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Chapter 123 Why?
Chi Chen's figure slowly appeared in everyone's sight.

The golden longsword, still dripping blood, was retrieved from He Lin's chest. As the blade sliced ​​through the air, it left a chilling glint, as if even warmth had been severed.

Blood dripped onto the dilapidated shopping mall floor, making a crisp "tap, tap" sound.

An Jing stood frozen in place, her eyes fixed on Chi Chen.

It felt like a gaping hole had been torn open in my heart, and blood and tears gushed out wildly. My lips trembled, and tears streamed down my face uncontrollably.

The next moment, she almost stumbled and lunged forward, grabbing Chi Chen's sleeve tightly.

"Why?!"

His voice was hoarse, almost as if he were tearing his throat as he questioned.

Why did you do that?!

An Jing's fingers clenched tightly, her whole body trembling, tears dripping onto Chi Chen's sleeve, blurring into dark stains.

With her eyes lowered and her expression neither sad nor happy, Chi Chen watched as the golden sword gradually faded into a phantom and disappeared from her fingertips.

She looked at An Jing silently, her eyes offering no explanation, leaving only a single, unspoken message:

“I have to do this.”

The voice was soft, yet carried an unshakeable chill.

"Feel sorry."

That's all, no further explanation needed.

It seemed that He Lin's death was of no importance to her.

An Jing felt ice-cold all over, as if someone had poured a bucket of cold water over her head. The anger and sorrow in her heart instantly intertwined into a chaotic mess.

Just then, the little boy Ross, standing next to Chi Chen, frowned and coldly interrupted the scene.

He looked no more than ten years old, but his features were sharp as knives, and his eyes held a coldness and sharpness that were completely out of character for his age. With a stern face, he coldly retorted:

"Without my master, you would all die."

Don't ask so many whys.

The voice was as cold as if it were announcing a fact, without the slightest emotional fluctuation.

An Jing's throat tightened, tears welled in her eyes, and she stared at Ross, unable to utter a single word.

The oppressive silence in the air was broken by a new roar.

"I kill you--!"

Her eyes were bloodshot, a sharp blade gripped her hand, and she charged towards Chichen with all her might.

The scene before her eyes had completely destroyed her reason. Her master's death had set her heart ablaze. She couldn't care less about the consequences; her only thought was to pay for the crime with blood!
however,
Chichen remained motionless.

She didn't even raise her hand to block.

With a gentle wave of her small hand, Rose effortlessly unleashed a terrifying power.

boom!
Xin was blasted away like a puppet with its strings cut by an invisible force, his body crashing into the broken wall. His chest churned violently, and he felt a sweet taste in his throat, almost vomiting blood again.

She fell to the ground, the sharp blade in her hand shattered instantly, and she was in a terrible state.

Rose stared at her coldly, his eyes sharp as knives, his voice carrying an undeniable threat:
"If it weren't for my master's reluctance to kill you, you would have been torn to pieces by now."

The moment the words left his mouth, the air seemed to freeze.

His new body trembled slightly, his eyes filled with humiliation and pain.

There is still resentment.

An Jing rushed forward in a panic, half-kneeling to help her up, her voice trembling: "You Xin!"

However, Xin collapsed helplessly into her arms, tears welling up in her eyes, before finally bursting forth.

She cried her heart out, curled up in An Jing's arms, her shoulders shaking uncontrollably.

"My master is dead...she's dead!"

"She was murdered..."

"But I... I don't even have the right to take revenge!"

"Because compared to the person who killed her, I was nothing but an ant!"

"An Jing, my master is dead, she's dead!"

"I have no master anymore!!"

Her cries almost tore the air apart, filled with despair and self-blame.

An Jing's throat tightened, and tears blurred her vision again. She could understand You Xin's pain, because wasn't she the same way?
She believed that sincerity was their hope, that it brought light and a future. She believed that her arrival meant she could fight against this mysterious hope.

But why?
Why did you have to kill He Lin with your own hands in front of them?! An Jing trembled all over, her voice breaking: "Why...why did you have to do this?"

Chichen didn't offer much explanation.

She simply looked down at An Jing, her eyes calm yet seemingly concealing an unspeakable secret.

No one noticed the deep sorrow in her eyes.

"wait for me."

she said softly.

"The pain is only temporary."

As the words fell, Chi Chen's figure gradually blurred, like a phantom blown away by the wind.

"Don't leave!"

A new, hysterical scream erupted, her cries filled with despair. She struggled to lift her head from An Jing's embrace, her eyes bloodshot, and roared, "You're not allowed to leave!!"

"If you're going to kill, kill me too!"

"Kill me too!"

She screamed desperately, her cries echoing through the ruined shopping mall, filled with heart-wrenching grief.

However, Chichen did not turn back.

Her figure gradually disappeared into the air, leaving only a faint golden light that flickered in the air for a moment before vanishing completely.

The moment she left, all the remaining mysteries in the mall were completely obliterated by an invisible force, instantly turning into dust and disappearing from the spot.

All of this was accomplished in just one second.

The oppressive atmosphere disappeared, the bloody magnetic field gradually faded, and the chaotic energy fluctuations dissipated little by little, returning to a state of near-calm normalcy.

Dead silence, emptiness.

Only the faint, broken breaths of a few people remained.

After Chi Chen left, she stood alone in the depths of the shadows, gazing down at the golden greatsword in her hand.

The sword was still dripping blood; He Lin's blood stained the light that should have been pure and flawless.

Chi Chen slowly closed his eyes, his fingers trembling slightly.

"I am still……"

She whispered.

"I was moved by compassion."

The sound was so soft that it seemed as if it could be blown away by the wind at any moment.

Rose stood to the side, spread her hands, shrugged, and said coldly:

"Who would have thought that your clone in this world would be so weak?"

"I originally thought it was that girl named An Jing."

"I was misled by her."

His voice was disdainful, yet also carried a hint of coldness.

Chi Chen did not answer, but gazed into the distance with a deep expression.

Rose continued, "However... Helin awakened her superpowers thanks to your help."

"That's why you became aware of her presence."

The air fell into a deathly silence once again.

"Ah."

An Jing was still holding You Xin, who was crying her heart out, in her arms. Her eyes were blurred with tears, and the questions in her heart were like a raging fire, burning away her reason.

She didn't understand at all.

Why does sincerity lead to this?

But what exactly does "wait for me" mean?

Is the pain... only temporary?

Is it really just temporary?

She bit her lip tightly, tears streaming down her face, her chest feeling as if it were being torn apart, a bloody mess.

(End of this chapter)