WMSR — QT Chapter 131

 

WMSR – QT Chapter 131

By

siofra

Chapter 131: The Senior of the Apocalypse

Hearing Xiao Yi's declaration, Bai Yichen felt a pang of perplexity. Brought someone he yearned to see?

Connecting the dots, his mind flashed back to the sharp female scream that had accompanied the sound of the front door shattering. Shifting his gaze toward the entrance, his eyes landed on a thoroughly familiar silhouette. Qi Yuanyuan?

What on earth was Xiao Yi doing, dragging Qi Yuanyuan all the way over here? Could it be that because Qi Yuanyuan was currently Xiao Yi's woman, and Xiao Yi had caught wind of his identity as her ex-boyfriend, he had escorted Qi Yuanyuan over purely to pull off a petty show of force?

Evidently, Bai Yichen was far from the only person harboring such a line of thought. The moment Qi Yuanyuan realized Xiao Yi hadn't directed his speech at the resident supernatural ability wielder of the villa, but had addressed her useless, unpowered ex-boyfriend instead—using such heavily loaded, suggestive language—her face drained of all color in absolute terror.

Meanwhile, Xiao Yi—whose entire field of awareness remained locked tightly onto Ling Mengchen—failed to register the drastic shift in Qi Yuanyuan's expression. Fixing his eyes on Bai Yichen, he pressed on: "Do you still remember her? She was your university girlfriend—Qi Yuanyuan."

The second those words tumbles out, the individual inside the villa whose expression underwent a catastrophic, dark transformation was none other than Lin Jiawen—the sole person kept entirely in the dark. The exact millisecond the word girlfriend hit his ears, his gaze snapped violently toward Qi Yuanyuan, his eyes churning with dangerous, unpredictable storms. When he had caught a fleeting glimpse of this stunning woman earlier in the afternoon, he had felt a bizarre, unprompted trace of unease; yet he had never anticipated her true identity—she was actually Ling Mengchen's former girlfriend!

Lin Jiawen shifted his stare onto Qi Yuanyuan's exquisitely beautiful, captivating features—a face capable of stirring any man's heart—his gaze turning dangerously sharp. Qi Yuanyuan suddenly felt as though countless sharp needles were pricking her skin, making her thoroughly squirm in discomfort.

Fortunately, just as Qi Yuanyuan was on the verge of collapsing beneath the pressure, Lin Jiawen hit a sudden realization, anxiously transferring his focus back to Bai Yichen. After all, at a juncture like this, Bai Yichen's attitude was infinitely more crucial than focusing on this woman.

At that exact moment, Bai Yichen was internally analyzing and guessing Xiao Yi's true operational intent. Because he couldn't decode Xiao Yi's actual goal, Bai Yichen offered merely a serene, indifferent nod in response to the declaration, signaling that he recognized who she was.

Bai Yichen's remarkably cold and unbothered posture left Xiao Yi thoroughly bewildered. In his mental projection, Ling Mengchen ought to have been overcome with intense emotion upon beholding the girlfriend he had been separated from across five grueling years of the apocalypse. At that point, Xiao Yi could have smoothly interjected with an explanation—that he had happened to rescue Qi Yuanyuan from a zombie horde back then, and considering her romantic connection to him, he had specifically brought her over for a reunion. And since Qi Yuanyuan was currently his registered dependent follower, if Ling Mengchen desired to be reunited with her, he could simply choose to become his dependent follower as well. As for everything else, he wouldn't need to worry about a thing; after all, as the ruler of the Lingxiao Survivor Base possessing elite, terrifying power, Xiao Yi could resolve any logistical barrier on his behalf—including severing ties with his former wielder, Lin Jiawen.

Yet even though Ling Mengchen's lukewarm reaction strayed slightly from his calculations, Xiao Yi harbored zero intention of abandoning his strategy. Seeing Ling Mengchen remain motionless at the top of the stairs, he turned toward Qi Yuanyuan, prodding: "Qi Yuanyuan, aren't you happy to see your boyfriend? Hurry up and greet him."

Being called out directly by Xiao Yi, Qi Yuanyuan froze completely. Panic seized her as she struggled to determine her next move; she couldn't decode Xiao Yi's true underlying intent, nor could she gauge what reaction constituted the correct choice.

Should she obey Xiao Yi's literal command and step forward to greet Ling Mengchen, or was this command merely the calm before a catastrophic storm? How she chose to answer—and how she saved her own skin—hinged entirely on the choice she made in this exact split second.

Gritting her teeth, Qi Yuanyuan threw her head back, casting a look of unadulterated disdain toward Ling Mengchen: "What kind of boyfriend is he? He's nothing more than an ex! Across these years of constant danger, I didn't see him step up a single time. How does a guy like that deserve to be my boyfriend? The man who qualifies as my boyfriend has to be someone who stays by my side, protecting and accompanying me at all times!"

What Qi Yuanyuan failed to register was that almost the exact instant those words left her mouth, Xiao Yi's face turned darker and more dreadful than ever before. He stared at Qi Yuanyuan in utter, disbelieving shock. Was this woman completely out of her mind?!

Author's Note: I did my absolute best...

Chapter 67: The Senior of the Apocalypse (23)

Qi Yuanyuan remained completely oblivious to the drastic shift in Xiao Yi's expression. In fact, she was privately gloating over her own tactical quick-wittedness. In her assessment, Xiao Yi's command for her to greet Ling Mengchen was overwhelmingly a loyalty test; after all, dragging her over out of nowhere to face her ex-boyfriend looked every bit like an interrogation. If she didn't seize this exact moment to pledge her absolute loyalty, when else would she? Her little speech had not only severed all romantic ties with Ling Mengchen while laying out a flawless justification, but it had also subtly declared who truly held the key to her heart—after all, across these five years, the singular person who had kept her by his side and protected her was Xiao Yi himself.

Having delivered her speech, Qi Yuanyuan felt thoroughly impressed by her own brilliant maneuver. She raised her head in eager anticipation, looking toward Xiao Yi's face, confident that even if he harbored lingering displeasure, her response would thoroughly smooth it over.

However, the moment Qi Yuanyuan's eyes locked onto Xiao Yi's face, her heart leaped in sheer horror. Xiao Yi's face wasn't merely pale or sullen—the intense, unblinking glare pinning her down carried a terrifying, predatory weight that made her feel as though she were about to be devoured whole.

Having spent years observing Xiao Yi, Qi Yuanyuan knew beyond a shadow of a doubt that he was furious—in fact, he was driven completely berserk. Across the entire half-decade she had spent at his side, she had rarely seen him reach such a catastrophic level of rage. But what had she done wrong? Hadn't everything she said been absolute perfection?

Just as Qi Yuanyuan stood trembling in absolute terror, deathly afraid that Xiao Yi might reach out and hurl her out the door, something far more sinister transpired. Across Xiao Yi's livid, dark countenance, a tight, forced smile was dragged onto his features as he spoke to her: "What absurd nonsense are you spouting? In this apocalypse, simply surviving is an incredible feat; to cross paths with your former lover again is a miracle beyond measure—a stroke of fortune that countless people could only dream of. Don't act foolish."

Xiao Yi's voice maintained a gentle, smooth cadence as he delivered those words, yet his face was angled strictly toward Qi Yuanyuan alone. Thus, Qi Yuanyuan could perceive with terrifying clarity how those icy, murderous eyes issued a lethal warning from beneath that wildly mismatched, forced smile.

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