The Sorrowmender

Chapter 59 – The white-haired girl also speaks profound truths

Mo Shengge's voice was always forceful as she tried her best to present her point of view in front of Xu Qingzhou, attempting to make him believe she was right.

In her words, she also tried hard to prove that she was right.

To her, the white-haired girl was like a sharp knife, piercing through all the obstacles in her way.

But she was also very aware that as the white-haired girl grew older, she was gradually slipping out of her control.

And there was nothing she could do about it.

Since she knew the white-haired girl would eventually leave her, why not destroy her before that happened?

She had used her, knew her dangers, and like Xu Qingzhou, she knew things that shouldn't be known.

Mo Shengge couldn't tolerate Xu Qingzhou, so how could she possibly tolerate the white-haired girl?

"The Lady, noble as the mother of a city, above millions, yet cannot tolerate a child, how absurd!"

Xu Qingzhou did not refute her, just sighed and expressed his feelings.

But then he shifted the topic and added another sentence.

"No, it's not that the Lady can't tolerate this child. What the Lady can't tolerate is anything in this world that is beyond her control. Am I right?"

Mo Shengge was taken aback. Xu Qingzhou's last words deeply touched her heartstrings, and she gazed at him with a dazed expression.

If there was truly someone in this world who could see through her thoughts, she believed it would be the young man in front of her.

"The one who knows me is Mister Forgetting Worries."

Xu Qingzhou, however, couldn't help but frown. He would rather not know such things.

He turned his gaze towards the screen on the right side of the hall.

"You heard it all, didn't you?"

Mo Shengge was not a cultivator, so she couldn't detect the presence of someone hidden in an unseen place. Otherwise, how could she have stepped into the hall so calmly?

Upon hearing Xu Qingzhou's words, she instinctively froze, then followed his gaze.

Behind the red silk curtain and the landscape screen, a figure slowly emerged.

Dressed in blue, with a head full of silver hair, the person came out, shadow following.

She kept her head down, dragging an unconscious person behind her as she walked.

Because the person's body was much larger than hers, it was quite conspicuous.

Mo Shengge was horrified; she recognized the young girl in front of her.

She also recognized the unconscious man being dragged by the girl.

Xu Qingzhou's gaze was fixed on Mo Shengge, and from the panic and confusion in her eyes, it was not difficult to see that she hadn't expected to bring this girl to Linfeng City.

Firstly, she knew the white-haired girl's temperament.

Secondly, she didn't know what had transpired between the white-haired girl and Xu Qingzhou.

So when the white-haired girl appeared, Mo Shengge was surprised, especially when she saw the household's offering, knocked out and dragged like a dog.

Along with her shock, a sense of helpless despair arose.

Her last card had been completely torn apart by Xu Qingzhou.

She lost all her previous composure, her eyes filled with panic.

Her gaze shifted between Xu Qingzhou and the white-haired girl who was walking towards her step by step.

Yet she didn't dare to meet either of their eyes for even a second.

She admitted she was scared and panicked.

She was indeed the Lady of the city, ruling over Linfeng City.

Cruel and ruthless, feared by many.

But she was still just a woman, naturally lacking the spirit of a man.

Facing a complete defeat, panic was only natural.

The white-haired girl let go of the man's leg she was dragging and continued walking towards Mo Shengge, step by step.

The light footsteps echoed gently in the brightly lit hall.

Adding a heavy melody to the already oppressive atmosphere.

Mo Shengge's legs moved backward uncontrollably, inch by inch.

The sound of the white-haired girl's footsteps and Mo Shengge's retreating steps became the only sounds in the room.

Finally, Mo Shengge stopped retreating, and the white-haired girl halted her steps.

She slowly raised her head, her clear eyes gazing at Mo Shengge.

Her lips opened and closed, closed and opened, finally uttering only a few words.

"So, in your heart, I'm just an object, right?"

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But even those few words, paired with the clarity in the white-haired girl's eyes, were like a sharp sword, piercing deeply into Mo Shengge's heart.

Her fingers were tightly intertwined under the wide dark robe, biting her red lips.

Her eyes darted around, not knowing how to respond.

To be precise, she didn't know how to face this child; she couldn't bear the clarity in her eyes.

That clarity, when directed at her, always made her filthy heart feel condemned.

With it came a long-lost sense of guilt and shame.

She avoided it out of cowardice and fear.

"Answer me, am I really just an object?"

The white-haired girl asked again, her tone unusually firm.

She already knew the answer, but she still wanted to hear Mo Shengge say it to her face again. Perhaps this was her obsession.

Her last obsession with Mo Shengge.

She only asked, never mentioning Mo Shengge's intent to kill her.

It seemed that in her heart, the answer to this question was more important than life and death.

Mo Shengge remained silent, continuing her silence.

Xu Qingzhou, seeing this stalemate, didn't want to drag it out any longer.

He softly interjected from the side.

"Having come this far, why does the Lady still want to escape? Don't lose this last bit of composure."

"I know the Lady's means are despicable, but she is by no means someone who avoids and retreats. If she truly were, then the Lady would be no different from ordinary women."

Mo Shengge had said that if there was someone in this world who understood her best, it would be Xu Qingzhou, whom she had only met twice.

Just like now, Xu Qingzhou's light words once again struck her heart, awakening her from her panic and confusion.

Yes, she was the Lady of Linfeng City, the master of Linfeng City. How could she be like ordinary women?

Why fear now?

She shouldn't be afraid; only others should be afraid.

She wanted to change her fate, to fight against the heavens, unafraid of life and death.

Her confidence seemed to return at this moment, and her entire demeanor changed.

She raised her head, meeting the white-haired girl's gaze, no longer avoiding it, responding directly.

"Yes, you are just like them."

"From the beginning until now, it's always been this way."

"Why?" the white-haired girl asked again, her eyes slowly lowering.

"Didn't you say I was your family?"

Mo Shengge's lips curled into a smile, but it was full of self-mockery.

"Heh—family? My father, you killed him with your own hands for me. My husband, you injured him for me. And my brother... weren't they all my family?"

"If I could do that to them, why couldn't I do it to you? Besides, you never agreed to be my daughter, did you?"

Her tone became low, filled with malice, sounding particularly chilling.

Xu Qingzhou was moved again upon hearing this, looking at Mo Shengge in disbelief, a hint of fear in his eyes.

Patricide and fratricide, he hadn't expected even Lin Shuo's severe injury was her doing.

No wonder the system spirit had murderous intent back then.

He couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

"This woman is truly ruthless—"