After saying that, she knelt down in the direction of Murong Yu, her attitude sincere, tears streaming down her face, looking delicate and pitiful.
Seeing this, Zhang's father was so angry that he spat out another mouthful of blood.
Murong Yu put down his sword; he hadn't originally intended to attack Zhang Qihua.
Or rather, he simply had no interest in wasting time with these unimportant people.
He flew away without looking back, carrying Ao Bupa.
Fire Phoenix followed behind him, glanced back at Zhang Qihua, let out a series of wicked laughs, and then flew away.
Before Mu Qing could react, Murong Yu had vanished right under his nose.
Mu Qing: "..."
Tao Yaoyao said, "You've seen the person now, can you come back to the clan with me?"
Mu Qing, somewhat amused and exasperated, said, "Senior..."
Seeing this, Tao Yaoyao had no choice but to continue following Ling Die, chasing after Murong Yu.
He secretly pondered, "Perhaps now is not the right time to bring Mu Qing back to the clan. Mu Qing is too deeply poisoned by Murong Yu; he must find a way to make Mu Qing see Murong Yu's true colors..."
Zhang Family Hall
After Murong Yu and his party left, the atmosphere in the hall did not become more relaxed; instead, it became even more heavy and oppressive.
Zhang Qihua casually strolled up to her father. She knew it was too late to say anything now. Once her father recovered from his injuries, he would definitely not let her off easily. Thinking of this, a ruthless glint flashed in her eyes.
A familiar, innocent smile appeared on her face as she whispered, "Why is Father looking at me like that? Don't you recognize your daughter?"
Mr. Zhang opened his mouth, spat out another mouthful of blood, and laughed maniacally: "Good, good, hahaha... I, Zhang, am so foolish, so foolish, I never realized that I had raised such a heartless and ungrateful daughter."
Upon hearing this, Zhang Qihua said softly, "Father, please don't blame your daughter for being heartless. Everyone has to look out for themselves, isn't that what you always taught me?"
After saying that, he attacked Zhang's father on the ground, looking at Zhang's father who was lying on the ground vomiting blood.
Zhang Qihua expressionlessly drew her sword from her waist, preparing to step forward and deliver the final blow.
Things have come to this point, and she has no way out.
She didn't notice that Zhang's father was secretly gathering strength in his hand hidden under his clothes.
The instant Zhang Qihua plunged the sword into her father's heart, he struck her chest with all his might, sending her flying. She crashed into a withered tree in the courtyard and then fell heavily to the ground.
Zhang Qihua was struck by the attack, and her internal organs were shattered.
He didn't even have the strength to reach for the pills; his eyes widened, and he died with resentment.
In the final seconds, all that appeared in his mind was Zhang Qihua's doting, smiling face, and two tears slid down his cheeks and disappeared into his hair.
Seeing Zhang Qihua die, Zhang's father felt no joy, but rather a deep sorrow and grief. He laughed maniacally, tears streaming down his face, a picture of utter desolation. A few breaths later, he too closed his eyes.
As evening fell, the monks and servants of the manor entered the main courtyard to investigate the situation.
Upon seeing the scene in the courtyard, they all looted the mansion's treasures and money and fled in all directions.
The mansion was immediately thrown into chaos, and by that very night, everyone had left.
Only an elderly man, leaning on a cane, walked shakily into the main courtyard of the Zhang family. He and the child beside him buried the remains of the Zhang family members in the Zhang family's ancestral cemetery.
The old man was someone Zhang's father met on the street when he was young. The old man was only a few years old at the time and was beaten half to death over a steamed bun.
It was encountered by Zhang's father, who was only a teenager at the time.
At that time, he was a spirited and passionate young man, so he had someone follow him back to the Zhang residence and casually assigned him a job.
I forgot about this person as soon as I turned around.
Little did he know that the job he had casually assigned years ago was one the old man had diligently performed for his entire life.
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