He Lan Tianxia

Chapter 276 The Pavilion Master's Everlasting Gratitude

Half a cup of tea's time? Your Highness, are you kidding me? What can you do or come up with in half a cup of tea's time? The Pavilion Master has truly stumped Murong Junlan. It seems that Prince Murong isn't asking him to come up with a solution, but rather to figure out how to rescue the person as quickly as possible. This is indeed a difficult problem.

Murong Junlan was indeed anxious. He had been playing the flute for so long, thinking that the Pavilion Master would hear him and open the door, and that Yan'er would not go hungry under the Pavilion Master's care. But now it seemed that was not the case. His Yan'er was far more dangerous than he had imagined, and she was with the white-haired woman. This perverted woman was capable of anything when she was unhappy.

"Hmm, something's not right. Where's the octopus? Where's the fireball guard?" Murong Junlan asked the Pavilion Master.

“They should be inside,” the pavilion master replied.

"Should? What should I say? Didn't you watch them go in?" Murong Junlan was getting angry.

"I was knocked unconscious by the white-haired woman for a moment. When I woke up, I was lying on this stone slab. I don't know how many people have entered inside," the pavilion master cried out, protesting his innocence.

"Is this your territory or the white-haired woman's territory?" Murong Junlan was getting increasingly angry.

"Your Highness, I've been poisoned. And it's not just any poison. If it weren't for you playing the flute and continuously channeling your inner energy into me, I probably wouldn't be alive now." The Pavilion Master was telling the absolute truth.

"You should have died long ago, why did you leave such a mess here?" Murong Junlan showed no politeness to the Pavilion Master.

"Perhaps." The Pavilion Master sighed. He did have this thought on the day the Ice Lotus began to wither, but later, Murong Junlan's flute music sustained his courage to continue living.

He knew the flute music wasn't meant for him, but his ears couldn't help but listen. "I'm so sorry, Your Highness," he thought, "I've absorbed all your inner energy without any hesitation." He felt indebted to the prince again, and he knew how he should repay the prince's immense kindness, even if it meant risking his life.

"Your Highness, I'll blow up the stone cave entrance."

"Are you planning to blow yourself up first?" Murong Junlan's eyes were still fixed on what was peeking through the crack in the stone cave door. It was unclear what he saw, or even if he could see nothing, but the Pavilion Master felt that the Prince's eyes had been there for a long time.

"I'll blow up the cave, then you go in to rescue them. Remember, our feud isn't over yet; we'll settle the score after we get them out." Murong Junlan maintained his unapproachable demeanor once again.

“If anything happens to Yan’er, you could die a hundred times and still not atone for your sins.” It seems that Murong Junlan blamed the entire incident involving Yan’er on the Pavilion Master.

The Pavilion Master also felt that he was the one who caused this whole thing. If he hadn't kept Princess Yan'er there, perhaps none of what happened would have happened. It was all because of him. He even attributed the ruin of the Ice Lotus Lake to their arrival for a moment.

"No, it was I who was selfish. Today, once I rescue Princess Yan'er, I'll make the Xuanmo Cave, Ice Lotus Lake, and Lihentian Pavilion all disappear. Also, I'll forcibly seize the Crimson Spirit Spring Water again and give it to the Prince and Princess. That stuff can upgrade martial arts and allow one to take human form; consider it my apology." The Pavilion Master secretly planned.

At this moment, Murong Junlan had already pushed the thin rope into the crack he had been staring at for so long. The Pavilion Master now understood that my Prince hadn't used anything terrifying to blast open the stone door, but rather used the thin rope and his internal energy to forcefully pull it open. How much of my Prince's power must that have consumed?

How much astonishing strength would it take to pry open a stone door? The Pavilion Master dared not even imagine the consequences if things went wrong. And then there was the constant flow of internal energy the Prince had been channeling into him, and the Prince's supposed poisonous pills that he believed were suppressing his inner strength…

The more the Pavilion Master thought about it, the more frightened he became. He dared not imagine the consequences, but he could already sense that Princess Yan'er's place in the Prince's heart far exceeded his imagination. Rather than saying that his love was about giving Princess Yan'er romance and promises, then Prince Murong's love was about giving his life for Princess Yan'er.