Pretending To Be A Boss-Chapter 743 - 91 The Trust of the Galaxy_2
743: Chapter 91: The Trust of the Galaxy_2
743 -91: The Trust of the Galaxy_2
“Deal, Bai,” Tang Xian said, “lead the way.”
Bai Shuang nodded and headed towards the cave behind her.
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The green mountain behind Bai Shuang seemed to remain unchanged with the seasons, as if it were in a fixed realm of time.
This was the secret Tang Xian had wanted to know for the past six months and was finally about to be revealed.
The cave was vast enough for the mystical birds to fly low within it, and it was filled with various types of flowers and plants from different seasons, each seemingly wrapped in their specific mini-time barriers.
A person was seriously injured and facing imminent death yet managed to create such an elegant environment; Tang Xian suddenly thought that this galaxy might be a woman, perhaps someone who didn’t wish to die nor to live in filth.
Recalling the pathway made of plant vines he had traversed when he first sought Bai Shuang, which was also quite beautiful, Tang Xian became even more certain.
Since Bai Shuang was an existence irritatingly Buddhist in her detachment, all these fanciful things were probably done by Bai Shuang’s master.
He suddenly thought of Wu Ya Zi, the martial arts master from the novels of a millennium ago.
Not criticizing Xu Zhu for his intelligence, yet disliking him for his ugliness.
Could all these unparalleled experts be somewhat mad?
Thinking this, and following a path surrounded by fresh flowers, Tang Xian saw the galaxy.
When he caught sight of the galaxy, for some reason, he just stopped in his tracks.
There were many beautiful people and things in the world, after all.
Tang Xian’s eyes came with their own charm evaluation system; he had seen the enchantment of Qing JiuYu and the aloofness of Bai Mansheng, extreme beauties he had encountered.
Yet none had ever stunned him like the galaxy did.
The galaxy had hair as white as snow, wore a plain white robe, baring a well-built chest, and lay sick on a stone bed surrounded by fresh flowers.
His pale, sickly complexion did little to mar his unparalleled good looks, and Tang Xian thought that if the Order’s talent could be of use, this man would be the first he had seen with a charm value of one hundred.
When the galaxy saw Tang Xian, a slight smile appeared on his lips, and it was as if winter had suddenly turned to early spring.
Even the surrounding flowers bloomed more vibrantly in response.
Tang Xian shook his head and said,
“I never expected to find such…such a handsome man in this world.
Nor did I expect an apocalyptic being to greet me in human form at the end.”
“Because of good looks.”
When the galaxy’s voice reached him, Tang Xian felt as if spring water was entering his throat, as water hitting rocks, as wind brushing leaves, as fingers twirling through silk.
This graceful and peerless demeanor was worlds apart from the last person he met wearing a black robe, the judge.
If Tang Xian had known ahead of time that the galaxy’s human form would be so stunningly beautiful, he would have gotten in one last dig before the judge fled:
“Although you can’t beat the galaxy, you’re certainly uglier than he is!”
But just like the fleeting bloom of the night-blooming cereus, the moment of greatest beauty was followed by decay.
Tang Xian was no fool; he knew from the start that Bai Shuang’s reason for bringing him to meet this divine beast was to bid farewell.
Sorrow filled Bai Shuang’s eyes, and this usually composed noblewoman sat beside the galaxy’s stone bed.
For hundreds of years, they had clung to each other for survival, she had taken him to every corner of the world, witnessing all the most beautiful sceneries.
It might have been very beautiful, but for such long-lived creatures, all these things were but the splendid sunset before parting.
The night fell at last.
The galaxy’s gaze was gentle; addressing Tang Xian’s second statement, he went straight to the point:
“My time is running out.”
Perhaps Bai Shuang had seen her mother at some point since there was some resemblance between Bai Shuang and Zhong Yao.
But this was the first time Tang Xian had seen the galaxy looking like this.
He didn’t know why, but perhaps saddened by the thought of such exquisitely beautiful life withering away, he became exceptionally melancholic.
A person who controlled time was telling him that his own time was running out.
“If you have anything to tell me, please do so.
I think…
I may not have done very well in the previous tests, perhaps I have disappointed you.
I will be more careful in the future,” Tang Xian said.
The galaxy might have lived many more years, but death loomed near simply because he had spent too much energy today, scaring off the judge.
And Tang Xian had always felt deeply responsible for the judge’s coming.
The galaxy still wore a smile as he gently shook his head and said,
“This isn’t your fault.
Among us, the judge is the most patient, so there’s no shame in being deceived by it, after all, it has deceived us all.”
The galaxy’s complexion grew even paler as he continued softly,
“Both worlds are falling apart.
I should have done more for this world, but turning back time to extend life is, after all, an act of desperation.
I am old and close to death.”
Bai Shuang’s eyes reddened and she turned her head away.
Tang Xian understood this was a trust being handed over to him.
He had always treated all creatures with humanity, but he truly admired the galaxy, and thus assumed the posture of a junior.
If it weren’t for the galaxy, Baichuan City would have been destroyed long ago.
Today, he saved Baichuan City once more with his own life.
Indeed, there were such people in the world, who didn’t appear ostentatiously in history, but once fate allowed one to meet such people, admiration would stir from the depths of the heart.
The galaxy was such a person.
“After I die, Xiao Shuang will help you.
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Xiao Shuang is…quite indifferent by nature; you’ll need to get accustomed to her slowly,” he said.
