Chapter 1649: Making Amends

These scissors were what the mother had brought from the kitchen when Xiao Sheng was forcibly taken away.

She knew she was just a terminally ill woman, but she couldn’t bear to watch her son being taken away… She had wanted to use these scissors to intimidate those two men and snatch her son back to her side.

Unfortunately, she hadn’t even touched the hem of those two men’s clothes.

But now…

Her scissors had stabbed into the body of the “culprit” behind it all.

In extreme hatred, the scissors were twisted hard in the Lord of Cangyun’s waist. His pale, weak skin was gradually stained with blood. Facing the woman’s backstab and hysterical roar… the Lord of Cangyun just silently pursed his lips, doing nothing.

After the mother finished stabbing, she didn’t know if it was from anger or fear, but her whole body couldn’t stop trembling. She stared fixedly at the man’s profile, like a dying beast.

Just then…

A palm gently grasped her hand that was holding the scissor handle.

The palm was large, and although it was also somewhat cold, compared to the woman who had already lost body heat in the rain, it could be considered warm… The moment she sensed this gentle palm, the woman, who had been breathing heavily from hatred, was slightly stunned.

“…I’m sorry.” The Lord of Cangyun’s hoarse voice sounded. “Truly… I’m sorry…”

The scissors remained stuck in the Lord of Cangyun’s waist, and blood flowed down his waist and legs into the rushing rain of the street.

The Lord of Cangyun had reached the shop for shelter. He bent over, carefully placed the woman under the shed, and then slowly stood up straight…

“If this makes you feel any better… then so be it.”

In the woman’s stunned gaze, the Lord of Cangyun looked down at his waist where the scissors were stuck.

He stood there in silence for a long time, seemingly wanting to explain something, but in the end, he shook his head… and turned to walk into the rain.

The woman stood blankly in place for a long time, the confusion on her face replaced once again by pain. Her life had already been washed away by this heavy rain; how could she let go of her hatred so easily?

She slumped to the ground, roaring with a hideous expression:

“You’ve done so many unconscionable things! Do you think this is enough to make amends?!”

“Lord of Cangyun!! You can’t make amends for anyone!!”

“You deserve to die! You deserve to die!!!”

The Lord of Cangyun’s footsteps paused in the rain.

The woman’s voice echoed through the street. Not only the Lord of Cangyun, but other citizens huddled in their homes waiting to die heard it too…

They struggled to stand up and looked out from their doors or windows. When they saw the blood-soaked figure standing in the rain, their bodies couldn’t stop trembling.

“It’s the Lord of Cangyun!!”

“He seems to be injured?”

“Is that a pair of scissors in his waist?”

“It’s Sister Sun shouting… Did Sister Sun stab the Lord of Cangyun??”

“Lord of Cangyun! You dog!! Give me back my younger brother and sister!!”

“We ended up like this because of you!! Now that we’re going to die, don’t think you’ll live either!!”

“……”

The appearance of the Lord of Cangyun undoubtedly gave these citizens, who had lost everything and could only wait to die in humiliation, a window to vent… Whether it was because he was covered in blood, or because of the scissors stuck in his waist, or perhaps because hatred and anger had occupied everyone’s heart…

They took out their weapons from their homes one after another and rushed hysterically toward the person on the street!

“Who is shouting for Lord Cangyun?!”

“I heard it! In that direction!”

The Dragon-Twisting Warriors who were searching for the whereabouts of the Lord of Cangyun and the Twilight Society also turned their heads toward that direction and set off without hesitation.

However, the moment they took a step, the Lord of Cangyun in the rain waved his hand gently…

The next second, the heavy rain in the eyes of the Dragon-Twisting Warriors turned upside down, the direction and sound completely chaotic, and they could no longer distinguish their bearings…

They were lost in the rain once again.

But the angry citizens were not.

The jackal-like citizens, carrying endless hatred and anger, armed with kitchen knives, iron rods, and even bricks, rushed toward the figure standing in the rain from all directions, their roars echoing through the sky.

The Lord of Cangyun’s eyes slowly swept across the surroundings. No one knew what kind of pain and helplessness were hidden beneath those broken eyes. He could clearly see everyone’s face and discern the hatred in each of them.

He didn’t do much, just silently tied the tie of his blood-stained shirt meticulously…

Then, he slowly closed his eyes.

The heavy rain poured down like a waterfall.

……

Creak—

In the empty hospital room, a figure in theatrical robes sat slowly beside the sickbed.

“I didn’t expect that we would meet again in this form…” Chen Ling’s calm voice echoed in the hospital room.

He looked at Chu Changqing on the hospital bed, whose complexion was as gray as dust and whose body was covered in wounds, a flash of complexity in his eyes.

The latest wound on Chu Changqing’s arm had already scabbed over and didn’t look like it had been left today… If Chen Ling wasn’t mistaken, the Lord of Cangyun hadn’t consumed Chu Changqing’s blood at all in the past two days.

Chen Ling had seen the Chu Changqing and Qi Muyun of the early years. It was hard to imagine how someone as boisterous and loyal as Qi Muyun had survived in such a dark, lightless room by drinking his brother’s blood… Everyone said the Lord of Cangyun was lower than a pig or dog, but perhaps only he himself knew the bitterness and tears behind it.

“I have witnessed the growth of many of the Nine Lords, and I have also seen their endings…”

“But you of this era are the most heartbreaking, and you have endured the most pain.”

“The once-cowardly weakling became a tyrant hated by the whole world; the most cheerful and loyal man was forced into becoming a villain who could only survive by drinking his brother’s blood; and you, the most vital one… became a vegetable rotting here.”

Chen Ling sat in the chair, watching the shadows cast by the candlelight curl and sway on the wall, watching the gray figure lying motionless on the bed like a plant, and sighed softly.

“I did have some anger and prejudice toward you, but thinking about it carefully, you actually didn’t do anything wrong.”

“I don’t know if you still retain consciousness… If you could see everything that is happening now, I wonder if you would regret the decision you made before.”

“No…”

“Forget it.”

“If you were still awake… perhaps that would be the most painful thing.”

Chen Ling shook his head, threw those messy thoughts aside, and looked at the time on the wall.

The current Lord of Cangyun was still outside attracting attention; his time should be running out… He had to retrieve the Lord of Nanhai as soon as possible and then go find him.

Just as Chen Ling looked down at Chu Changqing again, he suddenly froze in place.

At some point,

two lines of turbid tears… actually flowed from the corners of Chu Changqing’s eyes.