Absolute Double Power
Verse-32

Who does he think he is? thought Xi Xia cynical. It's like smiling at me. Not deserved!

And the man further added to his inappropriate behavior by silently bowing to him from across the room.

Xi Xia raised his chin high. I don't need this! He warned himself.

Don't smile at me! He warned General Tio Jun in silence, gathering all his moral values. You won't break my bed, I assure you. Not in a thousand years.

General Tio Jun's understanding smile widened, his gaze not turning away from Xi Xia even as a woman draped her arms around the man's neck, whispering in his ear.

The General's muscular hands clasped back at the woman's slender waist, but his pair of golden-brown eyes still looked at Xi Xia with a patient and blatant gaze. It was as if the man could see through into Xi Xia and discipline his thoughts to be worthy. It was as if the man had all the time in the world to obtain it.

This guy is dangerous. Dangerous, immoral, and evil. But also tempting.

Xi Xia could not deny the attractiveness of the General. But everything about the man made him feel uncomfortable. And he doesn't know why.

Uncomfortable with the situation, Xi Xia tried to take his eyes off the man's eyes and take shelter among the crowd of guests to then sneak into the double door and sneak onto the terrace.

No one in the banquet hall noticed the party host sneaking out, escaping the glare of "the hunt season."

Within seconds, Xi Xia rushed across the terrace and into the garden, hiding in the darkness, silence, and silence of the night.

Rushing past the flower baskets, trees, and groves of flowers, Xi Xia headed for the garden to look for Shin Wu, while the clouds above him blocked the moonlight.

Guang yao flower teng-si widow languished through the green walls of the garden labyrinth and let out a rustling sound as Xi Xia ran past her, his steps were light and nimble on the cold and soft grass like silk.

The sound of music clanking and laughter from the banquet hall floated past the garden, but Xi Xia did not turn his head. He slipped through the shadows, then ran and was panting with a feeling of freedom.

The velvety black sky was filled with stars, and the sound of a fountain in the middle of the pond at night grew as he approached.

On the edge of the pool overgrown with reeds, there appears a small and graceful gondola.

Over there.

To his right, he captured the shadow of the garden hut in a silhouette under the night sky. Her smile expanded as she ran towards the garden hut, pulling her dress sleeves to pass through the grass.

When he reached the building, he stopped suddenly, his heart pounding, then he stood before the building, slowly flabbergasted to reveal a happy expression of a little boy.

Xi Xia then smiled grimly and continued walking.

This garden cottage was his playground when he was a child. Little world secret.

Where he still has his dreams and…

Xi Xia placed his hands on the stairs and climbed three low steps, full of excitement. Inside, he circled the wooden floor, his sparkling pink skirt swinging around him.

Suddenly the girl raised her head and laughed loudly. His voice sounded light. He turned around the stairs and looked at the view of an artificial lake.

He imagined his mother calling him "Daughter Xi Xia" and for once, the memories of his mother did not hurt.

Leaning grimly on one of the pillars supporting the qilin horn-like roof, Xi Xia allowed himself to enjoy this moment for a while, simply enjoying the luxurious garden, the sweetness of summer evenings, and the beauty of summer evenings, and a calming solitude.

Soon he had to return to the banquet hall - after all this was his banquet, but not now.

Smiling, Xi Xia leaned his body forward and placed his elbow on the staircase fence, his mind drifting into the past, lost in the daydream of longing.

How ridiculous he used to be, he mused, a dreamer— just like his mother.

In the past, he still believed in gods, heroes and angels, and knew of at least three magical ways to make his wish come true.

But all of that turned out to be wrong, and that was the harsh reality, when those ways failed to bring her mother back. Heartbroken, he threw away all his dreams and power. Now, he had forgotten his spells, and regarding the heroes, he had learned that they were even rarer than real gods and angels.

No, he thought sighing as he removed his gaze from the dark scene, the army of the sky army will not come. There are no heroes. No one will come to save him. Only he can save himself.

Then suddenly the figure of the middle-aged man who saved him at Jingling Mountain appeared in his mind accompanied by a wave of sadness.

Of course, he thought bitterly. Except for the old man, no one could understand his needs. Even Shin Wu.

Oh, if only one of those silly spells still worked…

But even though he realized that it was really silly, Xi Xia still closed his eyes and for a moment—just to remember the past—Xi Xia made a wish with all his abilities.

It is possible that his desire soared up into the stars, penetrating out of the artificial lake, even though it was only as small as a dandelion feather, but who knows.

We never know…

Xi Xia listened.

Waiting.

Holding breath.

Nothing happened.

Well, of course you are.

But then with eyes still closed—Xi Xia was shocked and frozen, suddenly feeling the presence of someone.

His tensed ears caught an almost inaudible sound from the creaking floor behind him. His eyes flinched open and flabbergasted.

Xi Xia turned his head slightly and glanced back through the corner of his eyes, to be sure.

Oh no, there really is someone behind me!

The air in his lungs almost evaporated from shock.He turned his body around with a mixture of fear and curiosity.

When he faced the man, he looked up and stiffened, his tongue locked and confused. His heart was beating hard, and a flock of butterflies felt dancing in his stomach.

A tall man with the most radiant face Xi Xia had ever seen, a dazzling taper face with a strong and admirable bone structure. His face is like the result of a maestro. His eyebrows were black and thick with an elegant shape, his lip carvings were formed seductively. Her hair was golden with a golden headband like the crown of a fairy in a fairy tale Xi Xia had heard of,

It is perfect, like emerging from a dream, as the embodiment of the imaginary figure of every woman.

And the most remarkable of all was his pair of magnetic eyes with piercing glances, bright blue and full of mystery.

How did this happen?

His request couldn't have really come true. He wasn't even sure what exactly he was asking for!

Is this real?

Can this really happen?