"Master... Young Master..."
Qing An'er's voice trembled. She could never have imagined that things would develop to this point.
"I'm...I'm sorry, sir!"
Qing An'er's tears fell like beads from a broken string, and her heart was filled with guilt and self-blame.
"I didn't expect this! I'm so... sorry!"
If it weren't for the servants in her mansion who pretended to obey her but actually drove the two of them out of the Qing Mansion without her knowledge, all these tragedies would never have happened.
“It’s none of your business!”
Ye Chen let go of Zhang Yuchen, who had already fallen silent in his arms, slowly stood up and looked at the sky with sad eyes.
"Master... Young Master..."
Qing An'er looked at Ye Chen and didn't know how to start for a moment.
"Ha ha ha ha……"
After a moment, Ye Chen seemed to have gone crazy, and let out a long and extremely sad howl towards the sky.
The laughter was filled with endless sadness and despair.
“Crack!”
An inaudible cracking sound came from Ye Chen's body.
His heart of Taoism, which had withstood countless calamities and remained firm for eternity, suddenly cracked at this moment.
“Hahahahahahaha!”
Ye Chen's eyes were red, and he looked like a madman. He pointed at the filthy sky and asked in a hoarse voice:
"My family is full of heroic souls, and all our predecessors have sacrificed their lives to protect this world!"
"Is this the world?"
“Is it worth it?”
Ye Chen's angry questioning echoed under the dim sky, his voice filled with endless sorrow.
“Crack!”
His indestructible heart of Taoism, which had withstood countless calamities, was completely shattered at this moment.
For the first time, he began to doubt the beliefs he held.
The entire Wuji Immortal Palace is full of people who are not afraid of life and death and shed their blood. What they are guarding is such a world where good people are bullied and evil people are feared, and the strong prey on the weak?
Those heroic souls of our predecessors who fought to the last drop of blood, were they protecting a world where a child could be beaten to death?
Is it necessary to protect such a world? The life and death of the world's people have nothing to do with me!
“Boom!”
Suddenly, a few muffled thunders sounded in the dim sky, and purple electric snakes scurried around wildly in the dark clouds, as if responding to Ye Chen's cry from the depths of his soul.
Tick-tock, a drop of cold rain fell and hit Ye Chen's hot cheek.
Then, the second drop, the third drop...
The raindrops became denser and larger, but in a blink of an eye, they turned into a heavy downpour.
“Boom!”
The thunder grew louder and louder, and lightning tore through the sky.
The cold rain poured down on Ye Chen madly, as if to completely extinguish the last bit of warmth in his heart.
The smell of blood in the alley was quickly washed away by the sudden rainstorm.
But the chill in Ye Chen's heart became more and more biting.
“Hahaha…hahahahaha!”
"Why? Why?"
He continued to howl towards the sky like a madman, and his laughter was even more sad and desperate than his crying.
"My entire family of heroes is protecting a world that oppresses the weak, bullies the good, and fears the evil?"
Ye Chen seemed to be questioning the heavens, and also seemed to be torturing his own heart.
Qing An'er, who was standing at the corner of the alley, felt her heart broken when she saw Ye Chen's almost crazy look.
She wanted to go forward and comfort Ye Chen. She opened her mouth, but found that any words at this moment were so pale and powerless.
The cold rain mixed with hot tears kept sliding down her beautiful cheeks.
She couldn't even tell whether it was rain or tears flowing down her face.
Her heart had long been filled with endless self-blame and regret.
It’s all my fault!
If it weren't for my negligence...
That tenacious child with clear eyes would not lose his life just like that.
At the other end of the alley, Steward Ding and the guards were already frightened out of their wits.
They looked at Ye Chen who was roaring madly in the heavy rain, and they were all silent, not even daring to breathe.
At the corner of the street, a figure stood quietly.
It was the second master Qing Jingshan who hurried over because he was worried about his niece.
He looked at Ye Chen who was like a madman in the heavy rain in the distance, looked at the thin figure lying in a pool of blood, and looked at his niece who was crying. His mood changed quietly at this moment.
"well!"
He let out a long sigh in his heart.
"I really want to inherit the family fortune left by my eldest brother...but...but what will happen if I inherit it?"
The second master Qing Jingshan shook his head, and a trace of regret appeared on his usually cold face.
"After all, family property is just something outside of our body. Family ties... are what matter most."
Qing Jingshan slowly walked towards Qing An'er.
The cold rain hit him, instantly soaking his luxurious clothes, but he was completely unaware.
"An'er."
Qing Jingshan walked to Qing An'er, his tall body slightly hunched, his face full of guilt.
"An'er, it's all Second Uncle's fault."
"My second uncle only cared about the family property and ignored your feelings, which indirectly led to this tragedy."
His voice was hoarse and full of regret.
"Oh."
Qing An'er sneered, full of coldness and sarcasm.
She slowly raised her head, and her eyes, red and swollen from crying, no longer had the warmth of the past, only a biting coldness.
She had long guessed that it was her second uncle who drove Gongzi and Xiaochen out of the Qing Mansion.
"What's the point of saying this now?"
"Xiao Chen is dead! Master Ye is also..."
She couldn't say any more and slowly closed her tear-soaked eyes. Two lines of clear tears mixed with raindrops slid down her cheeks again.
Seeing his niece like this, Qing Jingshan felt even more heartbroken. He turned around and walked towards the heartbroken figure in the heavy rain.
“Plop!”
Qing Jingshan knelt heavily in the mud and blood in front of Ye Chen.
"Sir! It's my Qing family that's wronged you! And wronged this child!"
"I am willing... to take all responsibility!"
He raised his head and let the cold rain wash over his regretful face.
"No need."
Ye Chen stopped his long, sorrowful howl, his voice was indifferent and without a trace of emotion.
He slowly lowered his head and his gaze fell on Zhang Yuchen, who was no longer making a sound. His eyes were empty as if he had lost his soul.
Ye Chen carefully picked up Zhang Yuchen's small body with gentle movements, as if he was holding a priceless treasure.
"Brother, I hope I can become an unrivaled warrior! Then no one can bully us, and we can have enough to eat!"
Zhang Yuchen's voice full of expectation echoed in Ye Chen's mind, like sharp thorns piercing him.
Ye Chen hugged Zhang Yuchen and made a bloody oath in a voice that only he could hear.
"Believe me."
"You will definitely reach the top and become the strongest person in the world."
After he finished speaking, he held Zhang Yuchen in his arms and walked slowly towards the end of the street corner.
The rain washed over his extremely desolate back madly, and every step seemed to shatter this world.
"Sir! Where are you going?"
Qing An'er's heart tightened and he couldn't help but ask.
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