I Don't Want to Get Hurt, So I'll Max Out My Defense-Chapter 1096 - 1097 My Fate is in My Own Hands Not in
Chapter 1096: Chapter 1097: My Fate is in My Own Hands, Not in Heaven’s
Chapter 1096 -1097: My Fate is in My Own Hands, Not in Heaven’s
“Thinking of Your Night?”
“What is this? The title of a tune?”
“Do people even name things like that? Haven’t heard of it, have you?”
“It’s just for show, after all—how could the descendant of an exiled individual possibly compare to Young Master Long in talent and learning?”
“A buffoon indeed!”
Hearing this name, the cultivators rolled their eyes, expressing their disdain.
“Now that’s an unusual name. Young master, why don’t you recite a couple lines? Let this little lady witness its charm?”
Long Xue’s eyes sparkled with even greater curiosity. Originally, seeing Young Master Han able to sit with those six geniuses had sparked doubts in her heart; now, the many extraordinary aspects he revealed all overlapped with the silhouette of someone in her memory.
The same way of acting without any rhyme or reason, reckless, daring, and carefree; the same off-key, rambling absurdities—could it be the same person?
Had her husband come to find her?
“This is called a new theme, a new poetic form. It is the result of my contemplation in the natural world. I have named it—oily poetry!”
Li Xiaobai stood up, hands clasped behind his back, and declared arrogantly, as if everyone beneath him were country bumpkins.
“Then, Young Master Han, please enlighten us all. What exactly is oily poetry?”
Long Aotian spoke indifferently.
“Behold, this is my unparalleled masterpiece!”
Li Xiaobai flicked his wrist, unrolling the scroll in his hand and presenting it to everyone.
Now he found Long Aotian increasingly disagreeable—actually setting his sights on his wife, he had to find an opportunity to take him down. Using a poem to declare sovereignty? Pure fantasy!
The crowd’s gaze fell upon the scroll; their expressions froze, and they began to have difficulty breathing.
“Babe, I went for an IV drip today. What drip was it? Thinking of your night!”
“Now, whatever I eat has no taste. But if you were here, if you were by my side, then it would have flavor!”
“How can you be so indifferent to someone who likes you, cares for you, worries for you? Let me have a good look at you!”
“Can’t I just enjoy looking at you, you’re so naughty!”
“I haven’t slept well these past few days. Do you know I think of you every night? You have no idea how to cherish someone’s feelings!”
“What a tragic fate, ours is truly a tragic connection!”
“But, I’ll make you the happiest woman. Let me love you properly, okay? Let me spend my life with you, okay? Aren’t I your destined prince? Where have I been slick? It’s because I like you that I’m like this!”
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“Do you know? Being emotionally affected by someone is annoying, but also sweet!”
One word, oily.
Two words, very oily.
Three words, too oily!
Could a human even write this? And to brazenly display it for everyone to see at an event like this—where does that courage come from, huh? Where’s the shame?
“How can such a verse actually have a beginning and an end? It’s hard to imagine that anyone would bring such wanton words to the public eye.”
“Even on normal days when a man and woman are alone in a room, they would be too embarrassed to speak thus. Today has truly been an eye-opener; this Young Master Han has something about him!”
“How about it, does this poem of mine catch your eye?”
Li Xiaobai said with pride. A true man must dare to express his heart’s voice. Although it was not appropriate to take action directly due to the presence of three powerful cultivators from the Saint Realm, announcing his ownership over Long Xue to everyone was as easy as flipping his hand. She was the leading lady of his Villian’s Guild, not to be touched by others.
“Riffraff! I’ve said it before, allowing such a person to stay in the White Jade Tower is a desecration to today’s assembly of the proud. I propose we throw him out!”
“Indeed, a young sect master from the Icy Frost Sect, who would have thought he’d turn out to be such a block of useless mud not worth slinging against the wall, with a mind full of such filth, and to even write it down, poisoning our eyes – his heart deserves condemnation!”
“Such lecherous, shoddy words are nothing short of an insult to the Immortal. I cannot tolerate this, guard, where are you? Drag this man out immediately!”
“Han Buzhu, you’ve lost all face for your sect. Throw him out!”
After a brief silence and bewilderment, the cultivators exploded in fury. The atmosphere in the room instantly heated up. This Han Buzhu had repeatedly challenged their bottom line. Earlier, him willfully taking Brother Long’s seat was one thing, but now, he had the audacity to set his sights on Long Xue. Did he ask their permission?
Wasn’t this outright opposing Ao Tian, publicly flirting with someone else’s Immortal?
They were all from prestigious sects and paid much attention to reputation, whether they were on the righteous path or the Demon Path. When had they ever produced such a deviant? Such flirtatious language was not meant to be spoken in such a refined gathering; it was downright foul and offensive to the ears!
“Young Master Han, are you deliberately making a jest of us?”
“Ao Tian may be fine with a jest, but if there is disrespect or even blasphemous intentions towards the Immortal, Brother Long will absolutely not stand for it!”
“Today, Brother Long will challenge you to a duel, to seek justice for the Immortal. Do you dare to fight Brother Long?”
Ao Tian was so furious he was gnashing his teeth, wishing he could devour the insolent youth before him alive. However, the other party’s brazen actions had indeed aroused public anger, which Ao Tian could use as a legitimate chance to challenge him and see who was stronger.
Earlier, he had just been testing his strength and although the opponent had shown a tenacity beyond that of an ordinary man, Ao Tian was confident in his prowess among the younger generation. Should they truly fight, his Dragon Race Bloodline Power would be enough to dominate the crowd.
The Dragon Race Bloodline is the ultimate fighting strength!
As long as the young man before him dared to nod in agreement, he would instantly strike to cripple him.
“Brother Ao Tian, look at you, getting all worked up over nothing. In fact, this poem of mine is no different from the poem you just recited; both are expressions of one’s admiration for the Immortal, just expressed in a slightly different way.”
“Moreover, the Immortal herself hasn’t spoken yet. What’s your claim based on, brother? Making a scene?”
Li Xiaobai spoke dismissively, showing no intention of taking the other party seriously. A formidable figure like Young Master Long was nothing to him. He was hinting at his identity to Long Xue, and if the married couple were of one mind, their chances of successfully escaping Ice Dragon Island would improve.
“I quite like Young Master Han’s personality. As for the poetry, it’s just a vessel to express what’s in the heart. All forms should be tolerated. Young Master Han’s courage to express his thoughts openly without fear of others’ opinions is something that makes him stronger than many heroes.”
Long Xue looked at Li Xiaobai, playfully blinking her eyes. Through his poem, she had already discerned his identity and couldn’t help being a bit excited. A blush spread over her pretty face – it was her husband! Her husband had come for her!
Hearing Long Xue’s high praise, Ao Tian was briefly dumbstruck, unable to believe his ears. Was this the same pure and untainted Xue’er he knew?
She wasn’t angry at such clichéd words and, looking at the blush on her cheeks, she couldn’t possibly have developed a fondness for that Young Master Han, could she?
How could he not know his beloved had such tastes after spending so much time with her?
“This… Xue’er, he is desecrating you…”
“Brother Long, there’s no need for more words!”
“Including everyone here, I’m sure you’ve heard some rumors that my hand in marriage at this tournament has already been decided and that this contest was just a show. Today, I, Long Xue, clarify here that the man I marry must be a hero of our times, only he who stands openly on the arena and secures the final victory has the right to be my husband! Those who sneak around using small tricks will only be swept out of Ice Dragon Island.”
“I rely on my fate, not the heavens!”
