Elder Ye's mind had gone completely blank. What had just happened?
Huang Nuanyan was equally stunned, having clearly witnessed Su Luo effortlessly deflecting the enemy's attack.
And then there was Little Yu's razor-sharp sword strike.
They were terrifyingly powerful.
Su Luo glanced at Elder Heiya, now barely clinging to life on the ground.
He had brought this upon himself.
Su Luo had originally planned to leave him half-dead and hand him over to Lin Xuan, but Little Yu had sliced him in two without hesitation.
Not dead yet, but close enough.
"Lin Xuan, your enemy—Earthly Fiend Sect," Su Luo spoke to the air.
But it wasn't just the air. Lin Xuan stepped forward. The one behind the cheating incident—he had traced it back to Elder Heiya.
He just hadn’t expected the elder to confront Su Luo directly.
Su Luo kicked Elder Heiya toward Lin Xuan.
Without hesitation, Lin Xuan finished him off. There was nothing left to say.
Then, silence fell between them.
Su Luo wondered if Lin Xuan had guessed his identity. But he wouldn’t admit it outright, so he stayed quiet, ready to adapt.
Lin Xuan, too, debated whether to bring it up. But now wasn’t the time—not with others present.
Huang Nuanyan exhaled in relief now that the danger had passed, but the atmosphere felt off.
The way the two looked at each other… did they actually know one another?
Just who was Su Yu, really?
Finally, Su Luo broke the silence. "Aren’t you leaving?"
If not for the plot’s sake, he wouldn’t bother fighting Lin Xuan at all.
"Right, I’ll go." Lin Xuan understood—Su Luo didn’t want to be disturbed, didn’t want his identity exposed. Fine.
He collected Elder Heiya’s corpse and turned to leave.
But after a few steps, he suddenly paused and called back, "Su Yu, did you enjoy the Spirit Combat Tournament?"
Su Luo blinked. What kind of question was that?
His first instinct was to brush it off—no way he’d share his true feelings with Lin Xuan.
But Huang Nuanyan was still here. Saying it was terrible might hurt her, as if their time together had been fake.
And that wasn’t true. Su Luo had genuinely enjoyed it.
"It was alright," Su Luo replied.
"Good." Lin Xuan smiled, but his tone darkened. "Sorry about last time… I couldn’t wipe out the Heavenly Demon Sect."
He was still too weak. He’d only managed to kill a few titled demons—couldn’t even touch the Demon Monarch, let alone those above.
With that thought, Lin Xuan vanished, eager to resume his training.
Su Luo was left baffled. What did Lin Xuan mean by that?
Apologizing for not destroying the Heavenly Demon Sect?
What was going on today? First one cryptic remark, then another.
Lin Xuan had always been straightforward—why did he suddenly feel like a stranger?
"Su Yu, who are you really?" Huang Nuanyan asked.
"You sure you want to know?"
"You’re this strong… you must be someone incredible."
It had dawned on her—Su Yu and Little Yu weren’t normal. Their earlier display proved that.
A pang of insecurity hit her. She’d thought they were close, but maybe she’d been deluding herself.
Su Luo understood that feeling. When the gap in power was too vast, distance inevitably formed.
"With things turning out this way, we’ll have to leave early."
"Huh?" Huang Nuanyan stared blankly. It was too sudden.
"Goodbye." Little Yu had already slipped their tournament prizes into Huang Nuanyan’s belongings, along with a few other gifts.
The abruptness stung. Huang Nuanyan had truly considered them friends.
Her heart ached.
Su Luo and Little Yu departed.
"Su Yu! Little Yu! Will we meet again?" Huang Nuanyan shouted after them.
"Hard to say."
"Where can I find you?"
Bold question.
Su Luo decided honesty was best. No point letting her chase after them blindly.
"In that case, let’s reintroduce ourselves. I’m Su Luo."
"And I’m Little Yu."
Then, they vanished. Their names alone would tell Huang Nuanyan everything.
Su Luo? Little Yu?
Why did those sound so familiar?
A second later, her eyes widened.
They were from the Heavenly Demon Sect! The very same wanted criminals on the bounty notices.
But the Su Luo and Little Yu she knew—they hadn’t seemed evil at all.
"Miss, I think we should pretend we never heard those names," Elder Ye whispered, sweating bullets.
This was way above their paygrade.
Su Luo—a titled demon of the Heavenly Demon Sect. His status was beyond immense.
"I… I think so too." Huang Nuanyan nodded weakly. She couldn’t risk her family.
Still, she never imagined it would end like this.
Then, she noticed something extra in her belongings.
The prizes from Su Luo and Little Yu.
Memories of their time together flooded back, leaving her emotions tangled.
Among the items were two notes.
Su Luo’s read: "We’re leaving. These past few days were fun."
Little Yu’s said: "You’re a good person. Thank you for the happiness you gave us."
They’d planned to slip away quietly, leaving these behind.
Reading their words, Huang Nuanyan couldn’t reconcile them with the notorious demons of the Heavenly Demon Sect.
But seeing them again… that would be nearly impossible now.
"Let’s go, Elder Ye."
"Miss, are you alright?"
"I’ll be fine. Somehow… I don’t think Su Luo and Little Yu are as bad as they say."
"Miss…"
"I know. I won’t go looking for them. I won’t cause trouble."
She understood the Heavenly Demon Sect’s infamy. She wouldn’t be reckless.
But she’d treasure these memories—bury them deep in her heart like precious treasure.
"Honestly, telling me your names… should I be worried you’ll silence me?"
Yet, she felt no fear.
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Su Luo and Little Yu left Waterfall City.
But before they did, Su Luo sought out Li Siyi. Some goodbyes couldn’t be skipped.
"You’re leaving tonight? Not staying one more night?"
Li Siyi had grown addicted to their recent… interactions.
Though they hadn’t crossed certain lines, compared to before, it was monumental progress.
She’d already prepared for bed—only for Su Luo to drop this bombshell.
"My cover’s blown. Can’t stay."
"I see. Next time, then." She kissed him.
No protests, no pleas. She wouldn’t make it harder for him.
Looking at her, Su Luo felt a pang of guilt.
Looking back, he’d rarely sought her out. It was always her, coincidentally bumping into him.
"Next time I’m free, I’ll come find you," he said.
"Really?" Li Siyi hadn’t expected that. "You promise? No take-backs."
Her heart soared.
"Of course."
"I’ll come too!" Little Yu chimed in.
"Ugh, no. Not you." Li Siyi made a face of exaggerated disgust.
Little Yu just grinned. "Too bad. I’m coming anyway."
Truth was, they’d grown quite close.
Finally, Su Luo and Little Yu continued on their journey.
"I'll be waiting for you!" Li Siyi called out loudly.
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