Su Yu grew up in such a life.
From the mont he was born, it was as if he were a mistake. His mother went to great lengths to tornt him, and he still clearly rembers her venomous eyes, as if he had taken sothing incredibly important from her, hating him to the bone!
Later, he went to the Spirit Cultivation Realm, to the Spirit Fla Sect, appearing inexplicably as an outsider in the Spirit Fla Sect, suddenly becoming the top disciple of the Sect Leader of the largest sect in the Spirit Cultivation Realm. Countless people looked at him with venomous eyes, even resorting to various ans to fra and harm him!
If it weren’t for the various poisons his mother had fed him early on, and having been afflicted by this world’s strange Blood Fla Poison, the mysterious poisons he consud after entering the Spirit Fla Sect alone would have been enough to kill him tens of thousands of tis.
Later on, when he dazzled everyone with his stunning abilities and strength, there were still many who hated him, as if his very existence were a barrier to them.
He got used to those days, used to those glances, and simply didn’t care. So he never wondered why, because no matter the reason, it wasn’t important to him. The important thing was that he remained himself, and no matter how much they hated him, they were powerless against him!
Now, being told so by Han Jing, he faintly understood.
Perhaps it was his origins, perhaps his special abilities, or perhaps his extraordinary talents, but whatever it was, heaven favored him, and that was inherently unfair to others. So even if he did nothing, he was bound to attract hatred, and there were plenty of people eager for his death!
He had no choice in his birth. If he wanted to rid himself of all this, he had to beco the strongest, just as She said, so that those who hated him would be powerless against him. If even the heavens couldn’t block his sight, then what would it matter how many people hated him?
He wanted to live a peaceful life with her, and the premise for that was that no one would have the ability to disturb them, allowing them to live that peaceful life.
Su Yu looked at Han Jing and chuckled quietly, "After living so many years, it turns out I still don’t see as clearly as you, Jing’er, your dream will co true."
Han Jing knew that Su Yu could understand her. She asked, "And what about yours? You haven’t told what your dream is?"
Su Yu raised an eyebrow, "I won’t tell you just yet."
Han Jing...
She couldn’t help but reach towards his face. Why did she want to scratch him so badly? Why did she want to ruin that unbelievably beautiful face?
But, as her claws reached out, just scratching was not enough, and Han Jing couldn’t bring herself to do it.
Sigh, with such a pleasant face, the urge to scratch suddenly turned into a desire to touch. Han Jing’s little paws gently scratched Su Yu’s face twice, ohhh, it felt so good~
Su Yu rcilessly reached out to remove Han Jing’s "wolf" claw.
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In the Imperial Palace, in just a few short days, the Emperor’s once glossy black hair had turned completely gray, and he looked as if he had aged twenty years, with deep sunken eyes full of sourness and vicissitudes.
The Crown Prince and Prince An had also fought fiercely on the battlefield for many days. Now captured, both appeared sowhat disheveled. Especially the Crown Prince, who had been pampered since childhood, now had tattered clothes, was covered in dirt, with bruises and stains on his face, and had not shaved his stubble for several days.
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