章 87: You Proposed to Me
"You... proposed to me." Gazing into the cold visage before her, the silver-haired woman locked eyes with him, her own reflecting the depths of despair and icy detachment. With her lips slightly parted, Riven enunciated each word deliberately.
"..." The frosty gaze met that of the woman for two seconds, and upon recognizing the sincerity and resolve in her eyes, Xiao Mu Yu replied indifferently, "That is..."
His words were abruptly interrupted.
The silver-haired woman raised a finger and reiterated slowly, "You... proposed to me."
Upon finishing, as if to clarify her statement, Riven tilted her head thoughtfully and added, "Indeed, you... proposed to me."
"..."
An eerie silence enveloped the scene.
The four individuals by the campfire fell into an unusual atmosphere; little Annie, clutching Xiao Mu Yu's arm, appeared anxious over the sudden turn of events, glancing back and forth between the serious-faced Riven and the perpetually expressionless Xiao Mu Yu. The small girl pouted, on the verge of tears...
"..." Captain Teemo's face, which usually bore a cheerful smile, now resembled someone who had just been trodden upon, his expression frozen in horror...
"..." With an indifferent blink, Xiao Mu Yu rose coldly, stating, "I... need to use the restroom."
With that, the aloof man turned and walked away as if nothing had transpired, his figure draped in a tattered gray cloak, exuding the same coldness and detachment as ever.
"..." Glancing back at Xiao Mu Yu's retreating silhouette, then at the silver-haired woman who seemed elated as if victorious in battle, little Annie stumbled after him, exclaiming, "Annie... Annie will go too."
"Hmph!" Watching the two figures, one large and one small, gradually fade into the night, Riven hummed cheerfully and turned to the still-stunned Teemo, saying, "In this day and age, where is the logic in returning a proposal? A man of his stature should follow through on his word, wouldn't you agree, Teemo?"
"..." With a mix of pity and disbelief, Captain Teemo gazed at Riven, heartbroken. "Riven, you... as the esteemed commander! A distinguished representative of Noxian soldiers! I never imagined... I never imagined you would resort to such coercion today. I... I misjudged you!"
"Alright, alright, stop with the theatrics," Riven playfully patted the little one's round head, her mood buoyant. "Do you think this is a mere whim? Allow me to clarify, heh heh... this is a decision made after careful consideration. If I were to marry Mu Yu, it would greatly benefit us in Noxus, and besides, I don't find him entirely disagreeable. Since he proposed, why not accept?"
"Benefit?" Teemo exclaimed, clutching his head. "The benefit is that you're no longer an unwanted old hag!"
"Oh dear, don't say that, ha ha ha..." Laughing heartily, the silver-haired woman continued to pat the little one's head, each pat growing heavier. "You're making it hard for me to maintain my composure! Even as friends, I would be offended."
With a swift motion, the little one covered her head and scurried away. "Then tell me, aside from no longer being single, what other benefits do you gain from marrying this stoic man?"
"Ah... this is clearly pure and innocent love, and you insist on dragging it into the realm of benefits. How embarrassing!" The silver-haired woman covered her face with her hands, feigning shyness.
"..." Teemo looked up at the night sky, his tone resembling a flickering candle in the wind. "Can you stop pretending? Your act is not charming; you simply aren't suited to play the cute role."
"Fine, fine, it's rare for me to joke around, and you refuse to cooperate. Little Teemo, you really are not cute at all," Riven replied, her smile fading, her expression turning serious. "Do you truly believe my invitation for Mr. Mu Yu to accompany me on the train was merely a fleeting impulse or infatuation?"
"Uh... wasn't it?" The little one shrank back, asking timidly.
"..." Riven glanced at Teemo with exasperation. "Do you really think of me as someone so careless as to invite a stranger of unknown identity and character to join me? Regardless, traveling with an unfamiliar ninth-tier powerhouse is inherently perilous. How can you be certain he wouldn't stab you in the back when you least expect it?"
"So, you knew Xiao Mu Yu beforehand?" Teemo asked, astonished. "I had no idea; you both kept it well hidden without a single sign."
"You... have quite the imagination," Riven chuckled at Teemo's deduction. "My knowledge of Mr. Mu Yu comes from the information Talon provided me."
"Uh... the knife-wielding man?" Teemo exclaimed, recalling how both Xiao Mu Yu and Talon always wore expressions of icy detachment. "Are you saying... the stoic man and the cold-faced assassin are brothers? Uh... fine, I won't joke anymore; please continue."
After receiving a glare from the silver-haired woman, Teemo promptly withdrew his jest.
"Talon recently had an encounter with Mr. Mu Yu during a mission in Demacia," Riven said, narrowing her eyes as she recalled Talon's words. Her tone grew complex. "He holds Mr. Mu Yu in high regard."
"And so? What does that have to do with your marrying him?" Teemo inquired.
"Cassiopeia K'Kao, the second daughter of General D. K'Kao, a paragon among the youth of Noxus. Since she began her studies with Swain four years ago, although she still lags behind her mentor in strategy, she has outperformed not only her younger peers but even many seasoned generals in every military simulation. Swain has remarked that this apprentice of his possesses nearly eighty percent of his strategic acumen; she merely lacks experience."
Riven continued, "In the future, this princess, aligned with the Darius brothers, will become a formidable adversary for us—a foe rivaling the unparalleled strategist Swain! However, during her time in Demacia, the intricate scheme laid by this nearly unmatched strategist was easily unraveled by Mr. Mu Yu, who had inadvertently become involved... Teemo, what do you think? Is Mr. Mu Yu impressive?"
"Uh... are you suggesting that Xiao Mu Yu, this stoic man, has an intellect surpassing that of Swain, the Crow?" Teemo gasped.
"Heh heh... that's uncertain, as they have never clashed directly, making it impossible to determine who is superior," Riven replied with a smile. "However, it is undeniable that Mr. Mu Yu is quite formidable! Extremely formidable! If Mr. Mu Yu stands with us, we won't be as helpless as we were in our previous encounters with the Darius brothers and Swain."
"Moreover, our informant from Demacia has relayed some information regarding Mr. Mu Yu's identity. Although the informant lacks high status and cannot access highly confidential information, what has been revealed is already worth our considerable effort to win him over."
Riven smiled brightly. "The Beastmaster of the Winter's Embrace, a powerful entity commanding countless beasts, with at least seven ninth-tier beasts under his command, including the Moon-Eating Wolf. Such strength is nearly equivalent to the combined might of two Noxian legions... If we could win over such a powerful ally with merely a woman's influence, wouldn't that be a remarkable bargain?"
"So, you're saying... this is a political marriage?" Teemo was rendered speechless. "And that woman is you! What's with this detached tone?"
"Hahaha... Why worry so much? As long as everyone is happy, what does it matter? Political marriages are nothing to fret over! Besides, I don't dislike Mr. Mu Yu; isn't that enough?" Under the moonlight, the silver-haired woman laughed heartily while playfully patting Teemo's head.
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