The Girl Chen Ah Qing, You're a Good Person
The Girl Chen Ah Qing, You’re a Good Person
Puchi!
The next moment, thick blood splattered out, spraying across the air in a dazzling, grisly display.
The girl stared blankly at the scene before her, somewhat unable to believe it.
She hadn’t felt the slightest bit of pain, because the moment those arrows were about to strike her, they were knocked down by an invisible force, exploding into ash midair.
Not far away, several arrows came flying like lightning, piercing straight through the forehead of the brocade-clad man riding atop the ferocious beast.
A cruel sneer still lingered on his face—even at the moment of his death, he hadn’t understood what had happened.
Who saved me?
The girl struggled to pull herself up from the swamp, turning her head to look around, trying to find the direction the arrows had come from.
She couldn’t believe it. Who would step in to save her life at a moment like this?
“Zhao Kang is dead!”
“We’re finished! His father is an Elder of the Red Chain Sect—we’re all finished!”
The brocade-clad man’s companions were frozen in place, their faces filled with horror. None of them had expected someone to suddenly strike and kill Zhao Kang.
“Who is it?! Who’s attacking from the shadows?!”
Then someone came to their senses and roared in fury, eyes blazing with anger as they tried to locate the attacker.
“Me.”
From within the thin mist not far away came a calm male voice. Gu Changge appeared, accompanied by Ah Da.
He seemed to have just finished shooting, handing the bow and arrows in his hand to Ah Da behind him, before unhurriedly walking toward this place.
The instant they saw Gu Changge, the faces of all the young men and women present turned deathly pale. Many of them widened their eyes in disbelief, unable to stop themselves from trembling where they stood, terrified to the extreme.
“Y-Young Master... Young Master Changge...”
The one who had just roared in anger now had a quavering voice, scared out of his wits.
Even if he had ten thousand times more courage, he wouldn’t dare to casually berate Gu Changge.
“They’re an eyesore. Kill them all.”
Gu Changge paid no attention to the expressions of the crowd, speaking casually to Ah Da as he continued walking forward at his own pace.
Ah Da’s expression was cold and merciless. Clad in dark cyan battle armor, like a towering, peerless war god, he reached directly toward the group ahead, intending to suppress and slaughter every last one of those young men and women on the spot.
Seeing this, the group’s faces turned ashen with terror. They were nearly scared senseless—they had never imagined Gu Changge would actually kill them.
Someone reacted and tried to flee, transforming into a streak of divine rainbow light.
But Ah Da’s single palm strike covered dozens of miles, even collapsing the sky itself, enveloping everyone within it. With a pu, they all burst into bloody mist, perishing body and soul before they could even let out a scream.
The royal clan experts secretly tasked with guarding this hunting ground watched the scene from a great distance. Their eyelids twitched, and they hastily looked away, pretending they had seen nothing.
“You can stand up now.”
The girl stared blankly at everything, still not having recovered her senses, when a calm, rippleless male voice suddenly sounded by her ear.
She looked in disbelief at the hand extended before her.
Slender, fair, and clean—as if it had never been touched by a speck of dust.
At this moment, this excessively good-looking young man had walked all the way through the filthy swamp to stand before her.
His originally spotless white robes were now stained with quite a bit of mud, yet he wore an expression of complete indifference—utterly different from all the people she had encountered before.
And just now, it was he who had suddenly appeared, killed those young men and women, and saved her.
The girl had also seen clearly how those young men and women had been utterly terrified of him.
The attendant behind him was even more frighteningly powerful—he even gave her the feeling of facing an Earth Sword Immortal.
Even so, the girl remained silent, her gaze wary. She didn’t take the hand to pull herself up. Instead, furrowing her brow and enduring the intense pain, she grabbed a nearby vine and laboriously hauled herself to her feet.
She understood one truth: nothing good in this world comes without a reason.
She and this person before her were complete strangers. Why would he suddenly save her? That in itself was abnormal.
Seeing the girl so stubborn and composed, yet watching him with such wariness, Gu Changge chuckled softly and withdrew his hand. “What a beautiful pair of eyes.”
The girl understood his words. During her time in captivity, she had learned this world’s language—she just rarely spoke.
Seeing that Gu Changge bore not the slightest malice, the girl fell silent for a moment, then trudged step by step out of the swamp to its edge. Only then did she ask in a somewhat hoarse voice, “You... why did you save me?”
She was calm and composed, gripping her short sword tightly, her heart still fully on guard.
Truly wicked people never show their malice on their faces—this was a truth she had understood since childhood.
“Relax, I’m not a bad person. I just happened to see this scene and felt you were rather pitiful.”
“You should know, it’s not that there are no good people in this world—it’s just that you rarely run into them.” Gu Changge chuckled softly, his tone casual.
The girl fell silent, then raised her dark-tinted eyes to look at him. “You’re a good person?”
This was the first time she had ever met someone who so bluntly declared himself a good person.
“No, I’m not a good person either. I just occasionally do a good deed.” Gu Changge shook his head, still smiling.
The girl remained silent. This young man before her clearly felt terrifying to her, yet she couldn’t sense the slightest danger from him.
It was a strange and contradictory feeling.
“Your injuries are severe. Even if you could escape, you’d end up eaten by some ferocious beast.”
Gu Changge’s gaze swept casually over her.
The girl nodded, her expression unchanged. “I know.”
