Feng Guang listened to him and found it utterly ridiculous. “Yun Ji, what makes you so sure Yan Yu is A Nuan?”
Because of Xia Yanyu’s so-called protagonist’s halo?
“The Demon Lord is especially attached to her. More importantly, Yanyu has a birthmark on her arm that only the Dragon Maiden would have.”
“Oh? You mean the coral-shaped mark on her arm?” Feng Guang smiled and lifted the sleeve of the arm he was holding. On the inside of her forearm was a red birthmark shaped exactly like a coral branch. She chuckled. “Well, look at that—I have the same birthmark. Now what are you going to do about that?”
Yun Ji froze. Without realizing it, he released her arm and stepped back, shaking his head in disbelief. “No… That’s impossible.”
“What’s so impossible about it?” Feng Guang leaned casually against the tree, one brow arched, smiling with an air of freedom. “She and I are twins. What she has, I naturally have as well. Yun Ji, do you know what you look like to me right now? Just as laughable as Jun Yu. You two keep going on about loving the Dragon Maiden, searching for her for five hundred years, waiting for her for five hundred years—and in the end, the only way you can ‘find’ her is by relying on something as foolish as a birthmark. Tell me, are you really in love with A Nuan… or just with her face?”
She strongly suspected that if the Dragon Maiden had reincarnated with a different face, they’d never have found her at all.
Feng Guang smiled again, touching her face. “Ah, that’s right—I almost forgot. Didn’t you once tell me you liked this face of mine?”
“Feng Guang…”
“Shut up.” Her eyes turned cold. “Yun Ji, do you know what I thought when I saw your true form? I thought, ‘I like this person, no matter what he looks like—no matter how ugly or hideous, I’ll still like him.’ But you? Now I don’t think you’re stupid—I think I am. Nai He was right. You’re not good enough for me. And me… how could I have fallen for such a shallow man?”
“You… regret it?”
“Yes. I regret that I ever liked you.”
For an instant, pain flashed across Yun Ji’s face.
“You came to me today just to explain why you chose to save Yanyu back then, right? Don’t worry—I never blamed you. There’s nothing wrong with saving her. Because now… if you and she were in danger together, I wouldn’t choose to save you either.”
Yun Ji was silent for a long moment. “This ‘he’ you’re talking about… who is it?”
“You don’t need to know. This conversation is over.” Feng Guang turned to leave, but once again, her arm was seized.
Yun Ji’s expression grew darker than ever. “You’ve fallen for another man?”
Just when he realized he liked her, she had already fallen for someone else.
“That’s right. I’ve fallen for a man who doesn’t judge people by their looks.” His grip on her arm tightened, making her frown. “Let go—you’re hurting me!”
Suddenly, a sword aura sliced through the air. Yun Ji pulled Feng Guang aside to dodge, and the strike smashed into the tree behind them, sending it crashing to the ground. Standing there with his usual cold face and icy voice was Jun Yu. “Yun Ji, let her go.”
At his side stood Xia Yanyu.
Yun Ji gave them a sidelong glance, smiling with a wicked charm. “So it’s the Demon Lord. What’s the matter? You already have Yanyu—why bother coming here to interfere between me and Feng Guang?”
“Let her go!” Xia Yanyu drew a long cyan sword and charged straight at Yun Ji.