Chapter 161: Public Confession (2)

Su Mengxi originally intended to say directly, ’I have zero interest in you, let alone feelings.’

But out of the corner of her eye, she happened to spot Chen Chuan on the outskirts of the crowd, arms crossed, watching the show with a look of amusement.

In an instant, a bold idea rose in her heart.

Su Mengxi took a deep breath, and her originally icy expression suddenly softened slightly.

She looked at Li Feiyun and said in a clear voice, loud enough for everyone around to hear:

"Because I already have someone I like."

"Whoosh!"

As soon as these words were spoken, it was like a ladle of cold water being thrown into a boiling pot of oil; the entire scene instantly exploded.

"What? Senior Sister Su has someone she likes?"

"Heavens! Is this for real? Which monstrous talent in the Outer Sect is so lucky?"

"Could it be one of those ranked in the top ten? Senior Brother Wang? Senior Brother Li?"

"It’s definitely not Li Feiyun, that’s for sure! Hahaha, this is getting interesting."

"Who is it? Who is it? Quick, let me see which great god has captured our Goddess Su!"

Li Feiyun felt like he’d been struck by lightning. He took a sharp step back, his face filled with disbelief:

"No! Impossible! Mengxi, you’re lying to me, right?"

"All day long, you do nothing but refine pills and Cultivate. You don’t even have any close male friends around you."

"How could you possibly have someone you like? You’re only saying this to make me give up."

He could not accept this fact.

He had pursued her so bitterly for so long and rarely even got a smile. How could someone she liked suddenly pop out of nowhere?

Seeing that Li Feiyun refused to believe her, Su Mengxi no longer hesitated.

Under everyone’s gaze, she started walking, heading straight for the guy on the outskirts of the crowd who was thoroughly enjoying the show.

The smile on Chen Chuan’s face instantly froze, and alarm bells rang in his heart: "Holy crap? What does this woman want to do?"

Under the focus of countless gazes, Su Mengxi walked up to Chen Chuan.

Before Chen Chuan could react, she reached out her slender hand and firmly grabbed his arm.

She even leaned her whole body intimately toward Chen Chuan.

Then, she lifted her stunningly beautiful face, her gaze sweeping across the dumbfounded crowd.

Finally, her gaze landed on the pale-faced Li Feiyun, and she declared loudly:

"I’m not lying to you. The person I like is Chen Chuan."

Her voice carried a hint of shyness, but more than that, it held an unquestionable firmness.

"???"

Chen Chuan felt his head buzz as he was instantly dumbstruck.

He felt depressed; he just wanted to watch a show. How did he, the spectator, get dragged into it?

The onlookers also completely exploded!

"Chen Chuan? Is that the guy who took out Lin Feng on the Life and Death Stage?"

"First Layer of the Half-Step Great Power Realm? Senior Sister Su is at the Ninth Level of the Great Power Realm? This gap in Cultivation is way too big!"

"Could it be that Senior Sister Su likes them young? Wait, Chen Chuan is quite handsome, but not to the point where Senior Sister Su would throw herself at him, right?"

"I get it! He must be a shield! Senior Sister Su is using Chen Chuan to take the heat so Li Feiyun will give up."

"Makes sense! Brother Chen Chuan is in for it now. Not only has he offended the Qingtian Alliance, but even Li Feiyun is going to hate him to death."

Li Feiyun watched as Su Mengxi tightly held Chen Chuan’s arm, seeing the shy expression on her face that she had never shown him.

He felt a surge of wicked fire rush straight to his head. His eyes were instantly bloodshot, and jealousy and hatred burned his rationality like poisonous flames.

Chen Chuan felt Li Feiyun’s almost murderous gaze as well as the various speculations around him. He quickly waved his hands in explanation:

"Misunderstanding! A huge misunderstanding!"

"Senior Sister Su and I are just ordinary friends. We are definitely not Dao Companions. Please, everyone, do not misunderstand."

What kind of joke was this!

He, Chen Chuan, had come here to confirm whether his wife was in the Taiyi Holy Land or not.

If he were inexplicably tied to Su Mengxi, and his wife got jealous and slapped him down, who could he even complain to?

Hearing Chen Chuan’s haste to clear the air, the onlookers showed expressions of ’as expected’ and nodded one after another.

The fire of jealousy burning in Li Feiyun’s heart also weakened by a tiny bit.

He felt that this was likely Su Mengxi’s wishful thinking, or simply an act.

However, just when everyone thought this farce would end with the ’shield’ theory being confirmed...

Su Mengxi made a move that caused everyone’s eyes to pop out.

She suddenly stood on her tiptoes and, with lightning speed, gave Chen Chuan a ’mwah’ kiss on the cheek.

The sound was crisp, and the action was bold!

After the kiss, she herself was blushing furiously, like a ripe apple.

But she still suppressed her embarrassment, her eyes staring intently at the stunned Chen Chuan.

With an even louder and more determined voice, she announced:

"I am not using Chen Chuan. I just like him."

"Chen Chuan, I like you! This is my confession!"

Silence!

A deathly silence!

Everyone was petrified, their mouths hanging open wide enough to fit an egg.

"Crack!"

That was the sound of countless male Disciples’ hearts breaking.

"Senior Sister Su... she... she-she-she kissed Chen Chuan?"

"And she did it in public!"

"It’s not a shield; it’s a real confession."

"My goddess! How could you have fallen for a Half-Step Great Power newcomer!"

"This kid Chen Chuan, what did he do to deserve this!"

"My goddess, how could you be the one pursuing him?"

At this moment, the string in Li Feiyun’s mind called ’rationality’ snapped completely.

He had watched with his own eyes as the goddess he treated like a precious treasure—one whose hand he hadn’t even held—actually took the initiative to kiss that ’mud-leg’ he hated to his core.

And she had even confessed her deep affection for him in public!

"No!"

A beast-like roar erupted from Li Feiyun’s throat.

All his pretenses and all his grace vanished in an instant.

His face was hideous and distorted, his eyes red as blood. Spiritual Energy surged uncontrollably and violently around him, causing cracks to appear in the stone slabs on the ground.

"Chen Chuan! I want you dead!"

Consumed by endless rage and humiliation, Li Feiyun could no longer endure it.

Like a demon, carrying a sky-toppling Killing Intent, he charged recklessly toward Chen Chuan, who was still in a state of bewilderment.

He wanted to kill this piece of trash who had stolen his beloved right then and there.

The surrounding onlookers were scared out of their wits by this sudden Killing Intent and scattered with cries of alarm.

No one expected that what seemed like a common entanglement would eventually evolve into such a violent life-and-death confrontation.

Feeling the sharp Killing Intent rushing at him, Chen Chuan finally snapped out of his shock.

Watching Li Feiyun pounce like a mad dog, his eyes turned cold.