The Rebirth of an Ill-Fated Consort (Chapters 1- 203)

Chapter 193 : Past Affairs of Disciples of Mt. Jianan

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Translated by : Minodayz & Dumpling

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Deep in a dense forest faraway, a man in purple reined in his horse and dismounted. Looking at the young man in black sitting atop his horse, he remarked, "Third Brother, your aim is still so good after all these years."

Xiao Shao followed suit and got off his horse. Attached to one side of the saddle at the back of the horse were many glistening furs. And on the other side, was the game that they had hunted, skewered together and hung upside down. Amongst them was the exquisite pelt of an elusive white wolf. Its entire body was covered from top to bottom with snow white fur that did not have a single blemish. It was quite large and the arrow that ended its life still pierced its throat. Hunting in this snowy forest was already difficult, and the colour of the white wolf's fur blended in with the snow, so one had to have excellent sight to detect it. The wolf was so massive, strong and vigorous, but it was a pity that it met Xiao Shao because in the end it was destined to become an accessory to be worn.

"It's just a beast." Xiao Shao did not seem to care.

Qi Feng paused. "Third Brother has hunted down the white wolf because you want to make a cloak for Third Sister-in-law and this white wolf fur is hard to find. Now that Third Sister-in-law is beginning to recover from her severe ailment, it is essential that she takes good care of her body."

Xiao Shao glanced at him, but did not speak. In fact, Qi Feng was right. Seeing his indifference, Qi Feng didn't mind, just shook his head and smiled. "Although the white wolf fur is good, it's a pity that Third Sister-in-law hates white the most. If it was red fox fur, she would be much happier."

Xiao Shao's footsteps paused as he stopped to look at him. Then he asked nonchalantly, "What is it that you want to say?"

There was a wry smile on Qi Feng's face. Recently, the relationship between the two of them had become a bit strange, to the degree that even Xia Qing, that stupid and brainless fool could see that something was wrong. Since the day Jiang Ruan fell into a coma, Qi Feng's actions had made Xiao Shao unhappy. He looked into the distance, towards the undulating mountains where the peaks of Mt. Jianan could be faintly seen. He said, "Third Brother, you are the third senior brother of Mt. Jianan. Back then, among the nine disciples under Shifu, you were the most intelligent, and nothing was difficult for you. However, even though I trained in the Arts of Politics and Strategy, in terms of abilities and intelligence, I am still not as good as you."

Xiao Shao cast his eyes downwards- there was no way of knowing what he was thinking. Qi Feng's voice seemed to carry past memories as he recollected, "At first you were cold and treated everyone coldly, except Second Brother who managed to converse a little with you. Otherwise, you didn't give the rest of us the time of day. At that time, we were all young and egotistical teenagers, and seeing you behave like that, all of us thought that you were proud and arrogant. Consequently, it was natural that none of us wanted to associate with you."

Qi Feng smiled slightly. At the beginning, the nine disciples resided together on Mt. Jiangan. All they had to do on the mountain everyday was to train and study. At that time, they only felt that life was hard. It wasn't until much later, when they completed their tutelage and were masters in their own rights and had gone down the mountain that they really experienced firsthand the ostentatious schemes and pandemonium that was behind the neverending affairs of the world. Only then did they realise how beautiful their days on the mountain had been.