Xuanxia

Chapter 583 Father and Son

"Hua Xincheng... This name, in my past life, has always been the three characters engraved on the tablet at home."

Hua Wuying stood in front of the iron bars, lowered his head and said, "I didn't know you were still alive."

On the other side of the iron fence, there is a large shadow.

The man in the black hat...or Hua Xincheng, was just like he always was, his whole body was completely immersed in the shadows and his figure could not be seen at all.

"Shadowless."

Hua Xincheng's voice came from the shadows: "But I have always been paying attention to you."

"The day you opened your martial arts acupoints, I was watching you from ten feet away. The first time you held a sword and learned sword skills, I was behind you, next to the rockery. You..."

He was halfway through his words when he was interrupted by Hua Wuying.

"So, what about the day Mom died?"

Hua Wuying's voice was not cold, but there was no trace of emotion in it: "Where are you?"

Hua Xincheng was silent.

After a moment, his sigh came from the shadows: "...I'm killing people."

"You're killing people." Hua Wuying didn't sneer, nor did he have any sarcasm on his face. He just had a deep sense of disappointment: "If that's the case, why did you... marry my mother in the first place?"

"Ugh……"

Hua Xincheng sighed again and said softly: "It's too late to say this now."

As soon as these words were spoken, Hua Wuying's face darkened and a vein on his forehead jumped.

But his excellent upbringing allowed him to remain calm.

"You are not fit to be a husband, nor a father."

Hua Wuying said slowly: "Even as a brother, you are not worthy... Brother Fu has already told me everything you did around Master, but in my opinion, it was ridiculous."

"He took you out of the assassin organization and saved you from being a killing tool, but you chose to become a killer again."

"You keep saying that you founded Xiyu Pavilion for the sake of the Wulin Alliance's growth, but when Master took another path and gradually became a tool in the hands of those bigwigs, you watched him sink deeper and deeper, and even repeatedly helped him behind the scenes."

"He spent his whole life trying to be a good person, but you watched him fall into depravity and perish, and you just let him do it."

Hua Wuying shook his head and said, "I shouldn't say this, but... I feel ashamed for having such a father."

In the shadows, Hua Xincheng's breathing clearly became heavier.

"I came here today just to say these few words."

Hua Wuying looked extremely disappointed: "Originally, I thought you would say something... but now it seems that my guess was right."

He raised his head and stared at the shadow in the cell: "I, Hua Wuying, was originally a fatherless child, and you also abandoned your wife and children a long time ago. Meeting you today is the fulfillment of my wish... So let it be, after today's farewell, you and I, father and son, will never meet again."

After saying that, he turned around and walked away without any hesitation.

Just then, Hua Xincheng's voice came from the shadows.

"...Wuying, wait a minute."

He whispered, "One more thing."

Hua Wuying stopped but did not look back.

There were no footsteps on the other side of the iron fence, but Hua Xincheng slowly walked out from the shadows.

His face, which was very similar to Hua Wuying's, was already bloody. The black robe he once wore was long gone, and he was only wearing a tattered prison uniform. However, the originally white prison uniform was stained with blood, and the coagulated blood turned black. He even wore it like a black uniform.

As a powerful person who could cultivate the Lingshu Qiyuan Dafa to the Dongtian realm, he should not have been injured, but the special shackles on his hands and feet clearly stifled his ability to recover.

"You have a sister."

As soon as Hua Xincheng opened his mouth, his words were as loud as thunder, causing Hua Wuying's pupils to shrink sharply: "She is doing well. I didn't want to disturb her... but you are her brother after all. If you have the chance, you should meet her."

Hua Wuying froze completely and turned around slowly.

When he saw the middle-aged man's face that looked similar to his own, his breathing became a little disordered, so he brought the subject back to the topic: "What did you say? I, I have a sister?"

"Yes."

Hua Xincheng said solemnly: "After I left home, your mother found out that she was pregnant with her second child... At that time, your mother hated me and didn't want this child, but she has been in poor health since I left. She was worried that if she didn't have a child, her body wouldn't be able to bear it, and you were still too young..."

Hua Wuying lowered his head, trembling slightly.

“…So, your sister was born.”

Hua Xincheng narrated in a low voice: "Your mother didn't want this child. She didn't even feed her milk and let her cry and starve. You were still ignorant at that time and didn't know what to do. So, I could only ask Jiang Baichuan to send this child away."

Hua Wuying gritted his teeth and asked in a trembling voice, "Where is she?"

"Huaijiang Prefecture, Jianhe Town."

Hua Xincheng replied: "Her adoptive parents are wealthy local businessmen. She lives a good life. If nothing unexpected happens, she should get married in the next two years... She has never practiced cultivation or been involved in the underworld. She lives a peaceful life."

Hua Wuying let out a long sigh.

He seemed to have a lot to say, but in the end he just said "I understand", and then turned around and walked away without looking at Hua Xincheng again.

Hua Xincheng leaned his face against the iron bars, watching Hua Wuying walking away with somewhat messy footsteps, and a smile slowly appeared on his face.

But this smile is very ugly, so ugly that it is countless times uglier than crying.

Finally, the footsteps became farther and farther away until they disappeared.

Hua Xincheng was still leaning against the iron bars, not moving for a long time, not knowing what he was thinking about.

It seemed like a long time had passed before he slowly raised his head and reached out to wipe away the moisture from the corner of his eyes.

Then, he slowly walked back into the shadows and tore off a rare white corner of his prison uniform.

"Wuying..."

Hua Xincheng murmured, "You are right. Perhaps, in my life, except for my two children, I have never done anything right."

As he spoke, he had bitten his finger and wrote a line of words on the scrap of cloth.

"It is too late to regret mistakes in this life, only to return to the underworld with good deeds."

The blood words spread on the cloth and soon became blurred, but the force he used when writing penetrated the back of the cloth. When he picked up the white cloth, the ground under the cloth was already engraved with faint marks of words.

After writing, Hua Xincheng threw the white cloth away, raised his hand, and slapped himself on the forehead!

In an instant, large flakes of spiritual white mist emanated from his body. A terrible gale swept through the prison, making the entire dungeon buzz and the iron bars of the prison door were broken at the same time!

The special handcuffs and leg irons used to restrain the practitioners were also broken at the same time!
Amid the loud noise, Hua Xincheng revealed a relieved smile.

Blood slowly flowed from his seven orifices. He spread his hands and fell backwards calmly.

His heavy body created a cloud of dust, which along with the shadow engulfed him, leaving only the piece of white cloth with blood words written on it floating in the air, refusing to fall to the ground for a long time.

(End of this chapter)