Lu Si's gaze and aura made Wang Chengliu unable to dodge. However, his lips were not willing to open.

“As a prince born by a servant, you are insulted and humbled. The foster mother you called your mother, the one in your eyes so noble, turned out to be the one who killed your birth mother. Wanting to protect his loved ones, as well as to cover up his disgrace, your father tried to let you die on the battlefield,” Lu Si mentioned one by one the misfortunes that Wang Chengliu experienced in this life, Wang Chengliu said, the man's expression worsened. “The saddest thing is when you find out that your biological mother gave birth to you just for revenge.”

“What do you want to say?” Wang Chengliu's tone sounded deep and terrifying.

“I feel compared to uniting the Eastern Plains, you seem intent on destroying it,” Lu Si replied with an expression so cold. “Is that why you want to take down Huang Miaoling and Liang Fenghong? You want to make those who are trying to maintain the peace of the Eastern Plains ... disappear from your path?”

Wang Chengliu did not make a sound, he simply returned Lu Si's gaze. Then, his expression turned so calm, making him look a little horrifying.

“You read my mind,” Wang Chengliu replied as he tilted his head and put on a defiant smile. “From your attitude, I don't think you like this world. So, you're not gonna get in my way, are you?” tanyakanya.

Lu Si was silent for a moment, then shook his head. His lips formed a mocking smile.

Feeling the person before him was too presumptuous, Wang Chengliu clicked his tongue and said unhappily, “What are you laughing at?”

Wang Chengliu did not have time to finish his words, a scroll was thrown by Lu Si towards him. Quickly, the young emperor fended off the cloth scroll with his sword, a reflex blocking the thing capable of harming him.

“Stop!” exclaim Wang Chengliu. “Where else are you going now? Our agreement is still not fully implemented!”

Wang Chengliu realized that his current position was pinched. It had been so long since he had last received word from Chen Meiping in Zhou, and Liang Fenghong's return to Zhongcheng indicated that Hudie had failed to carry out her duties in Wu. The only thing he could do to secure everything was to take down the Huang family and the royal family in Jingcheng.

Defeat was not an option, so Wang Chengliu needed Lu Si's help!

With the ability he possessed, Lu Si was able to read Wang Chengliu's intentions. He turned to look at the young emperor and said, “The agreement between us is done. You have fulfilled my wish, and I have given you what you want. That way, there is no longer a thing that requires me to accompany you to finish the last war.”

Wang Chengliu's eyebrows are linked. ‘Last war said,’ inner man. ‘Did he swear my death?’

Wang Chengliu had indeed fulfilled Lu Si's wish, by messing up Wang Wuyu's death ritual day and also wounding Wang Weixin. As for what reason the mysterious man wanted such a thing, Wang Chengliu did not know and did not care. But one thing he knows.

Lu Si had not given her the thing she wanted!

“You have not helped me destroy the Eastern Plains, nor have you helped me bring down those who blocked my path. That way, on what basis do you say you've given me what I want?” w.a.n.g Chengliu asked, dissatisfied.

In a calm tone, Lu Si asked, “Destroying the Eastern Plains?” A sharp glance was thrown by him to Wang Chengliu. “You're sure that's the thing you really want?”

Wang Chengliu felt very strange with Lu Si's attitude, but he always felt so. The man before him always acted as if all the secrets of the world were within his palm.

And, that made Wang Chengliu again doubt himself.

“What you want to be in that roll,” Lu Si said confidently. “With this, we no longer owe each other, Wang Chengliu.”

Hearing that, Wang Chengliu clenched his hand as he looked at the cloth scroll lying on the floor. He grabbed the scroll, felt the roughness of the cloth—since he was so old.

When the cloth scroll opened, such a deep frown formed on Wang Chengliu's forehead. ‘This ... this is ...’

The first thing Wang Chengliu saw .. was a sweet smile that charmed him. The fine strokes that formed a wave-haired young girl loudly voiced out the contents of her painter's heart, there was a deep feeling in every scratch of his ink.

Looking at the face of the girl, the dizzy look on Wang Chengliu's head instantly disappeared. ‘Meilan ...,’ call him in the heart involuntarily.

Wang Chengliu's eyes initially shone, but quickly the two tanned black beads turned dark again. An incomparable hatred incomprehensibly boiled in his heart.

“Who is this girl?!” w.a.n.g Chengliu asked with a terrible roar. “Who exactly is a girl named Meilan in—?!”

When turning his gaze to where Lu Si was, Wang Chengliu was unable to continue his words. His gaze swept across the entire room, but there was no one else in the room but him.

Suddenly, Lu Si's voice echoed in his mind, “Go to Jingcheng, and you will get the whole answer.”