TSFLIP Chapter 226

Nangong Li said, “Have you never wondered, if I truly intended to wipe out everyone at Zhejian Tower, why I spared you? Back at the Tang Sect, I had countless opportunities to kill you. Have you never questioned why?”

“The Demon Sect is known for its cruelty and ruthlessness. Why should I bother to know your reasons?” Feng Guang forced a stiff smile, her lips curling reluctantly.

“Is it that you haven’t thought about it, or that you’re too afraid to?” Nangong Li wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his movements deliberate. Once again, he donned that bewitching, devilish smile that could captivate anyone. Slowly, he said, “Because the one who ordered me to annihilate Zhejian Tower is the same person who forbade me from harming you.”

That night, after dragging her into the Tang Sect’s secret chamber, he had received the warning: he was not to harm Xia Feng Guang in the slightest.

Feng Guang’s hand trembled as she gripped the dagger.

Nangong Li added, his voice filled with cold vengeance, “Keeping you alive, even with Zhejian Tower destroyed, still gave me access to the martial artists across the land who owed debts to the Xia family. Yet, I agreed so quickly to annul our engagement. Have you ever wondered why?”

“An insignificant question. I have no interest in knowing.”

“Because the man who demanded I annul the engagement was him.”

Feng Guang could no longer endure it. She shouted, “Nangong Li! What nonsense are you spouting? You’re the Demon Sect’s leader! Are you telling me you take orders from someone else?”

“I have reasons that leave me no choice but to obey him.” Nangong Li turned his gaze to Guan Yueyue, his expression suddenly tender. “Yueyue, perhaps you don’t know this, but from the moment I first met you on the snowy mountain five years ago, I felt you were different—not just a child, but someone pure and radiant. You stayed in my heart. And your so-called heart condition? It began five years ago.”

Those words sent a chill through Feng Guang, freezing her to her core.

Guan Yueyue’s eyes filled with confusion. “Nangong Li… what do you mean by that?”

“The so-called heart condition was nothing more than poison,” Nangong Li explained, his tone filled with regret. “The medicines I gave you were antidotes meant to suppress the poison. I didn’t tell you before because I didn’t want to hurt you.”

The man’s mastery of poison was unparalleled. If he intended to conceal his methods, no one in the world could detect the poison he used.

For a moment, Guan Yueyue wondered if all of this was just a dream.

“You’re saying he ordered you to destroy Zhejian Tower…” Feng Guang’s voice trembled as she struggled to maintain composure, clinging to her last shred of hope. Forcing herself to stay calm, she asked, “What was his reason?”

Seeing her pain, Nangong Li smiled cruelly. “He wanted something from Zhejian Tower. I don’t know what it was, but he said they would never hand it over willingly. So, I killed them—just like I did to the Wen family five years ago.”

“That’s a lie!” Qingyu’s bloodshot eyes betrayed his overwhelming fury. “My master would never do that! He saved me—he raised me!”

“He’s always done things that defy comprehension,” Nangong Li sneered, his gaze shifting to Feng Guang. “Five years ago, he took you in as his disciple. And now…” He smirked mockingly. “Now he’s married the eldest daughter of the Zhejian Tower he ordered destroyed.”

Feng Guang’s mind went blank, her thoughts scattering.

Suddenly, a breeze swept through, carrying the scent of fallen flowers. A man, leisurely strolling as if through a tranquil garden, appeared, stepping lightly on the scattered petals. His white robes billowed gracefully in the wind, radiating elegance and charm.

Upon entering the courtyard and seeing the scene before him, his steps halted.

“What’s this? It seems quite lively here today,” Xue Ran said with a faint smile at the corner of his lips. In his hands was a paper-wrapped bundle—candied hawthorn skewers, fresh from Jiangnan.

He had used his light-footed martial arts to travel a three-day journey in a single day.