"Why what? You covet Fu’er’s beauty and of course you’re entangled with her..." Wang Congshan glared at the White Wolf, but before he could finish, the Wolf Demon roared, "Get out!"
Frightened, Wang Congshan retreated several steps.
"Why did you lie to me? For three years, have I ever disobeyed you? Stealing, robbing, or committing crimes, I’ve listened to you in everything. Why did you lie to me?!" The White Wolf stared at Luo Fu, his face full of heartbreak.
This time, Wang Congshan was dumbfounded. What? What is going on? This looks like someone accusing a faithless lover — no, a faithless woman! What’s happening here?
At this moment, the White Wolf’s eyes were misty, but he held back the tears and mumbled, "You called me Huan Lang. You said you liked me, and you would snuggle in my arms and act coy. Whatever you wanted, I’d get it for you. You said you wanted to live a life with just the two of us..."
"What? That’s impossible!" Wang Congshan, hearing this from the side, was stunned and hurriedly interrupted in rebuttal, "The person Luo Fu likes is me, and she is going to marry me. What nonsense is this Wolf Demon spewing?"
"See, not only do you demons love to hear sweet lies, but humans do too, hehe," Yan Zhengya looked at the heartbroken Wolf Demon and laughed mockingly.
Listening to these words, Wang Congshan looked at the sad face of the Wolf Demon, then shifted his gaze to the silent Luo Fu, and then to the sarcastic expression of Yan Zhengya. Finally, he began to realize that what he was unwilling to admit in his heart seems to be true.
"Why did you deceive me?" The Wolf Demon asked painfully, "I like you so much, I’d do anything for you. Why did you treat me this way?"
The previously silent Luo Fu suddenly erupted. She jumped up, her voice turning extremely sharp: "Pah! You? You like me? Do you deserve it? A demon coveting me? Take a look at yourself in the mirror. What do you have? You’re so poor you don’t even have a house? What? Should I live in a cave with you? A woman like me suffering with you — do you think that’s possible?"
The Wolf Demon stared blankly at Luo Fu, as if meeting her for the first time. Yet, at this moment, he felt his heart ache — terribly, terribly... as if someone was twisting a dagger inside.
"What? You? Fu’er!" Wang Congshan also stood there, astonished.
"And you! Acting all upstanding and proper, but you’re just a wastrel, a loser. Isn’t your household supported by your big brother?" Luo Fu sneered as she glanced at Wang Congshan, "Did you really think I’d be interested in a loser like you? How do you compare to your big brother?"
This time, Wang Congshan’s heart shattered into pieces.
"And you! You lousy Daoist, always meddling. Why didn’t you get rid of the demon? Why is he still alive? Look, now he knows everything and suffers so much. It would have been better to kill him with one stroke." Luo Fu glared at Yan Zhengya, righteously spewing such absurd words.
Yan Zhengya was dumbfounded; it was the first time he’d heard someone distort the facts in such a manner.
The Wolf Demon seemed to be broken-hearted already, showing no reaction to Luo Fu’s words.
Wang Congshan was astonished at Luo Fu; is this truly the kind, gentle, caring Fu’er he knows?
"Now, all of you get out! What, still lingering here hoping I’d invite you to a meal?" Luo Fu yelled furiously after scolding each one of them in turn but remained unsatisfied.