I was killed by my relatives, and I am reborn to be ruthless.

In He Xingwen's heart, an indescribable anger suddenly erupted like a volcano that had been suppressed for a long time.

His eyes flashed with reluctance and doubt, and his voice trembled slightly with excitement: "Mother, have you witnessed her stealing with your own eyes? Or have you heard her conspiring with others in the dark? Moreover, if you had not seen her do it with your own eyes, how could you have so arbitrarily pinned the crime on her? Where is the evidence? Can you determine a person's innocence based on speculation and prejudice alone?"

Xi Ruxin was hit hard by He Xingwen's series of questions. Her face gradually turned from tough to pale and her eyes became wandering.

In the end, she could not bear the moral torture any more. Shame and uneasiness intertwined together, forcing her to lower her head. Her long hair covered half of her face, making her look extremely lonely.

These were all told to her by Lian'er, so of course she had never seen them with her own eyes.

But she just believed in Lian'er, because in her heart, Lian'er never lied.

Could it be that Lian'er really lied to her?

impossible.

This scene was seen by the furious He Kangcheng. He slammed the table and roared in anger: "Asshole! How dare you disobey your mother like this! Although we didn't see it with our own eyes, the world is complicated. How can we judge everything based on your words alone? Since you say she is innocent, then you should show us the evidence! Prove that those evil deeds have nothing to do with her!"

He Xingwen was so shaken by the sudden roar that he lost his balance and staggered back a few steps involuntarily, almost falling to the ground.

He tried to stand still, with shock and unwillingness in his eyes. He took a deep breath and tried to calm the turbulent waves in his heart.

He Xingwen felt mixed emotions. He knew very well that his parents' preference for He Lian'er had not been established overnight, but the degree of favoritism at this moment was far beyond his imagination.

This preference, like a thick haze, shrouded him and the truth, making him feel suffocated like never before.

Public opinion in the spirit world was surging. Even though the whole city was in uproar and accusations were endless, Dad and Mom still stubbornly believed in He Lian'er's innocence, as if the comments from the outside world were nothing but nonsense.

This blind trust made He Xingwen feel both sad and helpless.

He thought of Rong'er, the woman who was once a member of the family but had long since become disheartened and chose to cut off all ties with the He family.

Ronger's departure is not only a physical departure, but also a complete break in the heart. If she could feel even a little bit of care and protection from her parents, perhaps the story would have a different direction.

But the reality is cruel. Rong'er had seen through it all. She used her actions to declare her complete disappointment and giving up on this family.

"Rong'er..." He Xingwen said silently in his heart. He understood Rong'er's decision and felt sad for her.

In this family full of prejudice and injustice, she chose to redeem herself and face the future alone.

Although he was in the middle of it, he gradually realized that if he wanted to find fairness that belonged to him, he might need to leave the house like Rong'er and make his parents realize the seriousness of the matter.

He Xingwen's gaze was like a deep pool, complex and solemn. He stared deeply at the weak Xi Ruxin lying on the bed.

Then, he slowly turned around and his eyes met He Kangcheng's. There was an emotion mixed with disappointment and persistence in his eyes.

He spoke in a deep voice, and every word seemed to hit the air like a heavy hammer: "Since my parents have such little trust in me, then any more words would be redundant. The sect has many matters to attend to, and they cannot be delayed. I will not stay any longer and will take my leave first."

After he finished speaking, his face became even colder, like frost in winter.

He took steps forward without the slightest hesitation, and every step seemed so resolute, as if he was bidding his final farewell to some emotion in his heart.

The door slammed shut behind him, cutting off all unfinished words and leaving behind only a lonely and determined figure.

In the room, He Kangcheng and his wife looked at each other, and the atmosphere froze for a moment.

He Kangcheng pursed his lips tightly, a complex emotion flashed in his eyes, he lowered his head silently, as if thinking about some unspeakable problem.

Xi Ruxin gently stroked the edge of the bed, looking at the empty doorway, feeling mixed emotions.

She sighed softly, her tone filled with complaints and confusion: "Why is the third child still so stubborn? What did he get from that wild girl that made him defend her so desperately?"

He Kangcheng sat in the house, feeling uneasy.

In fact, he had already silently reflected on what He Xingwen said in his heart, and also reflected on his completely different attitudes towards his two daughters.

Recalling the scene when He Ronger first arrived at the He family, she came from the human world at that time and felt a little awkward and uneasy.

Although He Kangcheng didn't like this child who suddenly appeared at first, the feeling of blood connection made it impossible for him to be completely indifferent. After all, she was also a member of this family and the continuation of his bloodline.

However, compared with He Lian'er, He Rong'er's treatment was particularly different.

He Lian'er, the child regarded as a "lucky star" by the family, has been the apple of everyone's eye since childhood. Her brilliance seems to overshadow the existence of all other children.

In such a comparison, He Kangcheng's attention and concern for He Ronger naturally seemed much less. He had never really tried to understand her inner world in depth, nor had he carefully considered whether she was really as unbearable as the outside world said.

When He Ronger showed extraordinary talent and was noticed by the sect's highly respected uncle master, He Kangcheng actually had complicated feelings.

As for whether He Ronger was really wronged or treated unfairly, these issues did not actually occupy a very important position in He Kangcheng's mind.

He made his own choice based on the balance between family interests and personal feelings.

But at this moment, with He Xingwen's questioning and departure, he had to re-examine his past and think about those neglected emotions and truths.

Especially now, the news that He Lian'er has been possessed by a demon has spread throughout the entire spiritual world, and it is no longer something that can be fooled by their partiality as parents.

At the same time, He Lian'er, who was hiding far away in a remote mountain forest, was looking through her empty storage bag, looking for elixirs that could suppress the rampant demonic energy.

The poison she was infected with during the previous confrontation with He Ronger was so strong that even after taking the antidote pill in time, it still aroused the demonic energy in her body.

He Lian'er looked at the sky, counted the spirit stones in the storage bag, put on a veil hat, and walked towards the nearest town.

She had to buy some pills as soon as possible to suppress this power, otherwise she would have to wait for death.