I Mistook Someone Else for My Savior

When Xia Hewei was five, she was captured by a demonic cultivator. Just as he was about to skin her and pull out her bones, an elegant, gentle immortal arrived on a jade flute and rescued her from the brink of death.

His pale blue robes and jade flute became the dream that haunted Xia Hewei for eleven years.

Back then, she swore that if she ever met her savior again, she would repay him with everything she had.

But she never imagined that the gentle, refined benefactor in her memories would turn into someone like this.

Cruel, ruthless, cold, and wicked.

Aside from the pale blue robes and jade flute that were just like before, he was nothing like the gentle man she remembered.

Xia Hewei was heartbroken.

But he was her savior.

The one she'd thought of for eleven years, the man who had saved her life.

No matter what he was like, he was still her benefactor.

Later, she learned that Chi Liang had become this way because he had suffered a terrible upheaval.

Expecting someone whose family had been destroyed and whose spiritual roots shattered to remain kind was simply too cruel.

Xia Hewei thought that after all the terrible things her benefactor had been through, she ought to treat him a little better, and then better still.

So,

Even when he ordered her to fetch the frost marrow from the frozen reaches of the Ninth Heaven, she risked her life to do it.

Even when he ordered her to retrieve the Tumi Divine Flower from Hell's Cliff, she gritted her teeth and carried out his request.

Even when he wanted her to become his woman, she never resisted.

Xia Hewei had never considered one question.

What if... he wasn't her benefactor?

*

Chi Liang was never the benefactor Xia Hewei believed him to be.

But he never denied it or explained.

He was a cruel person by nature, after all.

Watching the girl make a mistake and run herself ragged for him always stirred a malicious delight in his heart.

He couldn't help wondering: when Xia Hewei learned the truth, what would her face look like?

Surprise? Disgust? Anger? Hatred?

Just imagining those feelings mingling in her beautiful eyes made the corners of his lips lift with pleasure, while his heart bubbled like a pot of boiling medicine.

When had his thoughts changed completely?

Perhaps when she risked her life to retrieve the thousand-year frost marrow.

Perhaps when she climbed up Hell's Cliff, covered in blood, clutching the Tumi flower.

Perhaps when desire entered her beautiful eyes.

If pretending to be her benefactor meant being treated this way, then... there was nothing wrong with actually becoming her benefactor.

*

Chi Liang never imagined that one day, the benefactor she spoke of would appear before her.

His heart pounded like a drum. For the first time in his life, after decades of living, he felt something called panic.

Theme: Mistaking someone for the one who saved your life