After being hit in the face by the system, I swapped bodies with Zhongli

Chapter 533: This Honor

Morax was speechless. His former eloquence and the vast ocean of knowledge and experience accumulated over the years were now of no use at all.

He tightly grasped the ring in his hand, unable to express his dislike or his love for it.

The ring, which felt soft to the touch, was like an unexpected sharp blade to Morax, piercing him without any warning.

It easily cut through the shiny and beautiful appearance, and mercilessly dissected the wounds that had not yet healed.

Morax originally thought that he didn't care about the tragic past and could face it calmly. Now, it only existed as a memory in his mind.

But when he lowered his eyes, Morax looked at the dragon-shaped jade ring in his hand, and he seemed to feel that for a moment, the scene in front of him overlapped with the one in his memory.

The ancient jade ornament in his hand was covered with cracks and defects, and the bright red blood had seeped into the cracks, making the already deep marks even more difficult to ignore.

But in the blink of an eye, those glaring red marks turned into flowing gold, like molten gold with a scorching and stinging temperature.

Morax almost subconsciously raised his hand, wanting to erase those traces, but when his fingertips touched the warm and smooth jade, his mind suddenly came out of that trance.

Yuan Zhuoyue, on the other hand, seemed completely oblivious to this, his entire body exuding a sense of bewilderment and innocence. "...You really don't like it? I spent a long time polishing and carving to create something like this... As expected, the skills I honed from carving porcelain blanks, when applied to carving jade ornaments, really don't catch your eye."

Yuan Zhuoyue had already approached at this time, and as he spoke, he raised his hand as if he wanted to take back the gift he had just thrown away.

But she did not succeed, because Yuan Zhuoyue's action was blocked by Morax.

Looking at Yuan Zhuoyue who was looking up at him with her head slightly tilted and a hint of confusion in her eyes, Morax opened his lips and put on that warm and gentle smile again.

"...This gift was indeed a bit unexpected, which is why I was stunned for a while." After Morax gave a brief and truthful explanation, he continued in a gentle voice, "What suddenly came to your mind to give me such a gift? And before... didn't you already hand a gift to me?"

"...The one before wasn't a gift. I simply gave you the most valuable treasure left from that failed, defective product." Yuan Zhuoyue explained slowly, then said with a smile, "And I've asked you to deliver these carefully crafted gifts to all the immortals I've come into contact with. So how could I be partial to you?"

"As for why I would give you such a gift..." Yuan Zhuoyue paused for a moment and continued speaking, but his voice was much lower than before.

"...That's because I saw in those memories that you treasured the dragon-shaped jade ring so dearly, but I haven't found any trace of such a thing existing." She muttered softly, seeming somewhat dejected and discouraged. "...That's why I wanted to carve one just like it for you. I didn't expect you seemed so disliked it."

But the tone suddenly changed, with a hint of accusation: "So, in the memory I saw, that set of rings and pendants was not given to you by me? Then I wonder who could have received such an honor, and why you treasure it so much."

Morax: "..."

He was silent for a moment before he slowly spoke, "...That is the gift I gave you."

To Morax now, Yuan Zhuoyue is like an elusive mirage. He cannot see through those illusions and it is difficult for him to truly touch them.

So he didn't know whether Yuan Zhuoyue was in this situation today because of those fragmented memories that made her have a wrong understanding and accidentally reached this situation.

Or maybe they have completely recalled their past memories and know which unforgettable thorns can cause them deep pain, which is why they have such a sharp temptation.

Morax couldn't tell the difference, and now he didn't want to tell the difference. He just wanted to be confused and maintain the status quo.

Smoothly passing the last hurdle may be the best option for him and Yuan Zhuoyue.

After this, let’s talk about the grudges and hatreds.