Mistress (1)
Crackle! Fizz! Pop!
Getting hit by consecutive energy bullets mustâve hurt!
The person had the ability to deflect some of it, but not a consecutive attack like this. Once he was hit by ten energy bullets, he collapsed!! I shouldnât have hurled my sword to look coolâŠ
That was his last thought. If only he didnât throw his sword. If only it was still with him, then heâd definitely be able to deflect the bullets, even slash them into powder!!
Then this wouldnât happen!
In the end, he only wanted to say one thing to Ye Lang. He pointed his middle finger, then spat, âYou filthy scum!!â
âYe Lang, youâre shameless! How could you attack when your opponent doesnât have a weapon on them?!!â shouted an irate man, now replacing the collapsed opponent.
And this person wasnât someone else, it was Edward! He once again forgot Ye Langâs position, forgot everything here was done for him!!
Upon his realisation, words had been said. He looked at Ye Lang, embarrassed.
Ye Lang didnât mind though. It wasnât even an insult anyway. Then again, it was also Edwardâs turn to speak too. He was about to pass this matter over into Edwardâs hands!
âThis is not called shameless, he threw the sword himself! Also, there wasnât a rule saying I had to wait for my opponent to pick his weapon up,â answered Ye Lang, voicing his opinion.
âIt might not be in the rules, but youâre taking advantage of your opponent! Thatâs cheating! Thatâs lowly, youâre scum, youâre a jerk!â interrupted Fei, clearly expressing her contempt and anger towards Ye Lang.
â?! I might be a prodigal, but Iâm still a good person! How was that lowly, how was I scum, how was I a jerk?â questioned Ye Lang.
âYOU are lowly, YOU are scum, and YOU are a jerk!!â spat Fei out of habit. It was when she finished that even she realised what she said sounded a little odd.
âHow was that lowly, how was I scum, and how was I a jerk?â asked Ye Lang stupidly. Hey, why does this sound so familiar?
âSo it is really you!! You jerk!! Iâll kill you!!â roared Fei, suddenly raging.
This stupid expression he had. Sheâll never forget it, sheâll remember it for the rest of her life! She can now confirm Ye Lang was that guyâŠ
â?? What?â Ye Lang stared quizzically at Fei. What, me? Do we know each other?
âWho are you? Do we know each other?â he asked as he stared at Fei in confusion. He had no memory of her at all, did they really know each other?
âHmmph! Why would I want to know you, you filthy, scummy, jerk!â huffed the girl. This was just bickering. Now everyone could see she did, in fact, know Ye Lang.
However, Ye Lang didnât sense her sarcasm. He thought she was being serious.
âUh, Iâll take that as a no. I donât have any recollection of you anyway. Alright, anyone else? I can deal with you all one by one!â announced Ye Lang to the rest of the candidates, completely ignoring the girl.
They didnât even know each other, why would he care that much?
ââŠâ The girl wanted to confront him but was Kesha held her back. It was when her eyes met with Keshaâs confused gaze that she realised she shouldnât. It would be quite against her aristocratic upbringing.
Looks like she couldnât do it herself. There were other people there to do it anyway, and none of them liked that jerk!
âYou, Ye, stop being so cocky!â shouted one, although he didnât step forward. Everyone now wanted someone else to test Ye Lang. No one knew what stupid thing he had with him.
âI AM cocky, what about it!â said Ye Lang casually. He surveyed the people with contempt, the dual-wield pistols spinning in his hands as if he was showing them off.
âI am very suspicious of your true intentions. Are you here only to cause trouble? Look at you, you donât even care about Lady Kesha,â accused another person. He was smart to not proceed down the topic of Ye Langâs arrogance because it would be a waste of time.
Of course, there were some who wanted to tell him off about it, but since someone else asked this question, they chose to watch the show. They waited for an answer.
âI do care, or why would I be here? You think Iâm here to play?!â exclaimed Ye Lang solemnly, immediately. At the same time, he conveyed a feeling of being âinsultedâ.
How could they accuse me of not caring about this? I must care about this enough, or why would I help Edward? Then again, it was sort of a fun thing to do tooâŠ
âYouâre here for fun! You canât even tell a lie, youâre that stupid after all!!â scoffed the girl immediately.
âAh, how did you know?â Ye Lang asked, with a hint of surprise.
â⊠Anyone could tell!â
At this moment, everyone was thinking the same thing. Who was this jerk, no, what sort of person was he?!!
One moment he was cocky, shameless and calculating while the next he looked very clueless and canât even tell a lie. His personalities were very contradictory.
Ye Lang stopped spinning his pistols, then crooned, âWell since you all got me, then Iâll just tell it straight. Today, all of you, donât even think of speaking to Lady Kesha. Go home, if you all know whatâs best for you!â
âWh do you think you are, why should we listen?!â
âHmmph, youâre winning just because I used âshamelessâ tactics, or youâd be on the ground!â
ââŠâ
Suddenly, the group exploded in rage. Everyone was insulting Ye Lang, and in a moment of rage, they started to challenge him, wanting to finish Ye Lang once and for all.
And at this moment, someone asked a question. Everyone fell silent, and watched, waiting for his answer.
The question wasâŠ
âWhatâs the deal with the girl next to you? Your lover?â
This was a piercing question indeed. If Ye Lang said yes, then heâd be disqualified. And if he said no, then someone would still insist she was his lover to attempt to disqualify him.
And after knowing what kind of person he was, they believed Lady Kesha would give up on him. Sheâd never want to be her husbandâs second choice!
âNoâŠâ Ye Lang shook his head.
Your denial is useless!
âWhoâs more important, her or Lady Kesha?â sneered someone else. Everyone believed Ye Lang would definitely say Lady Kesha because he was here for the matchmaking. Of course, Lady Kesha was the priority.
And for Little Xin to be able to come, that meant Ye Lang didnât care what Little Xin thought!