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

When He Ronger heard the sudden voice, her body stiffened slightly involuntarily.

Then she slowly turned around, her eyes passing through the space a few steps away and falling on He Kangcheng and Xi Ruxin who were standing side by side.

Their shadows lengthened in the sunlight, but it seemed that they could never touch her frozen heart.

Their faces were full of expectation and pleading, and their eyes were flashing with complex light, as if begging for a warm response.

However, this expectation did not cause the slightest ripple in He Ronger's heart. Instead, it made her pretty but slightly immature face instantly fall, like a flower hit by autumn frost, losing its former vitality and color.

Her eyes were filled with indifference, as well as deep disappointment and pain, as if at this moment, all the past had turned into sharp blades, cutting her heart one by one.

"What... are you calling me for?" He Ronger's voice was low and cold, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from between her teeth, with a barely perceptible tremor and strong impatience.

Her tone showed helplessness about the current situation and accusations about the past. It was as if she was questioning, or struggling with herself.

Seeing this, He Kangcheng and Xi Ruxin on the opposite side looked at each other, with a hint of imperceptible panic and guilt in their eyes.

They opened their mouths and wanted to say something, but their throats seemed to be blocked by something and they couldn't utter a word for a long time.

The embarrassment and helplessness were infinitely magnified at this moment. The air seemed to freeze, making people suffocate.

"If it's nothing important, I'll leave first." He Ronger finally broke the silence. Her tone was resolute and firm, without any hesitation.

She turned to leave.

In her heart, she had already lost all expectations and fantasies about this selfish and heartless pair of parents.

The tragedy of her past life haunted her like a nightmare, and she could not let it go. She clearly remembered that it was because of their indulgence and partiality that He Lian'er hurt herself recklessly and eventually pushed her into the abyss of death.

Now, she just wants to get away from it all, start her life again, and never want to have anything to do with these painful memories again.

However, He Ronger had just taken two steps when her steps came to an abrupt halt because of He Kangcheng's heavy and urgent voice.

"He Rong'er, even if you don't want to forgive us, you still have the blood of our He family flowing in your veins!"

He Ronger turned back slowly and indifferently, his eyes piercing through the air like a sharp blade, shooting straight at He Kangcheng.

Her voice was cold and firm, with a hint of sarcasm and disdain: "Oh? Then, according to Elder He's logic, should I be grateful and turn a blind eye to your partiality and indulgence, and even sing praises for the pain that He Lian'er has inflicted on me?"

As soon as these words came out, He Kangcheng's face turned pale instantly, as if the scar he was most reluctant to face was revealed in public.

His lips trembled slightly, and he wanted to refute, but found himself speechless. He could only glare at He Ronger, his eyes filled with complex emotions - anger, unwillingness, and a hint of imperceptible frustration.

At this time, Xi Ruxin, who was standing by, saw this and hurriedly stepped forward, tightly grasped He Kangcheng's hand, trying to calm his anger that was about to erupt.

She took a deep breath and looked at He Ronger with unprecedented tenderness, her voice trembling and pleading.

"Rong'er, Dad and Mom know that we were wrong in the past. We were deceived by He Lian'er's disguise, which caused you so much harm. Now that the truth is out, our hearts are filled with regret and self-blame. Can you... give us a chance to reform and forgive Dad and Mom?"

These words not only eased He Kangcheng's expression a little, but also surprised the others present.

Fei Xiuwen, who was standing by, was stunned as he heard this, thinking what a ridiculous request this was.

He was about to step forward and prepare to defend He Ronger with sharp words, but was gently pulled back by Zou Mubai, who signaled him to remain calm.

Zou Mubai communicated with Fei Xiuwen through eye contact, telling him that at this moment, what He Ronger needed was not the interference of others, but her own decision and strength.

Therefore, Fei Xiuwen had to suppress his discontent and retreated to a farther place with Zou Mubai, quietly observing the scene and silently cheering for He Ronger in his heart.

He Ronger's heart is like an old tree that has come back to life in spring but has no more vitality. It had already been blown away by the wind at the desperate end of her previous life, leaving behind only an empty shell, walking alone in this strange world.

Her eyes were deep, as if they could see through the darkness and hypocrisy in the deepest part of people's hearts, but she could no longer ignite any hope for family affection.

The warmth and care that she once thought was within her reach were now nothing more than floating clouds in the distant sky, out of reach and no need to hope for them anymore.

She learned to protect herself from indifference, burying her past pains deep in her heart and turning them into indestructible armor.

In this life, she no longer has any unrealistic fantasies about her parents and brothers.

To her, their love was a thing of the past and could no longer be pursued.

As long as they no longer become the haze in her life, she is willing to let the past grudges go with the wind on the grounds of blood ties, but this does not mean that she will give them any form of forgiveness.

"Forgiveness is too luxurious a word."

He Ronger's voice was calm and resolute. Every word seemed to come from the deepest part of her heart, with unquestionable power. "It can't erase the unforgettable pain, and it can't make the lost life bloom again. For me, those injuries are like a mark engraved on the soul, which will never be forgotten. Even if time can dilute everything, the cracks in my heart can never be repaired as before."

She raised her eyes slightly, with a hint of sarcasm in her eyes.

"As for your visit at this moment, if I hadn't suddenly become what you call the 'lucky star', I'm afraid our story would have ended with the disappearance of He Lian'er.

Tell me, what do you want? Is it wealth, power, or something else I can give? I can try my best to give you all, but please remember that this is only to end the entanglement between us, not any form of reconciliation. "

The faces of He Kangcheng and his wife were very ugly, but soon they revealed a hint of greed.

"Since you said so, as the lucky star of our He family and even the Qixuan Sect, shouldn't you make some contribution to our family? Pills, talismans, as long as you give us something, we won't refuse it."

Since they couldn't get their daughter's forgiveness, they decided to go all out and directly ask for cultivation resources.

He Rong'er was not surprised, as if she had expected it, and said calmly: "Okay, come to my place in three days to pick it up. These will be used to buy out the father-daughter relationship between us."