This madman, facing the person he repeatedly claimed to ‘hate the most’, gave up everything he valued most, offered everything he had, and went mad without any reservations.
He shed the vulnerability of last night. The restored Yu Beizhou would only use the most painful and extreme way to keep him from leaving, even if it meant giving up everything, in a way that would burn both jade and common stone.
Yes. This person had nothing to do with the word ‘vulnerability’. He would take what he wanted on his own initiative, and was not the kind of character who would sit and wait for death, like the most combative wolf in the wolf pack, full of aggression.
Even if he held him and didn’t let him go, he had to tear off the chain first and hurt himself all over.
Zong Luo’s temples throbbed. “Scram.”
Was everything that happened last night just an illusion?
Perhaps this guy is a born bad seed, not a likable character, and there is no inconsistency and vulnerability under the hard shell disguise.
Everything was just his distraction.
At this moment, it was difficult to describe the disappointment in Zong Luo’s heart with words. Even worse than the previous Hanmen Pass.
It was not until the silver-white hair tail disappeared angrily at the gate of the mansion that Yu Beizhou, who seemed to be sitting lazily on the rockery, suddenly sat up straight, arched his back, and vomited a mouthful of blood.
The blood soaked the white fur, but the young man didn’t care much, shook it off, didn’t look at the blood on his clothes, simply changed his hand to support his chin, and resumed the appearance of not caring about everything.
In fact, such physical pain and backlash, if it were someone else, would probably convulse all over and fall to the ground, directly fainting.
However, when it came to Yu Beizhou, it was not even a third of what he tasted in the dark room of the Yu family when he was a child, so it was not a big deal.
He even had the leisure to think about what happened last night, to the extent that his senior brother’s attitude towards him seemed to have subtly changed.
The Great Witch was repairing the formation, and Yu Beizhou felt bored after bleeding himself with a small knife, so he wandered up to the Star Gazing Tower, unexpectedly watching a good family drama.
After taking away the pill, he noticed something strange about his body, so he hurried back to the mansion.
This reaction was very similar to when he got sick every month, all over his body would be unspeakably hot. Struggling with the last bit of consciousness, Yu Beizhou buckled the Winter Mountain Meteorite Iron on his body, and then lost consciousness.
When he woke up again, it was broad daylight.
He was already lying in his master bedroom, feeling extremely comfortable all over.
Yu Beizhou didn’t like too many servants in the mansion, so they were all men of sacrifice and mute servants, they just needed to obey orders obediently, and needed not to speak.
The Beining Mansion was more like a temporary place for him. The decoration in the bedroom had not been moved since it was renovated a few years ago, and it was absolutely forbidden for the servants, not to mention the many rules in the mansion, no one would dare to cross the boundary.
‘Maybe I crawled back in a daze after struggling to break free from the chains.’
Yu Beizhou, lying in bed, reached out his hand and put it on his forehead, thinking uncertainly.
This kind of situation had happened before. When he was leading troops outside and fell ill without control, he woke up with blood flowing all over his body, full of corpses, and had no memory in the middle.
The only anomaly was the faint scent in the air and the well-bandaged marks on his body.
This fragrance was too familiar to Yu Beizhou, he couldn’t possibly not recognize Zong Luo’s scent.
But——
“How is that possible.”
Under his fingers, Yu Beizhou curled his lips in self-mockery.
Since that night, even if Zong Luo didn’t hate him, he avoided him like a viper. (TL: vicious people)
Even if he said such words as ‘letting me go’, it could be imagined how much he didn’t want to have anything to do with him. How could it be possible that last night, after confessing his heart to his dear father, he ran to his mansion to say goodbye to him and even kindly helped to bandage?
Staring at his blood-stained fingertips, Yu Beizhou chuckled softly.
If he really knew what he had done, Zong Luo would probably have to skin and eat him alive.
Long before the spell was cast, the Great Witch had warned him that there might be serious backlash afterwards.
Anyway, it wouldn’t endanger his life, Yu Beizhou might as well hear it from his left ear and let it out of his right.
He knew that if the Great Witch saw him in this state, the meddlesome old man would probably say again that he, the dignified son of the Heavenly Way, had fallen into such a desolate state.
For Yu Beizhou, the Great Witch had broken his heart.
But the other party was the former son of the Heavenly Way, the initiator of time reversal, and had countless handles of the Great Yuan Witch Temple in his hands.
It doesn’t matter.
Who cares. After all, his goal has been achieved.
Yu Beizhou thought carelessly, with a pleasant smile.
