Drunken Swordsman: I choose the ruthless way, why are you crying?

Chapter 30: Relatives? I have no relatives since I was a child!
Langya Holy Land.

In a quiet room in the Langya Holy Land, Qin Hao slowly woke up.

His consciousness was still a little fuzzy and his head was dizzy, as if there was a fog covering it, making his thinking slow and heavy.

Qin Hao just opened his eyes, his heavy eyelids felt like they were hung with a thousand-pound weight, his vision was a little blurry, and the whole world seemed to be separated by a layer of gauze in his eyes.

But he still subconsciously reached to the side, and when he touched the familiar magic sword, he felt that it was still there, and Qin Hao immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

With the magic sword in his hand, he was not panicking. This magic sword seemed to be his last line of defense in this world full of unknowns and dangers, and it was also his closest support in this world.

He turned his head with great effort, and the scene he saw instantly lifted his relaxed mood.

I saw Chaos Stone lying on the Devouring Magic Gourd, drinking wine happily. It looked so comfortable. There was a faint aroma of wine around it, as if it was immersed in a wonderful world that belonged to it alone.

Qin Hao was immediately furious and threw it out without even thinking.

"You little bastard, you promised to let me drink." Chaos Stone rolled several times in the air and finally managed to stabilize its body, yelling in dissatisfaction.

Chaos Stone's tone sounded somewhat angry and aggrieved, as if he had suffered great abuse from Qin Hao.

With a "swoosh", the Netherworld Demon Sword was unsheathed and the Chaos Stone immediately closed its mouth.

Qin Hao sneered: "Did you save me? You just drink? Don't you see what the situation is now!"

His voice was cold and stern, and his eyes revealed his dissatisfaction with the Chaos Stone.

You are not good at fighting, but you are the best at stealing and being cunning!
Chaos Stone muttered softly, as if cursing Qin Hao, but the voice was unclear, and he probably knew that he was in the wrong.

Qin Hao frowned and began to look around. He saw that the room was simply and elegantly decorated. There were several landscape paintings hanging on the walls and a faint sandalwood scent filled the air.

The landscape in the painting seemed to have a tranquil and profound artistic conception, but Qin Hao had no intention of appreciating it at this moment.

The scent of sandalwood should make people feel peaceful and relaxed, but at this moment he felt a little uneasy in his heart. Those things could not attract his attention. He just wanted to know where he was.

"What is this place?" Qin Hao asked, with a hint of doubt and vigilance in his voice.

"It seems to be called Langya Holy Land." Chaos Stone answered casually.

"Langya Holy Land..." Qin Hao murmured to himself, recalling some fragments in his mind. Lin Suxi seemed to have said before that she was from the Langya Holy Land.

He thought again of the middle-aged man who rescued him, the man who claimed to be his uncle: "Uncle..."

But why would they save themselves?

The ruthlessness and indifference of Prince Zhan's Mansion have completely cut off Qin Hao's thoughts of family affection.

In his opinion, the world is full of hypocrisy and exploitation, and he doesn't believe that there is anyone in this world who would be nice to him for no reason.

Even if he was rescued, he didn't believe that the other party had good intentions.

Could it be that he wanted to capture this devil himself in exchange for benefits?

Or is it to kill one's own relatives in public for the sake of justice, in order to gain a good reputation for slaying demons and eliminating evil?

Thinking of these possibilities, Qin Hao's heart became more determined to leave. Thinking of this, Qin Hao's eyes became more indifferent, and there was no longer a trace of hesitation in his eyes. He must leave this place as soon as possible, no longer have anything to do with these people, and don't want to fall into other people's conspiracies and calculations again.

So, Qin Hao quickly stood up, took a deep breath, and adjusted the disordered breath in his body. His movements were decisive and resolute, without any delay. He pushed open the door without hesitation, and the door made a "creaking" sound, as if telling of his determination.

Walking out of the room, there is a quiet courtyard outside. The sunlight shines on the ground, forming spots of light. Those spots of light are like golden fish scales, flashing dazzling light.

The courtyard is filled with all kinds of exotic flowers and plants, and the breeze brings bursts of floral fragrance.

However, Qin Hao had just stepped out of the room and walked not far when he saw a figure appearing hurriedly with medicine in his hand. It was Lin Suxi.

She had a pretty face, but looked a little haggard, and her eyes were full of anxiety and worry. The worry was so deep that it seemed as if Qin Hao's safety was everything in her life.

"Hao'er...where are you going?"

Lin Suxi looked anxious and worried, and quickly stepped forward to grab Qin Hao.

Her steps were slightly unsteady and her hands were shaking slightly due to nervousness.

"You're so badly injured."

Her voice was full of concern, her tone was urgent and sincere, as if Qin Hao's injury was more important than her own.

Her eyes were fixed on Qin Hao, her eyes filled with deep worry.

Lin Suxi looked at Qin Hao, her eyes full of heartache, and that look seemed to be able to transfer all the pain in Qin Hao's body to herself.

Her breathing became rapid, and every breath was filled with concern for Qin Hao.

"Hao'er, do you really not want your mother?" Lin Suxi's voice trembled slightly, and there was a hint of fear and terror in that trembling, the fear of losing her child.

Her tears welled up in her eyes, as if they would burst out at any time. The tears blurred her vision but could not blur her love for Qin Hao.

Qin Hao looked at Lin Suxi with tears in her eyes, but his heart was calm and his expression was very cold. After all, in his memory, he had never experienced warmth and love from his relatives. Those long dark nights and the pain he endured alone had made his heart hard as iron.

They put me in the wilderness, disregarding my life and death, and left me to fend for myself in the War Prince's Palace. What's the point of having such parents? Those painful memories flooded into my mind like a tide.

"I'm sorry, I have no relatives since I was a child!"

His voice was cold, and every word was like a sharp knife stabbing Lin Suxi's heart.

The voice seemed to completely isolate him from the person in front of him, building an invisible high wall between him and Lin Suxi.

Lin Suxi couldn't hold back her tears at last, and they flowed down like beads that had broken off the string.

"Hao'er, mother knows that you have suffered a lot and suffered a lot of grievances, but mother now knows that she was wrong, and mother is sorry for you." Her voice was choked with sobs, and every word was filled with deep self-blame and regret.

Lin Suxi held the corner of Qin Hao's clothes tightly with both hands, her knuckles turned white due to the force, as if if she let go, Qin Hao would disappear forever.

Qin Hao was unmoved and said coldly: "Save these words for deceiving others."

His eyes were still cold and he tried to break free from Lin Suxi's hand, but Lin Suxi held his sleeve tightly and refused to let go, as if this was her last hope.

(End of this chapter)