The Red Thread of Fate - Chapter 3

Chapter 3

On the way down the mountain, Chen Yan was still a little worried.

She hesitated, stammering, “How about… I stay with you tonight?”

I waved her off. “It’s Fang Ye’s birthday today. You can’t stand him up.”

“Don’t worry, I’ll be fine.”

…

After returning home and a quick wash, I drifted into a heavy, groggy sleep.

The first half of the night was indeed peaceful.

But once the second half of the night rolled around, I started dreaming.

In the dream, everything was foggy and empty, save for one spot emitting a faint, weak glow.

As I drew closer, I realized it was a temple.

Hmm…

It looked a bit familiar.

I slapped my forehead-I had just visited this place during the day!

But when I stepped inside, the Mountain God Statue that was supposed to be sitting in the center was nowhere to be found.

“Strange, where did it go?”

I was curiously poking my head around when, caught completely off guard-

“Are you looking for me?”

A faint scent of vegetation and wood suddenly surrounded me.

I whipped my head around.

Unlike during the day, I could see the person clearly this time.

He was tall and elegant, with delicate features.

He was handsome!

“You…” I trailed off, my voice lingering with uncertainty.

The man gave a cold snort. “What, you don’t recognize me?”

I pursed my lips. “You’ve misunderstood. I wanted to ask-”

“Can you fix that habit of suddenly whispering in people’s ears?”

“It’s not polite.”

Silence.

The person in front of me was so angry he actually laughed. “You run into my temple, dump your trouble on me to deal with…”

“And now you’re going to pick a fight with me over this?”

His temple…

The… the Mountain God!

I instinctively replied, “I burned incense for you!”

If I hadn’t mentioned it, it might have been fine, but bringing it up only made him angrier.

“A single stick of incense? You have the nerve to bring that up?”

He leaned forward, his voice sounding like it was coming through gritted teeth. “Setting aside everything else, it’s one thing to make me deal with your mess.”

“But you tied the red thread in a dead knot!”

I blinked.

Now that he was closer, I noticed the clothes on his body…

They seemed a bit tattered and disheveled.

Feeling guilty, I took two steps back. “Did… did that female ghost ravish you?”

The moment the words left my mouth, the man’s face turned black.

He reached out and flicked a finger.

My body flew forward uncontrollably, slamming straight into that broad chest.

Hiss.

He was actually quite well-built.

No wonder the female ghost wanted to ravish him.