As night falls, the only sound is the chirping of cicadas, adding a touch of vibrancy to the tranquil moonlight.
In a small courtyard in the center of the Enforcement Hall, dim yellow light shone from the room, and the candlelight flickered with the breeze, casting a long shadow through the candlelight.
A dark figure stealthily knocked on the door, the sound particularly clear in the quiet moonlight.
"Come in..." Upon hearing the voice, Wuyou's ears twitched, and with a wave of her hand, the door opened quickly.
"So it's Madam Kong. May I ask what brings you here so late at night?" Wuyou stood up, straightened her blue robe, gestured for her to sit down, and slowly poured her tea.
"No need." Madam Kong didn't accept it, her gaze fixed intently on Wuyou. "I've come to you today because I have something to ask you."
"Please ask, Madam Kong." Wuyou naturally placed the quilt on the table, clasped her hands together, and looked like she was all ears.
"You must be Zhang Wuyou!" Madam Kong said with certainty.
Wuyou's expression remained unchanged, but as she looked into the other person's eyes, she slowly curled the corners of her lips into a mocking smile. "Madam Kong, everyone knows my name is Zhang Wuyou. Isn't your remark rather superfluous?"
“No, you are Zhang Wuyou, the adopted daughter of the Kong family. I raised you, and I could not possibly mistake you.” Madam Kong shook her head, her gaze intense.
"It's impossible for me to admit I'm wrong? Then why didn't Madam Kong expose me on the spot? I'm afraid it's because she wasn't sure!" Wuyou's lips curled up, the sarcasm obvious.
"I... after all, you're someone I watched grow up, and I don't want you to lose face in public." Madam Kong quickly came up with an excellent excuse, denying Wuyou's words while showing her loving motherly heart, playing the emotional card.
"I don't understand what Madam Kong is saying, and I don't want to play riddles with you." The door opened again, and Wuyou clearly intended to see her out.
“Zhang Wuyou, don’t think you can erase your previous identity just by denying it. You owe my Kong family. My Kong family raised you. Are you going to repay kindness with enmity? You’ve really angered me. I’ll expose everything about you and see how you can still be the Qingyun Young Master in the Law Enforcement Hall.”
Madam Kong panicked, and the words slipped out without thinking. Their daughter had done something wrong and was about to be punished; they, as parents, were powerless to stop it, except for the person before them.
Zhang Wuyou was raised by her family, and even if she didn't care about past relationships, she couldn't refuse her request because of the kindness she had shown her in the past.
"Is Madam Kong threatening me?" Wuyou's beautiful peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly, flashing with a dangerous light.
Sensing the faint killing intent emanating from Wuyou, Madam Kong felt a chill run down her spine, an overwhelming fear spreading through her. She was already a Golden Core cultivator, yet the other party still felt unfathomably profound to her.
"Wuyou, Qingyan is still your sister who grew up with you. How can you bear to treat her like this? Forgive us for the sake of our family. We've treated you well all those years." Madam Kong realized that she wouldn't get anywhere by confronting her head-on, so she softened her voice.
"Treat me well? Madam Kong, you really have a short memory! What you mean by treating me well is taking me in as your goddaughter but making me your maid? Is it taking my parents' money to do charity? Is it forgetting me when you leave? If that's the case, then you've really treated me well." Wuyou's voice was cold, so cold it could drop ice shards, yet her face carried a gentle smile, a stark contrast that sent chills down one's spine.
"You... what nonsense are you spouting? Who told you these filthy words? Or do you think this yourself?" Madam Kong turned her eyes away from Wuyou's face, feeling a pang of guilt, but her words were full of humiliation and reproach.
Wuyou stared at Madam Kong's panicked face, then smiled easily, "I was just saying it casually, I didn't expect you to react so strongly."
It was just a casual remark, so it doesn't really count.
"Wuyou, please help Qingyan. She's just a young girl who made a mistake because she's not very bright. Consider it a favor our Lingyun Sect owes you. It's just a matter of a word for you, isn't it?" Madam Kong couldn't bear to see her daughter suffer, so she earnestly advised her.
"Impossible." Wuyou shook her head, looking completely unmoved.
"Hmph—" Madam Kong was annoyed that her repeated attempts to persuade him had been rejected. She could only turn her sleeves and leave, secretly plotting something in her heart.
The next day, when Kong Qingyan saw Madam Kong again, her face was ashen, her eyes filled with fear and panic, but she showed no regret. Her first words to her parents were...
"Father, Mother, I don't want to abort the child! I don't want Liu Lang to lose his memory! Please help me!"
Seeing her usually lively and clever daughter in such a pitiful state, Madam Kong's eyes reddened with sorrow, tears streaming down her face. The mother and daughter embraced and wept bitterly. Even Kong Tingxuan, who harbored resentment towards his daughter, couldn't help but soften his heart a little, after all, she was his own biological daughter.
Today, Liu Yishui was also brought up. His worldview was completely refreshed. He had never seen such a scene before. The people here flew through the air, flew on swords, had a lifespan of a thousand years, and could turn the world upside down with a flick of their wrist. This was an experience he had never had in the previous 20 years.
Upon seeing his wife, whom he hadn't seen in a long time, Liu Yishui stepped forward, knelt respectfully on the ground, cupped his hands in greeting, and said, "Greetings, Father-in-law and Mother-in-law..."
Hearing this address, Kong Tingxuan's face darkened. If this brat hadn't been at home, his daughter wouldn't have made such a big mistake, and he wouldn't have lost face and been ridiculed. His tone was very harsh. "Who are your father-in-law and mother-in-law? My Lingyun Sect has no son-in-law like you."
"I wonder what I've done wrong to make my father-in-law so angry?" Liu Yishui's eyes flashed, looking somewhat bewildered, and he asked subconsciously. Little did he know, his words only angered Kong Tingxuan more.
"Liu Lang..." Upon seeing her lover, Kong Qingyan disregarded her parents and threw herself into Liu Yishui's arms, bursting into tears that soaked his clothes.
"Have you cried enough? If you've cried enough, then shut up!" Wuyou looked down at the two who were crying with their heads in their hands with a calm expression. Zhang Wuyou, who had lived in the past, had seen far too many of these two. They were a typical ill-fated couple.
If Zhang Wuyou hadn't taken the blame for Kong Qingyan in their past life, the two of them probably wouldn't have had a good ending. In this life, even without Zhang Wuyou as a scapegoat, they've still ended up in this situation.
The cycle of cause and effect is nothing more than this.
"Wait a minute—Zhang Wuyou, my Kong family raised you, and this is how you treat my family? Are the people of the Enforcement Hall so ungrateful?" Madam Kong pondered all night and felt that Wuyou was someone who would only respond to force, so today she simply adopted a strong attitude.
"Wuyou?" Kong Tingxuan paused in stroking his beard, his eyes widening slightly, clearly surprised. His wife hadn't told him about this. Shouldn't Zhang Wuyou have died of old age a thousand years ago?
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