583 You've finally arrived.
The man with the dark face looked terrified, as did the people around him.
Some of them, with cunning eyes, quickly glanced around, and the Fire Armor Guards were all dead.
The other half-baked guards hesitated and dared not step forward.
Some of them quickly disappeared from sight, heading towards the backyard where they usually dared not disturb them.
That place is a treasure trove, the residence of ladies, wives, and concubines.
Normally, if anyone dared to step inside even half a step, the guards at the gate would stab them in with a knife without any mercy.
After a moment of stunned silence, he suddenly felt a chill run through his body.
He shuddered and couldn't help but look around.
A chill ran down my spine. 'Where are they? I can't see them anywhere.'
Suddenly, something he dared not imagine came to mind, and a wicked thought arose in his mind. He muttered a curse, "These bastards are all wolves in sheep's clothing. I will catch you red-handed."
With a fierce look in his eyes, he quickly headed towards the inner courtyard, a rather secluded house. He had accidentally stumbled upon someone sneaking around with a package hidden under the bamboo grove.
Ren Pingsheng's sword seemed to breathe new life into this place, activating all sorts of people with different thoughts.
Escape, take a gamble, and so on.
At this moment, the head of the Huo family head walked towards the deep courtyard without looking back, knowing in his heart that these guards could not capture the person.
It's just buying yourself a few more breaths.
There are dogs that can be discarded and replaced at any time; who knows how many are waiting to come in.
Blood dripped from the severed arms like raindrops.
The excruciating pain felt like a thousand arrows piercing his heart, turning the Fire Clan Head's face as pale as paper. Large beads of sweat streamed down his forehead, mingling with the blood on his body, leaving him in a wretched state.
From a young age, she was exceptionally gifted, living a life of luxury, served by maids, receiving medicinal baths and pills, and being waited on by servants. How did she end up in such a sorry state today, desperately running forward?
Although his heart was filled with fear and despair, his will to survive drove him to struggle and run forward at all costs.
His steps had become unsteady and heavy, each step feeling like a struggle in the mud.
The feeling of being powerless grew stronger, along with the sensation of death and the passing of life.
Unconsciously, the Fire Clan Head's thoughts drifted back to the lives he had so easily dominated.
He recalled those beautiful, docile, and terrified concubines who had been like fragile dolls in his hands, manipulated at will, their lives and deaths in his hands.
I also remember those begging servants who, in moments of his rage, were torn to shreds like pieces of paper by him. The helpless wails of those he vented his anger on still echo in my ears.
At this moment, the people in front of him seemed to be blocking his way, baring their teeth and claws, their pale and terrifying forms pulling him away, leaving him powerless to lift his feet and escape.
A sense of fear washed over him, and he broke out in a cold sweat, as if he could see the lives he had harmed staring at him sinisterly in the darkness, silently telling of their pain and resentment.
His eyes were filled with deep despair and endless resentment, as if they wanted to devour him into endless darkness as well.
The hatred was boundless, a deep-seated hatred, a hatred so intense it felt like wanting to devour its flesh and drink its blood, as if to say, 'You've finally come down too.'
We will put you through hell and high water.
Chopping with knives and axes, stabbing with spears and slicing with swords, he did not miss a single blow.
You eventually died under someone else's knife.
You've come! You've finally come! We've been waiting for you for so long.
The moment the hallucination began, a nameless fear surged in the heart of the Fire Clan Head.
The pain of past killings now makes him feel the lives he has harmed closing in on him. Boundless resentment, like cold chains, tightly binds his mind, his body, and his escape route.
His eyes were fierce as he growled, "You damned, lowly servants, you deserve to die! I'll chop you into pieces and feed you to the dogs!"
He hurriedly gathered his meager inner energy, and his feet suddenly felt light for a moment as he tried to break free from this restraint.
A moment later, the resentment grew stronger and stronger, as if it were about to drag him into an endless abyss.
In that moment of panic, all I could see was darkness and silence. I couldn't see anyone who could help me.
His own concubine, his own wife, his own children.
Oh, so the children have all been kicked out to live in the outer courtyard.
The inner courtyard was his own palace, his own back garden, with a multitude of beautiful concubines and maids, all carefully selected.
It refers to someone you can pamper and abuse anytime, anywhere.
Anxiety welled up inside her, and she said resentfully, "But, it's been so long, so long! Why hasn't anyone come to treat me yet?"
Where are my beloved concubine and my wife?
Suddenly, he couldn't help but recall that his wife was old and frail, and he had used this as an excuse to send her to a cold courtyard.
He could feel the deliberate footsteps behind him, and the constant flashes of sword light.
His anxiety intensified, and he was filled with fear and terror. "It's coming, it's coming! This person is chasing us! I don't want to die!"
Help! Help!
But no one came forward to help.
At this moment, the Huo family patriarch's heart was as if covered by the frost of a harsh winter, cold and filled with despair.
Looking around, they hoped that the family's experts would descend like saviors, but all around was silent, without a single shadow.
I felt as if my heart was isolated in a boundless wilderness, with a biting wind and no one caring about me.
A surge of disappointment and anger welled up within him, an overwhelming rage, a murderous intent that filled the air, his eyes gleaming with boundless killing intent and ruthlessness.
'They're all a bunch of ingrates. This brother, the collateral relatives, the maternal relatives—they all deserve to die.'
I have always treated you well. Without me, would you have such beautiful women and fine wine, secret cultivation techniques, and worry-free cultivation?
Once I recover, I'll settle accounts with you all, one by one.
The betrayal and indifference he felt at that moment were like a knife twisting in his heart.
I hate them, but I hate my own ignorance and blind trust even more.
Anger and disappointment burned within him like a raging fire.
One step, two steps, I accidentally bumped into the threshold and almost fell, so I quickened my pace.
What used to be a simple movement technique could now take an incredibly long time.
Finally, finally!
The head of the Huo family arrived at the grand mansion deep within the vermilion inner courtyard, a symbol of life and hope.
An indescribable excitement welled up inside me, as if I had seen a ray of dawn in endless darkness.
The exquisite and magnificent mansion, adorned with dragons and phoenixes, now seemed to stand tall and imposing, like a sturdy fortress that could shield him from all wind, rain, and danger.
They are not only his means of survival, but also the pillars of his family's prosperity.
Ten feet away, the gate that once filled him with fear now seemed so familiar and welcoming, as if it were opening its arms to him, welcoming his return.
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