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

An unprecedented despair and powerlessness suddenly surged in He Ronger's heart, surging like a tide and surrounding her tightly.

The emotion was so heavy that she almost suffocated. She felt as if she was in a pitch-black abyss, surrounded by impenetrable walls, or tightly bound by an invisible, intangible yet extremely tough net. No matter how she struggled, she could not find a way to escape.

Her heartbeat quickened, her breathing became rapid and erratic, and every breath she took felt like she was inhaling an icy cold wind that pierced her heart.

Her heart seemed to be tightly grasped by an invisible hand, and every beat was accompanied by severe pain.

The pain was not just physical, it was also a tearing apart of the soul.

She closed her eyes, trying to block it all out, but the scenes of betrayal and exploitation played in her mind like a movie, and every frame was too clear to ignore.

It turned out that those people she once thought she could rely on, those people who occupied an important position in her heart, were actually just passers-by wearing hypocritical masks.

They were nice to her only to achieve their own goals.

But she, like a fool, gave her sincerity and trust without reservation.

He Lian'er, the man who once regarded her as a thorn in his side was fine, but even her parents and brothers in this life only treated her as a pawn in order to save He Lian'er.

That’s not all, even her senior brother and master in her previous life were the same.

What she could not accept the most was that even the "Uncle Zou" whom she had always trusted was one of these people.

At this moment, He Ronger's heart was completely chilled.

She could no longer endure this life of being deceived and exploited. Her anger and sadness intertwined into a powerful force that drove her to make an impulsive decision.

She pushed the door open suddenly and rushed out of the side yard desperately, her steps getting faster and faster, as if she wanted to escape from this world full of hypocrisy and betrayal.

Xu Chong's heart was filled with anxiety as if it was on fire. He had no time to care about Ji Mohan behind him. He only wanted to find He Ronger as soon as possible and ensure her safety.

However, when he hurriedly chased out of the yard, what greeted him was an empty yard. He Ronger's figure had long disappeared from his sight, leaving only a few faint whistles in the night wind, as if telling of endless loss and helplessness.

He stopped and looked around, feeling mixed emotions.

On the one hand, his worry about He Ronger was like a huge rock pressing on his chest, making it hard for him to breathe; on the other hand, the heavy instructions that Zou Mubai gave before he left, regarding his responsibility to protect Ji Mohan, also made him feel difficult to decide.

The dilemma made him fall into deep entanglement. His feet involuntarily wandered on the spot, and he repeatedly weighed the possibilities and consequences of each choice in his mind.

At this critical moment, a familiar and urgent voice came from outside the yard, and Xu Chong's heart was shocked like a drowning man grabbing a life-saving straw.

"Xu Chong, come and help!"

The voice carried an unquestionable sense of urgency, which instantly freed Xu Chong from the quagmire of his thoughts.

He suddenly raised his head and looked through the gap in the courtyard gate. He saw several figures staggering towards him from outside the courtyard. They were Fei Xiuwen, Zou Mubai and his group.

Their steps seemed unusually difficult, and it was obvious that they had encountered some unexpected event.

Without thinking too much, Xu Chong immediately rushed to the gate to greet his companions.

While asking about their conditions, he quickly observed each person's injuries and condition.

"Go and help Senior Brother Zou!" Fei Xiuwen's voice was filled with unquestionable anxiety. He knew very well that Zou Mubai's injury could not be delayed.

When Xu Chong heard this, he was startled and immediately responded and quickly ran out of the yard.

Zou Mubai was seen trying to hold on to his body, his face was as pale as paper, but his eyes were still shining with determination.

"Brother Zou!" Xu Chong hurried forward and stretched out his hand to support Zou Mubai.

It was not until the two of them got closer that he realized that Zou Mubai's clothes had already been soaked with blood. It was only because of the black clothes that the shocking scene was not revealed.

At this moment, Xu Chong's heart sank suddenly, and he had a deeper understanding of the battles and dangers that Zou Mubai had experienced.

"Brother Zou, how did you get injured so badly?" Xu Chong's voice was filled with shock and concern that was hard to conceal.

He supported Zou Mubai carefully, fearing that any carelessness would worsen the other's injuries.

Zou Mubai shook his head gently and forced a smile to comfort him.

"It's okay. I've already taken the healing pill. I'll be able to recover some strength after a short rest."

As he spoke, he covered his chest, which was where he was injured. Every breath was accompanied by unbearable pain.

The two of them supported each other and walked into the yard step by step.

The breeze blew gently, bringing a hint of coolness, but it also seemed to slightly relieve the burning and pain in Zou Mubai's body.

However, Zou Mubai was thinking about something else. He looked around, frowned, and asked, "Where's Rong'er?"

When Xu Chong heard Zou Mubai mention He Ronger, his expression became solemn.

He recalled the scene just now and felt mixed emotions.

"Brother Zou, Rong'er...she ran away. I wanted to chase her, but I lost her trace as soon as I left the yard." Xu Chong told the truth, his tone unable to hide his self-blame and worry.

"Run away? Where did you go?" Zou Mubai frowned, his eyes full of worry about He Ronger's safety.

He knew very well that at this turbulent time, undercurrents were surging within Mingxiu Pavilion, and any slight disturbance could lead to unpredictable consequences.

They had just successfully captured Ji Mohan and rescued Si Yao from the cliff after going through many hardships. This series of actions had undoubtedly touched the sensitive nerves of the top management of Mingxiu Pavilion.

If He Ronger was left alone at this time, she would undoubtedly put herself in an extremely dangerous situation.

Xu Chong's face flashed with embarrassment when he heard this. He scratched his head and explained with some difficulty: "I... I don't know either. Just now when we were in the room, Ji Mohan suddenly said something he shouldn't have said, which made Rong very angry. She ran out in a rage, and I couldn't even catch up with her."

Hearing this, Zou Mubai's face became even gloomier.

Ji Mohan, the opponent who has always been hostile to them, is undoubtedly their biggest threat at this time.

Zou Mubai knew very well that Ji Mohan's methods were insidious and cunning. He was worried that Ji Mohan would take advantage of He Ronger's emotional outburst to sow discord between her and even do something worse.

"Ji Mohan? What did he say?" Zou Mubai's voice was low and powerful, and every word revealed his deep vigilance and dissatisfaction with Ji Mohan.

He desperately wanted to know what Ji Mohan had said so that he could judge the danger He Ronger might face and take measures to protect her as soon as possible.