TSFLIP Chapter 422

Before Fang Yue was seven years old, his memories were filled with daily abuse from his father. His father, filled with resentment for being abandoned by his wife, transferred all that hatred onto the child. One day, as Fang Yue looked at the wounds on his hands, he realized he could no longer live like this. So, his father died.

But to the world, no matter how wrong a parent is, a child should never defy them, let alone kill them. Such an act would be met with divine retribution.

It’s no wonder he was so shocked when Yimu heard about this.

“Master, I am grateful to you.” Fang Yue slightly lowered his head, looking at Yimu lying in the bloodstains. Unlike the fake pity Yimu had once shown, there was genuine compassion in Fang Yue’s eyes—compassion that could move anyone. However, his words sent a chill down the spine. “You brought me back to the Xuan Sect and taught me many things. If you no longer wish for me to be the Sect Leader successor, I will step down from my position as Senior Brother. If you only target me, I will spare your life, remembering the years of our teacher-student bond. But why… why did you have to ruin my glory?”

The final question, spoken softly, revealed his deep confusion.

“The person who hurt that girl wasn’t me…” Yimu glanced at the motionless Mu Ning and sneered. “It was Mu Ning’s doing. Did you forget? Mu Ning has always been your junior sister and the closest to you. How could you harm her?”

Mu Ning trembled all over.

Fang Yue shook his head. “I couldn’t do it.”

Yimu laughed bitterly. “No matter how much you try to portray yourself as ruthless and heartless, deep down, you’re still the same Chu Yu, bound by your sect’s rules.”

Fang Yue didn’t look at Yimu. He walked over to Mu Ning, lifted her chin with his cold fingers, and spoke with a voice as gentle as water. “Junior sister, I truly cannot bring myself to kill you.”

“Senior Brother…” Mu Ning cried, her face wet with tears.

“So, you should do it yourself.”

She stood frozen for a moment, unsure, and weakly asked, “S-Senior Brother… what are you saying?”

Fang Yue, with a look of tenderness, said, “Use the dagger that pierced Feng Guang’s chest. Stab the same place on yourself. Wouldn’t that work?”

“No… I didn’t… I never intended to kill her. It’s because I was under the influence of the Eye Technique… Senior Brother, you know that, why… why are you blaming me? I’m your junior sister!” Mu Ning sobbed, “Senior Brother, you know… Mu Ning has always been the most afraid of pain…”

“Feng Guang was also the most afraid of pain.” Fang Yue’s eyes slightly lifted, adding a touch of warmth to his smile, a smile that seemed far more genuine. “But despite being so afraid of pain, she still gave birth to Xiao Xiao for me, and she even took a sword for me. She was the best woman in the world. Don’t you agree, Junior Sister?”

Mu Ning unintentionally followed his words, responding, “Yes…”

“So, would you please die?”

Mu Ning suddenly understood. Even though Fang Yue knew she had been under the influence of the Eye Technique and had harmed Feng Guang, that didn’t matter to him. What mattered to him was that it was her hand that held the dagger, her hand that had stabbed Feng Guang’s chest. She… was the one who caused Feng Guang’s death.

In his eyes, the person who harmed Feng Guang, whether directly or indirectly, didn’t matter. As long as it was someone who hurt her, they all deserved to die.

This was… a man who could not be understood by any rational means, and that was precisely what made him even more terrifying.