Then, seeming to feel that saying it that way wasn’t quite right, she added, “Thank you for saving me just now.”
Gu Changge smiled and waved his hand. “You’re welcome. It was nothing.”
“I’m going to keep running for my life now.”
The girl’s face was covered in mud, her expression unreadable. “If I survive, I’ll repay your kindness someday.”
With that, she turned to continue fleeing deeper into the forest.
Although Gu Changge looked powerful and mysterious in origin—and could very likely keep her alive with ease—
she would not ask. Even reduced to this state, deep in her bones, she was still proud.
Besides, she understood one truth: the white-robed man before her had no obligation to save her.
Perhaps he had only acted just now because it cost him nothing.
But on what grounds could she ask him to keep saving her?
However, when she tried to take a few steps, she accidentally aggravated her wounds. The pain turned her face deathly pale, and she nearly collapsed to the ground again.
“I told you, your injuries are severe.” Gu Changge sighed somewhat helplessly.
The girl frowned slightly, clutching her wound. Blood seeped out once more, mixing with the mud and turning the ground before her black.
She truly couldn’t run anymore. If she kept fleeing, she would likely die from her wounds before the Hunters behind her could even catch up.
At this thought, the girl fell silent. She hadn’t found her father yet, hadn’t returned to give her mother an answer.
She couldn’t just die here.
“You can help me, can’t you?” She raised her eyes, looking at Gu Changge behind her, her gaze carrying inquiry and a trace of wariness.
“What’s your name?” Gu Changge didn’t answer her directly, instead smiling casually.
“Ah Qing. Chen Ah Qing,” the girl answered.
“Ah Qing... that’s a fine name.” Gu Changge praised lightly, then said, “I can save you and keep you alive. But in exchange, I want to know about the world you come from.”
The girl Ah Qing froze, her gaze instantly turning wary. Gu Changge was different from the others—he had actually seen through her origins!
“Don’t look at me like that. What’s so hard to figure out? Living in a different world, one inevitably carries the aura of their original world. The aura on you is simply different from ours,” Gu Changge said with a smile.
“Besides, you should know—there really are good people in this world. Why not try trusting me?”
“You’re a good person.” Ah Qing fell silent for another moment. Not knowing what else to say, she could only utter these words.
It seemed only this sentence could put her heart at ease.
“I’ve actually always thought so myself,” Gu Changge said with a laugh.
With Gu Changge’s protection, the girl Ah Qing relaxed a little. Her nerves and body, which had been taut all this time, suddenly loosened.
But the moment she relaxed, the pain nearly made her pass out—both old and new wounds flaring up at once.
Fortunately, she had cultivated the sword since childhood, and her willpower was astonishing. She forcibly endured the wave of pain.
Beyond that, she still harbored considerable worry in her heart.
She knew nothing about Gu Changge—his name, his identity, his origins. Although his attendant was immensely powerful...
after experiencing the battle against the Otherworldly Sky Demons, she had discovered that in this world, experts of that level didn’t seem to be rare at all.
Gu Changge had casually slaughtered that group earlier—how would the ensuing troubles be resolved?
Her mind was clear and calm. She understood that the young men and women participating in this hunting game were all descendants of this world’s renowned great clans, with powerful backgrounds that must never be provoked.
Although Gu Changge’s expression had remained relaxed the whole time, as if he didn’t take any of it to heart, she was still deeply worried.
But these were matters she couldn’t very well ask him about on her own initiative.
Over the following days, the girl Ah Qing found no one else hunting her down. Even the roars of ferocious beasts around them had vanished.
Because she had consumed a pill Gu Changge gave her, her many old wounds had miraculously healed. Its medicinal efficacy could truly be called that of an Immortal Pill, a Heavenly Herb.
In the world she had lived in before, the appearance of such a pill would absolutely have triggered a frenzied scramble among all parties.
Its value was simply unimaginable—it could practically be regarded as a second life.
Yet in Gu Changge’s hands, it was used to treat her injuries, as if it were the most ordinary thing.
In truth, given a little time, wounds like hers would have healed on their own. There was no need at all to waste such a precious pill.
These many details led Ah Qing to speculate about Gu Changge’s identity.
Just who is he?
Along the way, she also never saw Gu Changge draw his bow to shoot down any of the other captives. Even when he saw them, he paid them no mind, leaving them to their own fates.
Soon, several days passed, and this little hunting game finally came to an end. Ah Qing silently followed behind Gu Changge, returning to the place where the prison carts had held them—or more precisely, to the pavilion there.
There, the Second Prince Yu Lie, Yu Ming, the Eternal Overcast Prince Jia Luo, and many other Young Prodigies were already waiting.
They had returned early. Upon learning that Gu Changge had entered the dense forest after they left, they were quite surprised, and so waited quietly here for his return.
This little hunting game was, to them, merely a way to pass the dull and boring time—it served no great purpose.
But if they could use such an occasion to deepen their relationship with Gu Changge, that would naturally be for the best.
“Young Master Changge, this is...?”
Yu Lie, Yu Feiya, and the others now looked at Ah Qing following behind Gu Changge, all quite astonished, asking in puzzlement.
She wore coarse hemp clothing, tattered in places, her hair disheveled and her face covered in filth. Her long hair was matted into knots, and only the faint outline of her features could be made out—she was unmistakably the picture of a captive.
How could someone like this be following behind Gu Changge?