Chapter 323: Prophet

Translator: Henyee Translations  Editor: Henyee Translations

Huanhuan looked at the person in front of her in a daze.

His face was as perfect as a god’s, and his long blond hair fell down his cheeks.

The sky and forest behind him were all ethereal at this moment.

It was as if he was the only one who existed in the world right now.

The only blemish on his face was probably his eyes, which were covered by a white shark silk veil.

Something seemed to be wrong with his eyes.

The prophet asked softly, “Are you all right?”

Huanhuan came back to her senses and quickly pulled herself out of his arms. “I’m fine,” she said uneasily. “Thank you.”

“I’m glad you’re okay.” The prophet looked down at Mather, who was kneeling on the ground. “It’s the sacrificial ceremony today. It’s not a good time to see blood. Go. If this happens again, I won’t let you off.”

“Thank you for sparing my life!”

Mather kowtowed hard three times, then fled.

Huanhuan looked at the side of the prophet’s face and couldn’t help but look at him again.

For some reason, his face looked very familiar.

She couldn’t resist asking, “Have we met somewhere before?”

Wait, that line sounded familiar.

Hadn’t she said that before?!

The prophet said, “We’ve never met.”

“Then maybe I got the wrong person.” Huanhuan smiled dryly. “Thank you for saving me just now.”

“It was nothing. You don’t have to thank me.”

The lotus shrank back to Huanhuan’s side. It nuzzled her affectionately, seeking comfort.

Huanhuan touched its bud, but her gaze moved back to the prophet’s eyes. She couldn’t help but ask, “Your eyes…”

The prophet said indifferently, “There’s something wrong with my eyes. I can’t see strong light. I have to cover them with a cloth when I go out during the day.”

“Oh.” She paused, then continued. “Just now, Mather called you ‘Prophet’. Are you the legendary prophet?”

“Mmhm.”

Huanhuan exclaimed sincerely, “You look so young!”

She had always thought that a beast who could become a prophet must be very old. She did not expect him to look so young!

The prophet smiled. “I might scare you if I tell you my age.”

Huanhuan didn’t believe him. “You look 30 at most, but I think you’re in your 20s.”

The prophet said nothing.

Although his eyes were covered with shark silk, Huanhuan could feel that he was watching her.

She couldn’t help but feel a little embarrassed and changed the topic. “The sacrificial ceremony should be starting soon. Don’t you need to preside over the ceremony?”

“I’m indeed going to preside over the ceremony. Will you be alright here alone?”

Huanhuan quickly said, “I’m fine!”

“Alright, I’ll get going then. We’ll meet again if fate allows.” The prophet slowly walked out of the pergola. His white shark silk robe made his back look even taller.

“Goodbye!”

The prophet paused. He looked back at Huanhuan and saw that she was waving her arms at him. His lips curled into a gentle smile.

“Goodbye.”

After the prophet left, Huanhuan was alone in the pergola. There was still blood on the ground. It was Mather’s.

She found the sight uncomfortable. She walked out of the pergola, looking for a divine servant to clean the blood off the ground.

Unexpectedly, the divine servants who were supposed to be sweeping the open space were all gone.

She glanced ahead. There was no one there.

Only the guards at the entrance of the temple remained motionless.

How strange! Huanhuan didn’t understand why all the people had disappeared in the blink of an eye.

She didn’t want to go back to the pergola. She found a rock closer to the temple and sat down. There were guards guarding the entrance. If she encountered another hooligan like Mather, the guards would definitely see it and they wouldn’t leave her alone, right?

Huanhuan sat on the rock and nibbled on the fruits in boredom while chatting with the system.

“The more I think about it, the more familiar the prophet looks. I must have seen him somewhere before!”

The system said, “You remembered wrongly.”

“No, I remember correctly,” Huanhuan said with great certainty. “His face is too perfect. Once you see him, you won’t be able to forget him.”

“If you can’t forget him, why can’t you remember where you saw him? So you must have remembered wrongly.”

“You don’t understand the feeling. The last time I saw Xing Chen, he looked familiar too, but I didn’t recognize him. When I saw the prophet just now, I found him familiar as well. I think I must have seen him somewhere.”

The system stopped talking.

Huanhuan asked, “Why aren’t you saying anything?”

“I want to rest for a while.”

Huanhuan quickly said, “You’re a system. Why do you need to rest? Continue chatting with me.”

“Then bring me 50 cents first. Dad needs to be paid before he can serve.”

Huanhuan muttered softly, “It’s like a transaction…”

The system asked, “What transaction?”

“Nothing.” Huanhuan quickly denied it, then smiled and said, “I don’t have 50 cents on me. I only have big and sweet fruits. Do you want to eat them? They’re delicious!”

The system only gave her one word. “No.”

Huanhuan took a bite of the sweet fruit. “Forget it. I’ll eat them all.”

Hence, for the next two hours, the system listened to her crunch the fruits in her mouth until it almost collapsed.

When the sacrificial ceremony finally ended, the beasts came down from the mountaintop one after another.

Huanhuan let go of the poor system and ran to the intersection to wait for Xue Hui.

There was a sudden commotion behind her.

Huanhuan turned around and looked in the direction of the voice. She saw someone carrying a corpse out of the forest.

The corpse was placed in the pergola, surrounded by many beasts. They first studied the corpse and asked the guards at the entrance of the temple some questions.

They were talking about something when the two guards pointed at Huanhuan not far away.

Lin Huanhuan looked confused.

WTF? What did it have to do with me?!

The beasts quickly walked toward Huanhuan. One of them was the elder who had led them up the mountain. He looked at Huanhuan coldly and asked, “Did you kill Mather?”

Huanhuan was very shocked. “Mather is dead?!”

Could that corpse be Mather?

She couldn’t help but crane her neck in the direction of the pergola to see if he was the dead beast.

First Elder said, “You don’t have to pretend to be stupid. You were the only one in the pergola just now. You killed him in the pergola and threw his body into the forest. You must be the murderer!”

Huanhuan was puzzled. “Where’s your evidence? Why would I kill him for no reason?!”

“There’s half an ear and blood on the floor of the pergola. The guards at the entrance to the temple heard you and Mather arguing in the pergola. As for the reason for your argument, we’ll interrogate you slowly after you’re sent to jail.”

Huanhuan felt that this matter was too ridiculous.

She said, “Mather touched me. I fought him in self-defense, but I didn’t kill him. You can’t slander me!”