Chapter 941 - 445: Must We... Endure Any Longer?

It seems all is well.

This is Zhiwei’s objective assessment.

Why does she say "it seems"?

The master’s situation is dire.

The master’s mood is quite strange.

The dark-haired girl lowered her gaze, quietly landing on that Memory Stone.

"Elder Sister! I want to see it too!"

Qing Jun anxiously stood on tiptoe, reaching out with both small hands to grab the Memory Stone.

Jin’er couldn’t wait and came over, asking anxiously:

"Elder Sister, how is the master exactly? Is he hurt?"

"Snap."

Zhiwei closed her white hands.

That Memory Stone was crushed into a fine powder in her palm, softly falling down.

"Elder Sister, what are you doing?!"

Qing Jun was frantic, her stray hair standing straight, she shouted angrily,

"Qing Jun hasn’t seen the master yet!"

"The scene is too dangerous, your hearts are not settled, it is not suitable for viewing."

Zhiwei calmly clapped her palms to remove the stone powder.

On that cold and peerless face, not a single trace of emotional fluctuation could be seen, only long eyelashes casting a dark shadow under her eyelids.

Some things, she, as the elder sister, must bear alone.

This,

is her awareness as the elder sister!

The little girl squinted her eyes: "Elder Sister is guarding food! Won’t let us see the master!"

Jin’er looked at Zhiwei incredulously: "Huh...what does guarding food mean?"

If it weren’t for her concern for the master,

Zhiwei might have been amused.

How much effort did she put forth to shield her two junior sisters from all this.

Yet this girl accused her of guarding food?

"Nonsense, Qing Jun, don’t speak recklessly."

Zhiwei frowned slightly and said softly,

"It’s okay to tell you, inside the Memory Stone is the record of the master’s humiliation."

"The master fell into the hands of the Duqing Divine Son. I worried you two would lose control and affect the bigger picture, which is why I destroyed the Memory Stone."

"And the talk of guarding food is even more baseless..."

Humiliated?!

The two girls were dumbfounded.

The master was indeed bullied!

Qing Jun no longer cared about whether the elder sister was guarding food or what was in the Memory Stone.

She was only concerned about the master’s safety, grabbing Zhiwei’s sleeve, her eyes red, on the verge of bursting into rage:

"Elder Sister, how did that bad woman bully the master? Did she hit the master?! I knew the master was so weak, he would definitely be bullied outside!"

In the eyes of this Little Dragon Girl,

The master is both strong and weak...

Sometimes the master is strong enough to shield them from all storms,

Sometimes the master is so weak, bullied at will by a group of bad women.

Jin’er was also anxious: "Elder Sister, hurry and tell us! What kind of humiliation did the master suffer?"

Seeing her two junior sisters’ attention diverted, Zhiwei breathed a barely noticeable sigh of relief inside.

"The Duqing Divine Son..."

Zhiwei lowered her eyelids, her long eyelashes hiding the deep emotions in her eyes, she spoke slowly with restrained tone:

"She used chains to lock the master’s hands, trapping him deep in the raging thunder pool, suffering...suffering the torment of thunder."

"Wha—t—"

"Ah?"

The two girls turned red.

Dare to mistreat the master!

Taking advantage of the time while her two junior sisters were in shock,

Zhiwei discreetly put away another Memory Stone.

This is the temporary replica she made.

To keep it,

not for anything else.

Just to keep reminding herself of the master’s humiliation today.

To urge herself to continuously cultivate for revenge on behalf of the master.

"Master..."

The dark-haired girl muttered softly, her breath slightly heavy.

She couldn’t resist watching the Memory Stone again.

It was the first time she had ever seen the master’s humiliation so clearly.

Such hatred and resentment were truly unforgettable.

But now her junior sisters were here,

it wouldn’t be appropriate to watch again in front of them.

Otherwise,

her two junior sisters would definitely clamor to see it again.

The image of the master’s humiliation,

must never be seen by them.

After all.

The junior sisters didn’t have her self-control. If they caused trouble, it would just trouble the master.

Besides.

The master’s humiliation was also a disgrace to him.

It would hurt the master’s image.

Not suitable for the two junior sisters to see.

Thinking of all this.

Zhiwei securely hid the Memory Stone in the deepest part of the Storage Bag.

This stone,

only can be watched carefully when night is deep and there is no one to disturb.

"What else...did she do to the master? Did the master get hurt? Must be hurt...boo hoo hoo..."

Jin’er softly sobbed.

Thinking about how the master was now suffering, her heart felt like it was shattering.

As for Qing Jun,

she was silent now, holding her sword fiercely. If not for her elder sister restraining her, she would have rushed out of the Cold Scale Mansion to cause havoc in the Emotion Crossing Sect!

"Stop."

The dark-haired girl extended her hand to press Qing Jun’s shoulder, closing her eyes, taking a deep breath, and suppressing the emotions that almost ignited within her,

"That witch sent the Memory Stone merely to anger us and...to indicate that the master is perfectly well now, with no immediate threat to his life."

This,

the two junior sisters barely understood.

What does "merely to anger us" mean? Does the Divine Son have hostility toward them?

What does "no immediate threat to his life" mean? Didn’t the elder sister say the master is suffering humiliation? Is it merely abuse, not a threat to his life?

Zhiwei took another breath.

Recalling the words of the messenger and the manner the witch displayed in the Memory Stone.

Humiliation,

unspeakable humiliation surged in her heart.

The witch deliberately let them see and specifically left a message with the messenger:

"His Highness said that since you’ve opened the blind box with ease, we’ll borrow it for a few days. After His Highness tires of playing in a couple of days, he’ll naturally return unharmed. You shouldn’t worry, anyway the Divine Son tiring of play and handing it back to you is fine."