Chapter 637: From now on, Nangong Mo lives for Ye Qingran!

"You unfilial brat, it seems my lack of discipline over the years has caused you to be so arrogant and look down on everyone!"

Nan Gong Cang's gaze was like lightning, his expression cold and fierce; if Nangong Mo were not his son, he would have eliminated him long ago.

"Guards, bring him back to Huangjin City; without my permission, he may not take a single step out of Huangjin City!"

As Nan Gong Cang finished speaking, a hulking guard from Huangjin City stepped toward Nangong Mo.

"Is the lord planning to house‑arrest me?" Nangong Mo was so disheartened that he could no longer even utter "father."

"I am your father, and whatever I command you to do, you will obey!" Nan Gong Cang roared.

Several men approached Nangong Mo expressionlessly.

"Who dares!"

Nangong Mo's brows darkened, a terrifying aura radiated from his whole body, causing those who came to seize him to keep their distance.

"You wayward son, still plotting rebellion?"

Nan Gong Cang's anger was uncontainable.

Seeing the already terrible father‑son relationship about to turn into outright enmity, the happiest of all was Shangguan Rong.

She had been worrying that, once Nangong Mo's leg healed and he could forge Golden Battle Armor again, he might regain Nan Gong Cang's favor and replace her own child, Nan Gong Han.

Now it seems she overthought it.

Nangong Mo was ultimately completely abandoned by Nan Gong Cang!

"If I told you I've never coveted that position, would you believe me?" Nangong Mo lowered his eyes, his voice as faint as a breeze.

The lordship of Huangjin City—he truly doesn't care!

All he wants is for his family to live together happily.

Even such a simple wish has always been a luxury.

Nan Gong Han was momentarily stunned, then furrowed his brows and retorted, "Do you yourself believe it?"

In this world, who doesn't covet power? Especially the lordship of Huangjin City—countless people in Beimingzhou covet it!

How could Nangong Mo possibly not covet it?

He simply doesn't believe it!

Nangong Mo chuckled softly upon hearing that.

He knew that, no matter what he said, his father would never believe him.

Just as when he once told him that Shangguan Rong had killed his mother, his father didn't believe it.

Later he said Shangguan Rong had destroyed his legs, and his father still didn't believe.

Now he tells him he never coveted the lordship, yet his father still doesn't believe.

Perhaps in his life, he is merely a dispensable existence.

If the accumulated disappointments over the years have already left him utterly disillusioned with his father, then today's exchange became the final straw that broke the camel's back.

He, Nangong Mo, from today onward will harbor no more fantasies about this father!

When Nangong Mo lifted his eyes again, his gaze was calm and placid.

"Given that, Nan Gong Cang, let us… sever the father‑son bond!"

"What did you say? Traitor!" Nan Gong Cang's eyes widened; he could hardly believe those words came from Nangong Mo's mouth.

Of course, he has many offspring, so whether Nangong Mo is present or not matters little; however, Nangong Mo daring to declare, before so many people, that he wishes to cut ties with his father is undeniably a slap in the face!

He is the lord of Huangjin City; how could he ever have endured such an insult?

"You gave birth to me, yet never raised me…" Nangong Mo whispered, then did something none of the onlookers expected…

He swung his long spear and severed his own arm!

Fresh blood splattered!

A sight to behold!

Everyone's gaze froze!

"Since that is so, let the severed arm be proof: from now on, Nangong Mo and you, Nan Gong Cang, shall have all ties cut, as strangers on separate paths!"

Such resolve!

Nan Gong Cang was startled.

He thought Nangong Mo was merely speaking casually, but never expected him to actually dare such a deed!

Shangguan Rong, however, showed a hint of excited smile.

The foolish Nangong Mo, daring to cut ties with Nan Gong Cang, was essentially courting death!

Without Huangjin City's protection, what support does he have? She could crush him as easily as crushing an ant!

Yet at that moment, Nangong Mo's hawk‑like gaze shot out, sharp and cold, like the eye of the Grim Reaper.

Shangguan Rong shivered all over, an extreme chill enveloped her, making her feel as if she had fallen into an ice vault.

Nangong Mo infinitely unleashed the potential of his golden bloodline, forging Golden Battle Armor that greedily siphoned the energy of the Bu Tian Stone.

His purpose was clear: to kill Shangguan Rong!

He struck swiftly, like lightning. Nan Gong Cang, still stunned by Nangong Mo's audacity to sever ties and then dazzled by the Golden Battle Armor, momentarily lost his reaction.

On one side, Nangong Mo seized the moment, burning his bridges; on the other, Nan Gong Cang was dazed, and finally…

Pfft~

His long spear pierced Shangguan Rong's chest, crushing her heart, and finally the spear tip emerged from her back!

Shangguan Rong's pupils contracted to a dot, her eyes reflecting Nangong Mo's death‑like visage.

She never dreamed she'd die so suddenly, and at the hands of the worthless man she had always despised!

"Rong'er?!"

Realizing too late, Nan Gong Cang shouted, rushed to act, but it was already too late.

"Traitor! I will kill you!"

Nan Gong Cang's eyes seemed ready to split. Shang Guan Rong was the woman he loved most. And she was killed by Nangong Mo just like that!

Nangong Mo, however, raised his spear and laughed up at the heavens.

"Hahaha~"

Mother, I have finally avenged you!

Laughing, tears fell one by one, sinking into the dust.

But why couldn't he feel any joy?

Indeed, what does killing Shang Guan Rong achieve?

His mother will never return!

The suffering she endured while alive will never lessen!

"Ah!!!" Nangong Mo howled to the heavens, his voice shaking the sky.

All his resentment turned into a surging sound wave, which eventually vanished without a trace!

He stood still, letting Nan Gong Cang strike at him without dodging.

There is no greater sorrow than a dead heart.

Nangong Mo's heart was already dead.

Then what meaning does living have?

However, what he didn't see was that when Nan Gong Cang made his move, Ye Qingran also acted!

"Who are you?" As Nan Gong Cang was about to close in on Nangong Mo, a figure blocked his path.

"I am his lifesaver," Ye Qingran said calmly.

Lifesaver?

Nangong Mo seemed to finally react, casting a bewildered gaze at Ye Qingran.

Ye Qingran turned her back to him, tilted her face slightly, and said, "I exhausted a great deal of effort to heal your legs, and you just die like this—does that repay me?"

Nangong Mo's eyes, once like still water, now held a glimmer of light.

She added, "Your life now belongs to me. I won't let you die, so you must live properly for me!"

That's so domineering.

Nangong Mo's nearly stagnant heartbeat suddenly surged.

In that instant, he seemed to find a reason to live.

"Fine." He flashed a smile at her, as brilliant as a star‑filled river.

From now on, Nangong Mo would live for Ye Qingran!