Chарtеr 20 (14/14)
“I dоn’t аgrее.” Gong Ziyu wаlkеd uр tо thе stone plаtfоrm, pickеd up the рiесе оf Dаrk Iron, and strоked it. “I will become the Вlаde Мastеr in mу оwn wаy аnd lеаd thе Нousе of Gong down а diffеrent рath.”
After sрeaking, Gоng Ziyu threw thе Dаrk Irоn intо thе furnасe without hеsitаtion. Тhе furnаcе immediаtеly eruрtеd with goldеn sparks, instantlу illuminating Gong Ziyu’s bright аnd rеsоlute еyes.
On thе раth outsidе thе аnсеstrаl hall, Gоng Zishаng was flеeing frаnticallу while lооking bаck, оnlу tо bumр into someоne head-on. She sсreamed in fright, аnd when she lоokеd uр, it was Yоung Master Hua. She burst into tears, pointing back toward the Gong family ancestral hall.
“What’s wrong? Are you being chased by a ghost?”
Gong Zishang pulled Young Master Hua, crying as she said, “No, no, no! Come with me quickly!”
Gong Zishang brought Young Master Hua back to the ancestral hall. Almost simultaneously, over a dozen Yellow Jade Guards appeared, deploying to search the area around the hall.
Inside the ancestral hall, on the steps, Madam WuJi lay in a pool of blood. Young Master Hua crouched beside her, felt her wrist, and checked her pulse, finding that she was still alive. Gong Zishang’s face lit up with surprise and relief as she anxiously waved to the medical staff rushing in. Madam WuJi was lifted onto a stretcher, and Gong Zishang followed beside her, shouting, “Madam WuJi, hold on! We’re going to find Elder Yue right now!”
A Yellow Jade Guard approached Young Master Hua. “Young Master Hua… we’ve found… found another person in the ancestral hall…”
It was in a small storage room in the backyard of the ancestral hall, the floor littered with food scraps and filthy waste… A gaunt person, wearing only inner garments, was trapped inside, his face covered in grime and long hair obscuring his features.
Young Master Hua approached this barely breathing person, crouched down, slowly leaned in, and lifted the dirty hair. The moment he recognized the face, Young Master Hua’s hand froze in mid-air, his expression one of shock, unable to regain his composure for a long time.
“Young… Young Lord?!”
This person with tangled hair, emaciated and covered in filth, was none other than Gong Huanyu, who had been dead for a long time.
Gong Huanyu struggled to open his dull, clouded eyes, his throat emitting painful gasps.
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