Chapter 12: A Destined Loner
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Tang Ning could feel the man’s domineering and powerful aura pressing against her, so much that her entire being felt paralyzed by the aura, unable to move. At this moment, she understood that the strength of the man before her greatly surpassed anyone she had ever met.
Tang Ning stopped smiling and raised her head to stare at the man’s face. It was the first time that she looked at him so seriously.
“Loved by the Heavens? If you can’t tell me why then I will kill you!” Mo Ye threatened coldly and ruthlessly. Seeing the cold and dark killing intent of the man, the people surrounding them felt worried for the little monk.
Listening to his words, Tang Ning could not help but laugh as a mysterious glint flashed across her eyes. She looked at the man before her and smiled. “If I can provide you with a good reason, will you then create an affinity with Buddha?”
“That will depend on your abilities.” Mo Ye said coldly, his freezing and sharp gaze staring at the confident and lively little monk. Mo Ye frowned slightly and felt that there was something weird with the little monk, but he couldn’t quite put his finger on what it was.
Tang Ning laughed softly and glanced at the surrounding crowd. Then, she looked at Mo Ye and said, “I said that you are loved by the Heavens because in the past thousand years, or even in the thousand years to come, finding someone like you is really hard.”
Tang Ning’s gaze landed at his handsome yet cold and domineering face, as she spoke gently with her clear voice.
“You are surrounded by a propitious aura and have the grandeur of a true dragon. Your destiny is of a superior being in this life, but at the same time, you are also destined to be a loner.”
“How dare you!”
“Impudent!”
The two guards in black behind Mo Ye coldly shouted, their gazes on Tang Ning were like a sharp knife. The two men held onto the hilt of their swords at their waists, as they slightly pulled the sword out, revealing the shiny blades.
Mo Ye’s cold and dark eyes squinted as a hint of danger flashed through them. He raised his hand and signaled the two guards, who then pushed their swords back into their sheaths, suppressing the fury and killing intent in their hearts.
“Continue.”
Listening to Mo Ye’s deep and cold voice, Tang Ning paid no attention to the two guards after glancing at them imperceptibly.
“You are blessed by the Emperor Star but also fated to be a loner in this life due to Lonely Star. How the moon is covered by the dark clouds, your loner fate conceals the brightness of the Emperor Star. Although you are now like a dragon stuck in the shallow waters, you will eventually get out from the shadow of these dark clouds and rise above all to become a superior being, only on par with the sun and the moon.”
Tang Ning paused for a moment and looked straight at him, her lips curled up. “With such a fate, aren’t you loved by the Heavens?”
1Mo Ye reached out his hand and pinched the little monk’s chin. He leaned forward, staring coldly at Tang Ning’s face, as his cold voice fell into her ears.
“Is that so? A destined loner and a cursed child who can’t live beyond the age of 30. You still call this loved by the Heavens? Yes?”
Mo Ye pinched her chin, applying more force, making Tang Ning feel slightly painful. However, Tang Ning continued to calmly look at him and said, “You will have to go through such adversities, experience such pain, and endure loneliness, all of which a typical man wouldn’t be able to endure through. Before this fate is destroyed and you come through all the difficulties, your presence itself will bring harm to your family and friends, and you will be lonely.”
Looking at his darkening complexion, Tang Ning was under immense pressure radiating from Mo Ye, but she still forcefully raised her hand and snapped his hand off her chin with a loud “smack.” The surrounding people saw her actions and were all dumbstruck.
Mo Ye was also stunned for a moment by her actions, and then his killing intent quickly returned in full force. Tang Ning was rubbing her chin and face, which was still hurting due to pressure applied by Mo Ye, and she continued speaking leisurely.
“But…”