A gust of wind blew like lament, and the heroic feeling enwrapped the whole world.
Inserted with arrows all over his body, the general still held his sword high, its tip directing at the vault of heaven. His never-closed eyes glinted in burning light and aimed at the enemies in front.
On the peak, the dancing girl stopped finally and fixed her tearful eyes at the general afar. The sorrowful look poured into the heavens and earth.
The listeners wept in thrill for the soul-stirring scene.
Qin Dong's moving fingers slowed down, and Li Yexue's rhythms also softened. Each distressed note lingered around the listeners' heart, reluctant to leave.
The melody sounded like a girl's sob as well as the general's tenderness and limitless sentimental attachment to the girl. Anyone would be touched by the genuineness.
Chuchu sobbed, tears scattering over her face.
On the stage, Li Yexue also was moved to cry by the strong emotion.
The listeners were all immersed in the music long after it stopped. Long Ye was annoyed for the interruption, but had to admit the music played by the sword was more wonderful than his.
After a while, Li Yexue rose up and searched for the player among the audiences impatiently. The instant seeing Qin Dong, her heart flew to him as if with wings. Right now, the indication of the mystic chaos ring sounded and reminded Qin Dong that her love index reached eighty. Li Yexue fell in love with him deeply.
"Xiao Dong!" She shouted and rushed towards him regardless of everything.
Qin Dong could not control his turbulent feelings any more, stood up and scuttled towards her. They embraced tightly in everybody's gaze and inheriting the sincere love between the dancing girl and the general.
Chuchu was stunned to see their hug at first. Disappointment and bitterness unfolded on her face.
"Brat, you?" Long Ye's bellow was inharmonious at this moment.
Qin Dong released Li Yexue but still grabbed her hand, turning to Long Ye and laughing, "Mr. Long, we meet so soon."
"Yeah! I worry where to find you! Someone comes!" He growled with a ferocious look.
His subordinates scurried and glared at Qin Dong.
"Rip the boy!" Long Ye wanted to kill Qin Dong.
Nervous, Li Yexue stretched her arms and protected Qin Dong behind her, just as a hen defended chicks, screaming, "Long Ye, what are you doing?"
Long Ye looked sullen, "Who's he?"
She snorted, "I need to tell you?"
"You…" Long Ye curbed his anger for the sake of her pretty face which he yearned for, "Don't be cheated by him. He's not a good guy."
"Hey, Mr. Long, I'm not your enemy. Why you humiliate me?"
"Humiliate you? I'm going to kick your ass! Stand out if you're a man. Don't dodge behind a woman."
"Xiao Dong, ignore him. Let's go!" Li Yexue was afraid that Qin Dong would not withstand Long Ye's provocation, shouting.
"Yexue, I don't understand why you are so nice to him? Don't you see I have a crush on you?" Long Ye roared.
She laughed coldly, "Your love has nothing to do with me. Even though you're Lord Beijiang's son, you can't run wild! If you dare to touch a hair of Qin Dong, I won't let you go."
"Ha…ha… Li Yexue, I treat you genuinely. But you fail my appreciation. In my eyes, the little Flying Dragon School is nothing."
Dishonored in rage, Long Ye never met such a setback in pursuing girls and began to hate Li Yexue.
As Qin Dong noticed the cold flash in Long Ye's eyes, strong killing intent surged in mind. He would never allow anyone to threaten Li Yexue, considering eradicating Long Ye and his father.
Lord Beijiang guarding borders never imagined that his son caused death for him in a short time.