Ouyang Feng’s eyes, unknowingly, began to turn slightly red.
His expression was numb, yet tears unknowingly streamed down from the corners of his eyes.
"Forget it... there’s no escape..."
Perhaps this is all fate...
Ouyang Feng let out a bitter laugh, tightly closed his eyes, his expression filled with despair. Then he opened his eyes, and with trembling hands, picked up the Pills on the table and slowly brought them to his mouth...
The redness in his eyes deepened.
His Taoist Heart was gradually becoming obscured, and his state of mind was slowly crumbling...
The Evil God’s desires were slowly taking root.
Just at this moment, a crisp voice sounded.
"Senior Brother Feng..."
This voice was like a clear spring, flowing through his heart, bringing him a touch of Clarity.
Ouyang Feng was startled, his hand stopped mid-motion while taking the pills.
He was dazed for a moment before looking around, but no one was there, causing Ouyang Feng’s brows to furrow slightly.
"I seemed to hear a voice... who is calling me ’Senior Brother Feng’?"
This voice was very pleasant and familiar, a bit like...
Junior Brother Mo?
Ouyang Feng bitterly smiled and shook his head.
Even at a time like this, I can hear Junior Brother Mo calling out to me.
But I have fallen into depravity, strayed from the path, and am no longer worthy of being called ’Senior Brother’ by him.
Ouyang Feng’s expression was bitter, and he continued to take the Pills.
"Senior Brother Feng!"
Mo Hua called out again.
But this time, his voice seemed to be blocked by layers of mist, not reaching Ouyang Feng’s ears at all.
In Ouyang Feng’s ears, it seemed as if the Evil God’s Evil Thoughts were acting as a barrier, deepening the redness in his eyes.
And just at that moment, sword light flashed in Mo Hua’s eyes.
A pure golden beam of light pierced directly through the mist, breaking the Evil Thoughts, and shone into Ouyang Feng’s eyes.
Ouyang Feng felt as if his Divine Soul had been lightly pricked by a sword, causing a stinging pain, but it was followed by an even more thorough Clarity.
It was as if a drowsy person had suddenly awakened.
The shadows in his eyes disappeared, and the murkiness around his ears dissipated as well.
A crisp voice became clearer.
"Senior Brother Feng, it’s me!"
Upon hearing this, Ouyang Feng’s heart trembled, and he suddenly stood up. After looking around, he gazed outside the window.
There was a small hole in the window, which had been cut even larger.
Outside the hole, there was a pair of glittering eyes.
Ouyang Feng’s heart was shaken. Could it really be...
"Junior Brother Mo?!"
Mo Hua hurriedly shushed him and then whispered, "Open the door a crack and let me in."
Ouyang Feng paused for a moment, then dumbly nodded his head.
He went to the door, saw that no one was outside, and quietly opened it a crack.
A moment later, the crack automatically widened, as if an invisible figure had entered the room.
Ouyang Feng closed the door, turned around, and saw Mo Hua sitting nonchalantly at the tea table, pouring himself a cup of tea from a clean cup.
Ouyang Feng’s thoughts were a bit scattered; he stood there for a while, unable to comprehend before finally asking in confusion:
"Junior Brother Mo, how... are you here? Did those gentlemen also invite you?"
Mo Hua slowly sipped some tea, shaking his head with a sigh:
"I would have liked them to invite me, but they didn’t. I even offered to pay, but they wouldn’t let me on their ship. I found another way and snuck on by myself."
"Then you..."
"That’s a long story, and time is tight now, so let’s not talk about it," Mo Hua said.
Ouyang Feng was slightly dazed, then he nodded his head.
He then realized that since Mo Hua had been on the ship for a while, he might have seen everything happening in the room, making him feel slightly embarrassed.
"I..."