Black Bellied Belle: Demon Lord, Bite The Bait Please Chapter 322.4: I’m Back, Why Are You Not Happy?

She knew for sure, that that was not Lian Shi’s gaze.

The very next moment, she then came to spot the man clad in black among the group of people that came in.

Two faces, exactly the same.

Who is that?

Is this one of Lian Shi’s pranks…..

“It’s been so very long, Ming Yue.” The genteel white clothed man’s voice suddenly spoke out softly.

The gaze upon her seemed to be filled with an endless series of indescribably complicated emotions, deep and immersive, which caused her heart to involuntarily wince violently for an instant.

Lian Shi would never call her by her name. That was because she did not allow him to address her like that. Hence, after countless cold frosty reminders and admonishments from her, he had given in and addressed her respectfully as “Sovereign” like everyone else.

But this person before her, had called her by her name.

Had she been mistaken?

Or was it because the person she held in her mind had been gone for too long, so long that she could no longer recognize his face…..

The white clothed Lian Shi saw the stunned and flabbergasted look on her face that remained in a daze for a long while. He then sighed softly to himself, feeling rather helpless and an unspeakable pain in his heart.

“Have you been well? It’s been so many years but you have not changed in the slightest. You look great.” The white clothed Lian Shi said softly as he slowly stepped closer towards the woman.

Ming Yue suddenly shot to her feet from her seat and said sharply: “Stay right there!”

A slight tremor was actually detected from her voice.

She….. was actually feeling fearful.

But the man did not seem to have heard her cry for him to stop, his strides continuing to carry him closer to her.

“What are you so afraid of? Haven’t you always longed for me to come back? Now that I’ve come back, you are shrinking back away from me…..”

The expression on Ming Yue’s face froze, and her silver irises seemed to be highly astonished for a moment, contracting in a snap before she said in a soft voice: “What did you just say?”

The white clothed Lian Shi did not reply to her question but continued to walk forward till he was right before her, only a small step’s distance between them.

“I’ve come back, but you are showing me such a face instead. Is that delight, or loathing?”

Her gaze shifted down slowly, and saw the sword held in the man’s hand.

Lian Shi had never used a sword. That person never let his sword leave his side however. It was said that the sword was the only thing his mother left for him after her passing, and that was why he carried it with him wherever he went.

Ming Yue slowly reached her hand out, her actions a little stiff and awkward, like she wanted to touch the person but was hesitant.

She wanted to touch what she saw, to know that everything before her was not just an illusion.

But it seemed that she could not control her hand all of a sudden, unable to touch the man no matter how hard she tried. Flustered and overwhelmed, tears welled up in her eyes.