Chapter 6: Admitting You Were Wrong? You

Qin Yuan... left? Yu Ruowei simply could not believe it.

Her eyes were splitting with rage as she dragged her two broken legs, still maintaining the posture from just a moment ago—stretching out her hand, trying to touch Qin Yuan—but in the next second, the person she wanted to touch had already abandoned her and fled alone.

Before her eyes, the smoke of battle still lingered, along with the hole created when Qin Yuan was kicked away.

"Family Head, I will go after him!"

Lu Daoran did not even glance at Yu Ruowei; he raised his Spear without hesitation, intending to pursue, but before he could gather his Qi to fly on his sword, he saw Lu Ren's gesture to stop.

"No need," Lu Ren said calmly. "Although he is severely injured, he used Yi Yaoyue's Secret Technique to escape. If you go rashly, you are highly likely to fall into a trap."

A Child of Luck is a Child of Luck after all; even if Lu Daoran went, it would be of no use.

Lu Daoran opened his mouth, then retreated in dejection.

Qin Yuan had caused Yu Ruowei to end up like this; if he were not killed, it would be hard to resolve the hatred in his heart.

Although he had already decided that there would be no more ties between him and Yu Ruowei in this life, the culprit still deserved the punishment he was due.

"I, I..."

At this point, Yu Ruowei finally knew fear, and she stammered, opening her mouth to beg for mercy.

Even now, she still thought it was like in the past, that she had merely made a harmless mistake, and as long as she lowered her head a little and apologized, relying on her status as the pampered darling of the Lu Family, no one would fail to forgive her.

"I was wro..."

Before she could even finish her sentence, Lu Ren had already looked over.

But what greeted Yu Ruowei was not Lu Ren reaching out to help her with warmth, but his gaze, which looked at her as if she were a dead person.

He said, "This matter is concluded. Daoran, expel Yu Ruowei from the Lu Family."

"Yes." Lu Daoran nodded steadily, walked to a spot not far from Yu Ruowei, and picked up the dagger she had dropped.

Yu Ruowei looked at the brother walking toward her in panic and terror.

Just like many times in the past, she reached out to grab the hem of Lu Daoran's clothes, crying and calling out.

"Brother, I know I was wrong, will you please plead for me?"

"I don't want to leave you, I don't want to leave the Lu Family; this is the place where I grew up."

"I have repented, I will repent! Qin Yuan abandoned me and fled alone, I was just deceived by him, don't expel me!"

"Brother, Brother, I beg you!"

She cried out, and Lu Daoran's footsteps stopped in front of her; he sighed.

Yu Ruowei originally thought there was a turning point and, before she could even show a joyful expression, she heard Lu Daoran speak slowly.

"Ruowei, in this world, you can do many things wrong, but there are some things that are forbidden zones you must never touch, no matter what."

"This time, even I cannot protect you."

Yu Ruowei did not believe it.

Lu Daoran was a rare genius in the world, and everyone said he was Lu Ren's successor; if he spoke up for her, how could he fail to protect her? He must be lying to her!

Before she could angrily start to curse, a chill flashed across her throat.

Lu Daoran lowered his eyes; he had sealed Yu Ruowei's ability to speak, unwilling to listen to any more of her unrepentant words.

Wrong?

Hardly.

It was nothing more than fear!

Looking back at Lu Ren's figure as he had already turned and left, Lu Daoran did not hesitate in the slightest; the dagger in his hand plunged straight into the girl's pupils, the tip of the blade flicking lightly.

"..." Yu Ruowei's beautiful face twisted instantly, but she could not make a sound; one could only see from her distorted face how painful it was to have her eyes gouged out by force!

Like a boiled shrimp, she bent her waist tightly, folding herself up on the ground, convulsing and curling up in agony. On the ground mixed with blood and dust, two more claw marks appeared.

Not far from her, two still-warm crystals fell to the ground mixed with blood, *plop*, blooming into two small flowers of blood.

Lu Daoran applied a Stop-Bleeding Talisman to her, put away the dagger, and exhaled a breath of turbid air, making no effort to hide the grief in his eyes.

No matter how sharp he appeared, this was, after all, the sister he had depended on for survival...

He grabbed the back of Yu Ruowei's neck, hauled her up, and walked step by step toward the outside of the Lu Family gates.

The rest of the Lu Family members were also tight-lipped, moving one after another to perform their respective duties.

The crystals in the air drifted into the hand of Lu Daoshuang, who had raised her hand to retrieve them; she put them away properly, preparing to return them to Lu Ren.

These were merely trifles, not worth Lu Ren's concern.

The entire Lu Family had not changed in the slightest with the loss of Yu Ruowei; in fact, its Qi Luck was even more prosperous.

The water curtain in the sky vanished, and the people in Wanren City felt a bit of regret, yet also felt it was a spectacle to behold.

"I never expected the Lu Family Head to be so ruthless; he could just throw away a daughter he raised for over ten years!"

"What are you saying? If Yu Ruowei hadn't offended the Lu Family Head, how could he have reached this point? When it comes down to it, this Lu Family foster daughter didn't know how to cherish her own good fortune."

"That Lu Daoran is capable of great things, not constrained by trifles... tsk tsk, but can he really serve the Lu Family Head who killed his own sister wholeheartedly?"

Yu Ruowei was not yet dead.

But now her eyes were blind, her legs disabled, her cultivation completely destroyed, and she had no protective items; she was no different from being dead.

"Junior Martial Uncle, can we go now!"

In the corner of the alley, the young man looked helplessly at the Old Beggar, exhausted and worn out.

The Old Beggar waved his hand impatiently, as if shooing away a fly.

"What's the rush? This old man already said, there is still one more good show in this Wanren City that hasn't started yet!"

There's more?

The young man was stunned.

Wasn't this already over? That Lu Family foster daughter had already been expelled, where else could there be a good show to watch?

At the gates of Wanren City.

Yu Ruowei was thrown onto the ground without mercy; the seal on her throat had not yet been lifted, so she could only sob with muffled sounds.

A flicker of complexity flashed through Lu Daoran's eyes.

But in the end, all thoughts and all emotions were wiped away by him one by one.

His younger sister, charming and cute, innocent and lively, had died because of Qin Yuan at the mere age of eighteen.

He would find Qin Yuan to take revenge.

The person before him was nothing more than a traitor to the Lu Family, not worth pitying in death.

Taking one last look at Yu Ruowei, who was fumbling at the city gate, trying to crawl up only to fall again and again, wailing miserably and silently, Lu Daoran turned his head and left.

The youth's lips were pressed deathly white, his fists tightly clenched, yet he would absolutely not look back! After Lu Daoran left, a group of beggars surrounded her, and seeing the once high-and-mighty heaven-favored daughter reduced to this state, they could not help but click their tongues.

One of them asked with disgust: "Big Brother, what should we do?"

The leading beggar stroked his chin, but in the end, he shook his head with regret.

"Forget it, keep an eye on her; don't let those scabby-headed ones take her away. Since the Lu Family Head didn't kill her, either he wants her to live and experience pain, or he still has lingering feelings."

"Tell the people under us to be sharp lately; I think, perhaps our Lu Family Head wants to use this woman to fish... Hehe."

He waved his hand, letting his underling take Yu Ruowei to the side; when he looked up, his messy hair was blown by the wind, and on that dirty face, only a pair of eyes were incomparably shrewd, flickering with the light of ambition.

(End of this chapter)