225: Chapter Seventy-Seven: Who in the World Has No Sorrow?_1 225: Chapter Seventy-Seven: Who in the World Has No Sorrow?_1 When Jiang Wang put forth this question, Hu You imdiately looked towards his son, even neglecting the unconscious Zhongxuan Laifu.
It was as if with one command from his son, the father-son troop would be ready for battle.
Given the strength displayed by Jiang Wang, Zhu Bijing also knew she had no chance of escaping on her own, which is why she set her hopeful gaze on Hu Shaong.
Hu Shaong only weighed the options for a mont before he spoke with righteous indignation, “If you dare to do anything to my martial sister, I will not forgive you!”
This was the choice made.
Jiang Wang replied nonchalantly, “You may rest assured.”
“Let’s go!” Hu Shaong was decisive; he rose and walked towards the exit.
“Hu…” Zhu Bijing cried out anxiously, but only managed to utter a single syllable before being silenced by the Binding Tiger technique.
“Little sister, you need not fear, I will monitor this matter the whole ti.
I will urge the Zhong Xuan Family to provide an explanation as soon as possible.
Once the emissaries ascertain the facts, they will certainly not dare to bind you any longer,” consoled Hu Shaong as he turned around to comfort her, seemingly oblivious to the tears streaming from her eyes, then added a platitudinous remark, “You should know that our Sea Tower is not to be trifled with!”
Zhu Bijing was both shocked and angry, hating Hu Shaong, the hypocrite, even more than Jiang Wang, the one who had restrained her.
What about the promise that we were the only two people Sister truly cared about?
Wasn’t it said that you deeply loved Sister?
Weren’t you supposed to take care of in place of Sister?
Is this how you take care of ?
Hu You hadn’t said a word from the beginning to the end, other than following through with bringing the old man in charge of transporting martial arts resources for the Zhong Xuan Family.
He seed to be like a lifeless puppet throughout the event.
Jiang Wang was clearly aware of who held authority in the Hu family.
There was no further need for pretense.
Seeing his son make a decision, he picked up the unconscious Zhongxuan Laifu and followed behind his son, departing from the mine site.
The mine couldn’t be operated for much longer, and Zhongxuan Laifu was now of little value.
Jiang Wang’s slap had further proved his uselessness.
Nevertheless, based solely on the Zhongxuan surna, the Hu family couldn’t simply disregard him.
Just after leaving the mine site, Hu Shaong’s expression had already darkened, turning extrely ominous.
Hu You was indeed intimidated by his son.
But, upon reflection, he couldn’t help but speak out, “Shaong, leaving your martial sister behind like this, is it really alright?
We don’t even know what kind of person this Jiang surna is, or his character.
What if…”
“Do you think I need your advice?
Am I unable to comprehend?” snapped Hu Shaong, glaring at his father until the latter fell silent in embarrassnt.
Back when they were at the Sea Tower, he indeed shared an intimate ti with Su Yao for a while.
But ever since his cultivation caught up, the stagnating Su Yao no longer caught his eye.
He then shifted his interest toward another martial sister with greater strength and found an excuse to part ways with Su Yao.
Unexpectedly, that woman was obsessively stubborn.
After failing to entangle him, her love turned into hatred and she even threatened revenge.
He had no choice but to secretly sabotage her, causing Su Yao to suffer an accident during her travels, leaving her with a hidden ailnt that cut off her path to further cultivation.
With no future prospects for Su Yao, and his own rapid progress, their paths would never cross again.
The matter should have ended there.
But unexpectedly, Su Yao managed to secure a chance to explore the Heavenly Abode Secret Land.
Heaven knows how much he feared Su Yao would return successfully from the Heavenly Abode Secret Land.
Sotis, in the middle of the night, his nightmares were of Su Yao bearing her fangs ferociously at him.
And when the spot for the Heavenly Abode Secret Land was announced and there was no word from Su Yao, a huge weight was lifted from his heart.
Her sister, Zhu Bijing, was also a beauty with even greater talent than her.
She was not a bad target either.
In Hu Shaong’s view, her feelings of hatred and resentnt were not hard to dissolve.
Because the acts he committed against Su Yao were known only to him.
On the contrary, because of Su Yao’s existence, the mont they reconciled, there would naturally be a sense of kinship.
He understood very well that by turning around and leaving today, he was letting the at in his bowl slip away for soone else to chew on.
But what choice did he have?
He didn’t expect Zhu Bijing to follow him to Yang Country.
After discovering her, it was just a matter of playing a few tricks and putting on a show.
That was an easy gain.
The events at the Hu Clan Mine Site were the real concerns.
He couldn’t afford to lose the big picture over small gains.
If he had been certain of defeating Jiang Wang, he would have acted without hesitation, staging a dramatic rescue to capture and kill him.
By the ti the Zhong Xuan Family reacted and sent people, he would have already achieved his desires and returned to the Sea Tower.
Who would he have to fear then?
But the problem was that he wasn’t sure.
Jiang Wang had made two moves in front of him, both effortlessly and without a trace.
Unfathomable, his strength was impossible to gauge.
After all, this was the victor from the Heavenly Abode Secret Land, designated for the God’s Inner Mansion.
It was impossible to overestimate him, since even Zhongxuan Sheng dared confront Jiang Wuyong, the prince of Qi Country, for his sake.
Only that old fool from the Zhong Xuan Family, assigned to Yang Country for many years and blind to the happenings around him, would be provoked by a few words and co charging forward with overwhelming force.
The more Hu Shaong thought about it, the angrier he got.
He couldn’t help but take his anger out, “I said from the start to keep a low profile, to plan this out slowly, and yet you’ve stirred up a storm in the city!
Even Xizi Chu heard about it and rushed back from East King Valley, forcing to return in person.
What good have you done?”
He swore and scolded, “At your age, all you know is to lie on that whore’s belly.
When you co back, sell her off!”
Hu You had been keeping his eyelids drooped, silent no matter how his son blad him.
Asking about the girl had already been his limit.
His son had always had such a temper; although he usually hid it well, how could he, as a father, not know?
Patience would see this pass, and no matter what, his son wouldn’t really do anything to him.
But upon hearing that last sentence, that word “whore,”
this obese, typically amiable-looking old man suddenly flew into a rage,
He flung the unconscious elder of the Zhong Xuan Family onto the ground and charged at Hu Shaong furiously, “Hu Shaong!
What are you saying!
I am going to marry her.
I’m your father, she is your mother!”
Bang!
Hu You felt as though his entire body had been flung into the air before crashing back down to the ground.
Hu Shaong was pressing down on his neck, pinning him to the ground with a terrifying, ferocious expression: “Old thing, rember this!
I!
Have!
Only!
One!
Mother!”
“The one you abandoned, the one who froze to death in the dead of winter!”
Hu You struggled with all his might, but the hand on his neck wouldn’t budge.
His breathing grew increasingly difficult, his whole face turning red.
The unbearable pain nearly drowned him until, at last, visions began to form before his eyes.
Only when that hand flung him aside
did those visions coalesce into the image of his son, Hu Shaong.
He watched as that face slowly grew older, from a young boy to the adult he was now.
Huff!
Huff!
Huff!
He gasped desperately for air.
Collapsed on the ground, he listened to the sound of Hu Shaong’s footsteps fading away.
“How could I have known she would rather freeze to death than leave?
How could I know she really would freeze to death?”
“I…
I regret it, too.”
“All these years, I’ve lived like a corpse.”
He wept in his heart like this.
But he dared not make a sound.
The sumr sun was very warm.
But his heart was as cold as ice, tears streaming down his face.
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