King of Hundred Victories Saber

Chapter 377 - 153: Lin Wanqing: Gentle Grace Conceals Great Ambition, Decisive Blade Fells the Wokou (Part 3)

Liu Guihua’s eyes were swollen and red, filled with sorrow and anticipation, like a wounded fawn.

She stumbled forward, reaching out her hands as if clinging to the last hope, tightly grasping Shi Feiyang’s hands.

Her voice trembled, filled with deep regret and pleading, choked with sobs as she said, "Husband, may I return to your side? I truly realize my mistake. Looking back to the most difficult times when you needed me the most, I chose to leave. I... my heart is filled with remorse."

However, before she finished speaking, Lin Wanqing gracefully emerged from behind Shi Feiyang like a breath of fresh air.

Her eyes were firm and confident, revealing a sense of calm.

Shi Feiyang gently held Liu Guihua’s hand, his hands broad and warm.

His movements were as gentle as a spring breeze, yet carried an undeniable firmness, slowly separating Liu Guihua’s hands.

Then, he gently embraced Lin Wanqing, gazing at her with deep affection, his eyes filled with love, and softly said, "Wanqing and I are now married. Let the past remain in the past."

Upon hearing these words, Liu Guihua felt as though she was struck by a bolt from the blue, her body stiffened instantly, as if she had turned into a wooden sculpture.

Tears burst forth uncontrollably, like beads with broken strings, streaming down her cheeks.

She watched Shi Feiyang and Lin Wanqing tightly embracing, her heart full of pain and regret. Her lips trembled slightly, wanting to say something, but were choked by endless sorrow, unable to utter a word.

Lin Wanqing nestled in Shi Feiyang’s arms, a hint of a proud smile on her face, blooming like flowers in spring, radiant and bright. Her gaze towards Shi Feiyang was full of tenderness and boundless love, as if nothing else existed in the world, only the man she deeply loved. The disciples of the Heroic Sakura Association swiftly set to work, tending to the aftermath of the battle.

They worked with clear division of labor, methodically moving the bodies aside, using shovels to carefully clean the blood and debris from the ground.

For a moment, the sound of shovels scraping the ground mixed with the panting of the working people.

Amidst the busy scene, Shi Feiyang walked steadily over to Liu Guihua. His expression was calm and gentle, devoid of any resentment or displeasure, and he said, "Guihua, what is past has become history. Now that Black Tortoise Hall is gone, the situation at Gui Feng Mountain is complex and needs capable leadership. I appoint you as the Sub-Branch Leader of the Heroic Sakura Association Liaodong Gui Feng Mountain Sub-Branch."

With that, he turned and instructed his subordinates to bring over the list of ten thousand taels of silver and thirty thousand stones of grain, solemnly handing it to Liu Guihua, and continued earnestly, "Take these for the sub-branch’s construction and the brothers’ living expenses. I hope you can lead the Gui Feng Mountain Sub-Branch, contribute to the development of the Heroic Sakura Association, bring peace to the Jianghu, and welfare to the common people. In the future, Wanqing and I will definitely come to see you."

Shi Feiyang’s words conveyed trust in Liu Guihua as well as expectations for her future.

Liu Guihua looked up, her eyes full of gratitude and complex emotions, tears welling up in her eyes. Her hands trembling as she took the list of silver and grain, she nodded slightly, her voice choked, almost sobbing, said, "Thank you, Grand Squad Leader. I shall not fail in my duty."

Although she could not remarry Shi Feiyang and renew their past relationship, the arrangement Shi Feiyang made for her ensured her lifelong prosperity, filling her heart with gratitude towards him, endless as the rolling rivers.

Subsequently, Shi Feiyang, accompanied by Lin Wanqing, Liu Dayou, Qin Yuanyao, and Xie Wen, walked over to the horses. They skillfully mounted the horses, Shi Feiyang looking resolutely towards Korea, his expression serious.

To prevent the Great Ming and neighboring countries from being harassed by Japanese pirates, and to prevent the common people from suffering hardship and distress, resisting the Japanese pirates and defending the nation was the most important mission at that moment.

The sound of horses’ hooves "tadadada" echoed, resonating in the empty mountains like the drumming of war.

Their figures gradually faded into the flying dust, heading towards the battlefield against the Japanese pirates filled with the unknown and challenges.

Liu Guihua stood in place, watching their departing figures, her tears blurring her vision.

As their figures gradually disappeared from Liu Guihua’s tearful eyes, it was as if they took away a profoundly memorable Chapter of her life, leaving her at Gui Feng Mountain to start a new Chapter in life with her complex emotions.

At midsummer, the area around Han City seemed to be placed in a scorching hell.

The scorching sun hung high, its fiery rays pouring down without reserve, as if to turn everything in the world into dust.

The ground was baked hot, every inch of land exuding a scorching heat, stepping on it felt as if the high temperatures would melt the sole, producing a slight stickiness.

The air seemed like boiling water, violently twisting, with wave after wave of heat hitting, making breathing difficult, the chest feeling as if pressed by a heavy rock, suffocatingly uncomfortable.

The distant mountain ridges blurred in the rolling heat waves, like an abstract painting distorted by the heat. The lines in the mountains became hazy, as if evapotranspiring into thin air.

The crops in the fields, suffering under the blazing sun, lost their usual vitality. The leaves hung listlessly, drooping towards the ground, silently expressing their helplessness under the searing heat.