In her past life, Ji Xiaoxiao was a part-time assassin and a full-time shut-in. One day, with god-like skill, she was run over by a car and inexplicably transmigrated. After transmigrating, everyth...
Liao Yu is dead.
Ji Xiaoxiao did not display any rudeness in being overwhelmed with grief or weeping uncontrollably, nor did she have any determination to avenge this humiliation. Her heart only felt a slight sting, and as sadness lingered, a sense of liberating joy welled up within her, causing Ji Xiaoxiao to tremble involuntarily.
Feeling exhilarated and overjoyed, Ji Xiaoxiao squatted there, holding Liao Yu, completely still.
The man gave Yi Yang a cold look and walked step by step toward Ji Xiaoxiao and the others.
"Liao Yu? A descendant of the Liao family?" the man murmured.
The man's lips were slightly pursed, his eyes were clear and cool, and he automatically exuded a chilling aura that kept people at a distance. Beneath his cold exterior lay an indifference to the world and a haughty demeanor.
As he approached Ji Xiaoxiao and the others, only two meters away, a loud sound erupted behind him.
The door was violently flung open by Shen Fei, and she naturally fell to the ground. Shen Lu rushed out first, holding her high heels in both hands, ignoring Shen Fei's pants being pulled down to her thighs and her lack of underwear.
The night was as bright as day. Shen Fei and Shen Lu realized something was wrong and hurriedly got up, dressed, and rushed to deal with the emergency. Just as they left the room, trembling with fear, they waited for the earthquake to pass, and then, through the window, they saw Shen Yun, whom they hadn't seen in a long time.
Shen Yun, Grandpa actually came out of seclusion?
Shen Fei and Shen Lu looked at each other in silence, only the fear in each other's eyes was imprinted in their hearts.
“Great-grandfather.” Shen Lu lowered her head, not daring to meet the cold, stern man’s gaze.
Speak less and do less, admit your mistakes, regardless of whether they are your fault or not. This is the first principle of conduct for the descendants of the Shen family when facing their ancestor, Shen Yun.
After kneeling for a while, Chen Fei pulled up her pants and said, "Great-grandfather."
The aloof man, Shen Yun, glanced casually at Shen Fei and Shen Lu. The two were covered in hickeys, and a foul, fishy smell wafted for miles around. Even if the aloof man wanted to remain calm, he could only let the stench fill his nose and disgust him.
"You guys are really ridiculous."
Enraged, Shen Yun flung his fist away in embarrassment, and Shen Lu was flung three meters away by a gust of wind.
Shen Fei was furious that his beloved older sister was treated like trash by Shen Yun, as if he were sweeping away snakes, insects, and rats. He was so angry at Shen Fei that he spoke recklessly.
"You...you actually hit my sister, you old bastard, Ben..."
"Nonsense." Shen Yun, equally embarrassed, flung Shen Fei away.
Looking calmly at his great-grandchildren piled together, Shen Yun sighed deeply. Like begets like; how could my descendants, Shen Yun's descendants, be so despicable? Is it really true that environment has such a powerful influence on shaping people?
Shen Yun knocked the two unconscious, thinking he would spend some time teaching his descendants in the future. However, he didn't realize that he was thinking too deeply. His mind relaxed slightly, and Grandpa Mist, who was guarding high in the sky, found an opportunity to break through the defensive formation and severely injured Shen Yun.
Grandpa Mist did not linger in the fight and fled into the sky with Ji Xiaoxiao and Liao Yu.
Ji Xiaoxiao, held by Grandpa Wu's side, looked at the familiar face and said in a muffled voice with a hint of reproach, "Why are you only arriving now? You're late, do you know that? If you had arrived earlier, A-Yu wouldn't have died."
Grandpa Mist turned his head to look at the other side, his majestic body, as steady as Mount Tai, trembled slightly. "I sensed that the talisman I gave to A-Yu had been destroyed, so I left seclusion early. Who knew I would still arrive a step too late." Just that one step was all it took for them to be separated forever, never to meet again.
“Ayu, I watched him grow up. When he was little, Ayu’s parents were useless and had little affection for him. They just fed him and treated him like a pet. At that time, Master Liao had to support the Liao family and didn’t have time to take care of Ayu, so Master Liao entrusted the little Ayu to me to take care of…”
As Grandpa Fog flew at high speed, he reminisced about the past. His vigorous eyes glistened with tears, and his aged voice was choked with sobs. It was a sight that would move anyone who heard it to tears.
Ji Xiaoxiao listened silently, without interrupting Grandpa Wu's recollection.
Grandpa Fog was incredibly fast; in the blink of an eye, he landed in the camp of rebels that Ji Xiaoxiao had mentioned. The appearance of Grandpa Fog and Ji Xiaoxiao was spectacular—immortals soaring through the air and descending from the sky attracted a large crowd of onlookers who came to admire and worship them. Among them were Grandpa Liao and Liao Kongmin, who were carefully hiding.
"Fog, you've emerged from seclusion?"
Having emerged from seclusion, the Liao family's most powerful strategic recapture made reclaiming Hope Base a piece of cake. At his advanced age, to experience the thrills and dangers he'd dreamed of in his youth was a harrowing experience, and in doing so, nearly cost him his life.
"That was close, that was close!" Old Master Liao smiled with lingering fear, but suddenly, disbelief filled his aged face.
"Fog, what's that in your hand?" Old Master Liao's hand trembled uncontrollably.
Grandpa Fog lowered his head and said weakly, "It's Ayu."
"How is he?"
After a long while, Grandpa Fog said, "He's dead."
Dead, dead, dead...
His most beloved grandson died.
"No, how could Daddy be dead?"
Liao Kongmin rushed forward, ran to Grandpa Wu's side, and pried at Liao Yu with both hands. Liao Yu's body was ice-cold, and the wailing Liao Kongmin fell into a deathly silence.
It's so cold, so icy, there's no warmth like before.
Dad died? He left him forever, just like Mom?
No, no, Dad won't die.
"Daddy, wake up, wake up! You need to sleep again, okay? I'm so scared, you've frightened me. Daddy, please stop making a fuss, wake up!"
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