Chapter 508: The Enemy

“If there’s anything troubling your heart, you can shout it out now…”

Looking at Lan Yue’s expression, a faint smile crept across Xiao Yufan’s lips. The matter of Cheng Ying had already become the past. What he needed to do now was to protect every woman beside him, ensuring none of them would ever be hurt again.

“Does that mean I can shout out anything…?”

Playfully blinking her beautiful eyes, Lan Yue looked like a charming little elf. Xiao Yufan felt a surge of desire; had they not been inside a cave, he might have given in to his impulse and taken her right there.

“My husband is a big pervert!” Seeing Xiao Yufan nod, Lan Yue’s eyes narrowed slightly, and her words almost made Xiao Yufan collapse.

“Then, am I supposed to do something perverted now?!”

“Come and get me then…”

Her eyes were filled with seduction, and her warm breath gently brushed against Xiao Yufan’s cheek. Any other man would have already lost control.

Of course, Xiao Yufan was no saint immune to temptation. After her teasing, he clearly felt his body’s reaction, and a certain part of him had already pressed against Lan Yue’s delicate frame.

Her face flushed red, and Lan Yue was also somewhat flustered. Her first time had been given to this man in a car—could it really happen here this time?

“I’ll deal with you when we get back…”

Though Xiao Yufan also wanted to do something at the moment, he couldn’t possibly do it here. The first time, he had taken her somewhat confusedly; if it happened here this time, it might leave a slight shadow on her heart.

Upon hearing these words, Lan Yue’s pretty face turned red, her eyes showing a hint of disappointment. But soon, this disappointment turned into reassurance—not because she lacked appeal, but because this man was considerate of her feelings.

Just then, however, Lan Yue keenly noticed that Xiao Yufan, half of whose body was leaning over her, had a sudden stiffness in his eyes…

Turning her head, Lan Yue saw Xiao Yufan staring blankly at the wall. On its smooth surface was an engraved line of text. Though not very clear, in the faint light, it was still clearly visible.

“I’m sorry, I’m leaving…”

These simple six words pierced Xiao Yufan’s heart like needles. He was certain that this line of text had not existed when the two of them had first discovered this place. In other words, these six words had been left behind later!

Cheng Ying had really come back! Or perhaps, she had known from the beginning that she would leave…

Memories flashed through Xiao Yufan’s mind. He was sure there had been no conflict between them at the time. Their separation had been abrupt. Thinking back now, there seemed to be something he had never known.

“What exactly happened? I must find out!”

Never before had anything stirred such a storm in Xiao Yufan’s heart, but Cheng Ying’s matter had been hidden deep within him, a woman capable of tugging at his heartstrings. He had thought he would never again feel sorrow for her!

But…

If there was truly a hidden story behind it, he had to find out the truth. Otherwise, he would never feel at peace. Had he not impulsively come to the Lianxin Cave, perhaps some things would have remained forever hidden from him, leaving him in ignorance.

At this moment, in a villa in the capital city…

The two stood silently, a middle-aged man and a beautiful woman—none other than Situ Yonghui and Dongfang Yanran. Had Xiao Yufan seen this scene, he would surely have been astonished.

“You failed to kill me the last time; this time, are you going to take direct action?”

A faint smile appeared on Situ Yonghui’s face as he looked around, appreciating the woman before him. His eyes were filled with admiration. His son was truly impressive to have won this woman’s loyalty. In many ways, his son surpassed him.

Regardless of Dongfang Yanran’s original intention in approaching Xiao Yufan, Situ Yonghui could sense her genuine affection for his son. However, some old grudges between their generations still needed to be resolved.

“Did you deliberately let me go back then?”

Thinking back to when she had tried to attack him and was the only one who survived, a chill ran down Dongfang Yanran’s spine. That meant this man had known of her existence at the time but had simply chosen not to act.

“Do you think if I wanted to kill you, I’d let you stand here talking to me? After all, I am the father of your future husband. I actually admire your courage!”

He naturally wouldn’t harm this woman—not only because of Xiao Yufan, but also because of an old friend. The resentment she held against him was merely based on a misunderstanding.

“He is he, and you are you. I cannot possibly leave my master’s revenge unfulfilled…”

Hearing Situ Yonghui mention Xiao Yufan, Dongfang Yanran’s eyes flickered with confusion, but she quickly regained her composure. She knew exactly why she had come this time!

“Are you sure you can really kill me?”

“Although you are strong, it doesn’t mean I will never be able to defeat you!”

Rarely did Dongfang Yanran’s exquisite profile show such fierceness. She had left the Dongfang family at a young age, spending most of her time with her master. Her master’s death left her with deep hatred.

“She couldn’t kill me back then, let alone you now…”

Situ Yonghui’s eyes narrowed slightly, exuding an aura of natural authority. Just the occasional ripple of his presence made Dongfang Yanran’s heart tremble. The “she” he mentioned was naturally Dongfang Yanran’s master.

“You…” Cold light flickered in her eyes. Hearing the man mention her master, Dongfang Yanran longed to rush forward and avenge her. But she also knew that with her current strength, still far from reaching the realm of self-cultivation, she was no match for this man.

Ranked second on the assassin list, she had never imagined she could feel so powerless before a man…

“What if I told you that your master’s death had nothing to do with me, and that I was also a victim? Would you believe me?”

“Do you think I’m that foolish?”

Dongfang Yanran’s heart skipped a beat. For a moment, she actually believed what this man said. There were too many mysteries surrounding her master’s death, and she had merely heard rumors that led her to target this man as her enemy.

“After seeing what your master left behind, perhaps you will believe me…”

With a casual motion, Situ Yonghui pulled out a bundle from behind and tossed it toward Dongfang Yanran. Some things heard are not as convincing as those seen with one’s own eyes. Situ Yonghui believed that if this woman was wise enough, she would realize—he was not her enemy…