“Don’t you all pride yourselves on being upright gentlemen? Since that’s the case, and there’s a debt to settle, if you want to avenge A’Ruo, you should naturally come to me.”
"you--"
"Are you a human or a ghost?"
The leader raised his longsword and pointed it directly at him, saying, "If you're not dead, don't try to play tricks."
He twirled his sword, his eyes shifted slightly, and with a stomp of his foot, he launched a direct attack.
Ning Hong, however, neither dodged nor avoided the situation.
The longsword pierced Ning Hongze's body directly, but not a drop of blood was drawn. Instead, wisps of black energy emerged, which suddenly wrapped around the man, making him feel extremely uncomfortable.
"What exactly is going on?"
This person?
He's no longer human? Duanmu Ling took a few steps back, a hint of fear creeping into his eyes.
Ning Hong smiled coldly, but her eyes were filled with hatred.
This man should be considered the second male lead.
He devoted himself to A'Ruo, and even after A'Ruo got married, he never left her.
In idol dramas, such a devoted and handsome second male lead is the most popular with audiences.
However, in the original owner's mind, the person she hated the most was none other than this person.
It was he who suggested destroying Ning Zhaozhao to avenge A'Ruo.
This was also the first time he had ever targeted Zhao Zhao.
"Host, you must not kill people directly."
"Why? He killed people in other worlds too."
"Because you are not on the same level, and ghosts originally did not exist in this world, this man cannot die at your hands, no matter who dies at his hands, otherwise it would break the rules of this world."
"So troublesome?"
Ning Hong said impatiently.
The remaining people were nervous and scared when they saw Duanmu Ling defeated. When they saw Duanmu Ling suddenly take off and be thrown out of the door by Ning Hong, they hurriedly followed him. They didn't dare to stay any longer.
I'm afraid that if I walk too slowly, Ning Hong will spot me.
They had just stepped out the door when Ning Hong flicked her sleeve, and the door closed in an instant.
"Red?"
A woman rushed over and reached out to hug Ning Hongze. But her outstretched hand passed right through Ning Hongze's body.
The woman's expression froze, and she covered her face and burst into tears.
"Red, red—"
"Aunt Fang—"
This woman is Ning Hongze's stepmother and Ning Zhaozhao's biological mother.
“It’s all my fault. I shouldn’t have brought Zhaozhao here. If it weren’t for Zhaozhao, you wouldn’t have died at such a young age.”
"Aunt Fang, how could it be your fault?"
It was clearly his wishful thinking that led him to this predicament.
"Over the years, you have been devoted to me, Junjun, and Dad. Although I can't call you 'Mom,' in my heart, you have long been my mother."
Ning Hong really wanted to hug Aunt Fang; this was one of the regrets of the original owner.
He wanted to tell Aunt Fang that he had never blamed her and that he had always regarded her as his mother.
"Red then—"
Ning's father could not hide his sorrow.
He stared at Ning Hongze with unblinking eyes.
Ning Hong is his eldest son, whom he raised with all his heart and soul.
He was his most beloved son.
Even though he and Fangrong had another child, Junjun, his most beloved son was still Ning Hongze, but he never expected that he would die young.
"Father, your son has been unfilial."
Ning Hong knelt on the ground and kowtowed to him twice with a loud thud.
"It's the child's fault, he's dragged you down with him."
He wanted them to leave, preferably as far away as possible.
The female lead is here, and the men around her are all here. No one knows if those men will suddenly go crazy. He really doesn't feel comfortable leaving his parents here, so he might as well go back to his hometown first.
At least it's safer.
They're just cannon fodder; the female lead probably won't bother with them much. Once they're all gone, she'll be safe.
After thinking for a moment, Ning's father agreed.
"I can't live in constant fear every day. In that case, I might as well go back to my hometown."
"Father is wise."
After discussing it with Ning Hongze for a while, Ning's father finally took the reluctant Ning Hongze back to her room.
Ning Hong wanted to go see Ning Zhaozhao.
I wonder how Zhaozhao is doing now?
Are you still very sad?
He floated to the door of Ning Zhaozhao's room, and just as he was about to float into the room, he heard a series of sobs, soft and mournful.
"Miss, don't you dislike him?" This was the voice of the maid Shuang'er trying to persuade her.
For some reason, Shuang'er always seemed to harbor some hostility towards her. Perhaps he wasn't good at hiding it, and she noticed something was off.
Why would you think that?
Does everyone think that way about her, that she doesn't like her brother?
Ning Zhaozhao raised her head blankly, her eyes red and swollen, severely affecting her beauty, but this startled Ning Hongze. Not for any other reason, but simply because—
“Acha—”
He actually sensed Acha's presence in his sister in this world.
The daughter-in-law became the younger sister; could there be anything more troublesome?
Most importantly, the Acha in this world doesn't love him; she deeply loves another man.
"Damn it—"
Ning Hong cursed in a low voice.
"Shuang'er, you can go out now. I'll stay alone for a while."
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