Untouchable Lovers-Chapter 273 - 250 A Killing Intent Arises on the River

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Chapter 273: Chapter 250: A Killing Intent Arises on the River

Chapter 273 -250: A Killing Intent Arises on the River

As another round of night fell, the daytime bustle completely dissipated, and the streets once again regained their cold silence.

The nights of spring were always warm, the air filled with an intoxicating, subtle fragrance that silently overwhelmed passersby.

Yet there was one person whose heart was as cold as ice, and although the fragrance passed through him, it left nothing behind.

Rong Zhi walked slowly along the night streets, by now dressed once again in his usual attire, his clothes as white as snow, exuding a sense of chill and haziness in the warm spring night.

His eyes were darker and deeper than the night sky, and within their unfathomable depths, there seemed to roil a bizarre and violent surge, growing more intense and rapid, finally sinking into an endless abyss.

After crossing half of Luoyang City and stepping out of the city gates, the Luoshui River was right ahead. Rong Zhi slowed his pace and walked downstream along the Luoshui, soon spotting a quietly moored painted boat.

With its upturned eaves and glazed tiles, and the carvings on its columns, the night was deep, but lights still shone on the boat, casting shimmering reflections on the river’s surface.

Rong Zhi stood by the river, listening to the faint and intermittent sounds of strings and woodwinds from the boat. His white clothes fluttered in the breeze from the river, slightly curling around the longsword at his waist, almost giving him an urge to ride the wind. His expression was profoundly serene, yet underlying it was a chilling murderous intent.

Stopping Chu Yu without arousing suspicion wasn’t impossible, just killing Wang Yizhi, disposing of the body properly, and this man would vanish from the world forever.

It wasn’t difficult to manage; Wang Yizhi’s wanderlust nature often left his whereabouts unknown.

With Wang Yizhi dead, there would never be another Wang Yizhi, and he could take Chu Yu and leave forever.

Perhaps because Rong Zhi had been standing by the river for too long, directly facing the boat, the attendants on the boat became suspicious of him, scrutinized him for a while, then hurried inside to report, and after a short while, Wang Yizhi leisurely walked out.

Separated by half the river, one stood at the bow of the boat, the other stood by the riverbank. The tranquil full moon mirrored itself in the slowly flowing clear river, which also streamed with moonlight.

The two of them silently faced each other, saying nothing. After a long while, Wang Yizhi broke into a brisk smile and said, “Brother Rong Zhi, I apologize for not meeting you from afar at this late hour.”

Rong Zhi reciprocated with a slight smile, “Brother Yizhi has always been carefree and unfettered, there’s no need for such formalities.” Although he had harbored a murderous intent all along, seeing Wang Yizhi now restored his calm and composure, a serene smile concealed in his dark eyes.

Wang Yizhi had someone lower a small boat to bring him ashore. With his feet touching the shallow wet sands, he looked leisurely at Rong Zhi and said, “This scene feels familiar. Just yesterday in the daytime, I came here by boat. At that time, the person on the bank was you, Rong Zhi, wasn’t it?”

Although he wasn’t very familiar with the internal details, his sharp senses had initially detected something off with “Guan Canghai” but it took a moment to connect it to Rong Zhi, and subsequent protection from Guan Canghai had temporarily deceived him. Now that he saw Rong Zhi, he immediately grasped the whole story.

Since Wang Yizhi had figured it out, Rong Zhi didn’t hide, merely nodding and calmly saying, “You’re right, that person was indeed me.” He stared at Wang Yizhi, who had an air of casual freedom he could not reach. The man could let go at any moment, withdraw at will, playing with this world, never really caring for anything…

Wang Yizhi possessed a disarming demeanor, irresistible to both men and women, and even Rong Zhi, at their first meeting, knew in his heart that this might be someone he could never completely control.

Twice.

Wang Yizhi had disrupted his plans twice, inadvertently and even by sheer chance, throwing variables into his tightly controlled game and causing interference both times.

Rong Zhi was not one to kill over such a trivial matter. From the past to the present, countless people had opposed him, thwarted his plans — Hua Cuo, and even Tian Ruyue. He merely acted according to his own needs, yet never before had he felt such a clear and definite intent to kill as he did now.

There was no longer any need to say more. Rong Zhi lowered his eyes, his hand reaching for the hilt of his sword. He hadn’t even attempted to ask Wang Yizhi to leave Luoyang ahead of time, because even if he had said it, Wang Yizhi would not have submitted to his martial power and agreed. Wang Yizhi, despite his idleness and frivolity, was by no means weak or easily bullied; he would not change his thoughts or intentions under threat.

If he tried to force Wang Yizhi to leave through martial power, it would have been an insult to Wang Yizhi.

Wang Yizhi sighed softly, unsheathing his longsword first. As he left the ship, he also brought along his side sword: “Should I resent you for your ruthless heartlessness, or should I admire your deep understanding of me, knowing well that I would not change my mind because of you?”

Both were intrinsically cunning and insightful. Rong Zhi knew that Wang Yizhi would not submit, and Wang Yizhi also knew Rong Zhi’s purpose and the reason he did not speak out to dissuade him. Words became the most superfluous thing between them, for with just one glance, one look in each other’s eyes, they could understand what the other intended to do.

Wang Yizhi thought sentimentally: From their first meeting, he had admired Rong Zhi’s talents immensely. Rong Zhi also knew him deeply. They should have become friends. Yet, what was it that had them pointing swords at each other now, with killing intent pressing close?

Because of Chu Yu.

But not just because of Chu Yu.

Chu Yu was merely the catalyst. The real, underlying reason lay in their immensely strong personalities. Even though one was gracefully composed and the other carefree and unrestrained, Rong Zhi’s aloofness demanded control over everything, while Wang Yizhi’s pride led him to refuse to be controlled by anything.

Wang Yizhi was not aware of how formidable Rong Zhi’s martial strength was, but since Rong Zhi dared to come alone, he must have been completely confident. At this moment, the only path before him was one of death.

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Yet, he was not afraid.

From the past to the present, Wang Yizhi had never truly feared anything. He lived a free and joyous life according to his heart, and even in death, he intended to die freely and happily.

Rong Zhi’s sword lingered in its sheath. Although he had come with the clear intention to kill, upon facing the moment, he seemed to waver.

He clearly wanted to kill Wang Yizhi, didn’t he? Why did he hesitate so?

What was he apprehensive about?

If one must kill someone, one must be prepared to accept all consequences. But this time, a vague sense of fear emerged in his heart. If he really killed Wang Yizhi, perhaps, he might face a situation he was reluctant to confront.

Suddenly, an unusual expression appeared between Rong Zhi’s brows, and he turned to look beside him.

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