Excessive ferocity due to caution

Seeing Qin Zheng remain silent, Qin Bai seemed to already know the answer and couldn't help but swallow.

"Brother Bai... you are not allowed to mention Zhao Yi's matter, or the Le Marchand Maze matter, to anyone after you leave!"

"This could bring about my death!"

Qin Bai nodded like a chick pecking at rice, then his eyes darted around, and he chuckled softly:

"Brother Zheng, can you tell me about the Le Marchand labyrinth?"

Qin Zheng reached out and gently placed his hand on Qin Bai's shoulder, his tone full of meaning:

"When you become a high-ranking member of the Qin family in the future, you will naturally understand some things."

"The only thing I can tell you is... the capital, and even the world, is very different from what you imagine."

"The truth... may have an unimaginable and severe impact on your worldview."

Anyway, do your best!

Qin Bai simply said "Oh" and didn't ask any more questions.

Although he was very curious, he knew that he couldn't get the information out of Qin Zheng if he didn't want to talk about it.

Moreover, the Qin family has extremely strict hierarchical control, and he doesn't have enough authority to know certain things.

"That's the end of this matter. Go and cultivate diligently, and strive to break through to the Great Ferocity Realm as soon as possible."

"Just tell me what you need during this time."

Qin Bai nodded and chatted with Qin Zheng about cultivation. After dark, feeling bored, they went to eat.

After he left, Qin Zheng took out the previous blueprints again and studied them carefully.

As the lights dimmed, a woman entered the courtyard and placed a food basket in front of Qin Zheng.

Qin Zheng looked up at the woman and exclaimed in surprise:

"Mother?!"

The woman looked at him with a smile, but took a step back.

Qin Zheng hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed the woman's sleeve.

But the next moment, the scene before her eyes blurred, the woman's face became younger, and her smile turned into a hint of fear.

It turned out that the person who brought him food was not his mother at all.

"Young Master Zheng, has your illness relapsed again?"

The girl reached out her small hand and touched Qin Zheng's forehead.

There were beads of sweat on it, but it didn't catch fire.

Qin Zheng loosened his grip.

"No, I just dozed off and dreamed about my mother."

The girl exhaled, patted her chest, and laughed:

"Then, sir, please have your meal. I'll come back later."

Qin Zheng waved:

"Why don't you sit down and eat with us?"

The girl couldn't refuse Qin Zheng, so she ate with him before packing her things and leaving.

Only after the girl had gone far away did Qin Zheng, clutching his splitting head, lean against a large rock by the lake, panting heavily.

"Has the backlash begun...?"

"I'm still so young... I should be able to hold on for a few more years..."

Qin Zheng clenched his fists tightly, trying to resist the excruciating pain in his head.

But the pain came quickly and went slowly.

It was like a worm, slowly gnawing at his brain inside his skull.

pain!

It hurts so much!

Qin Zheng was panting heavily, his eyes were bloodshot, and blood was dripping from the corners of his eyes.

"Damn God, give me another year... no, just six months!"

"Six months is enough!"

Amidst the excruciating pain, his phone rang. Qin Zheng struggled to wipe the blood from his eyes, barely managing to make out the caller ID through the crimson haze.

It was his fiancée, the plump and fair-skinned Jiang Shuran.

After hesitating for a moment, Qin Zheng answered the phone, trying to keep his voice calm:

"Suddenly, what is it?"

Jiang remained silent for a long while before saying:

"Brother, are you having another episode?"

Qin Zheng took the phone away, took a deep breath, and then brought it back to his face.

"without."

Don't overthink it.

Jiang suddenly whispered:

"Brother, you can't fool me."

Qin Zheng's throat moved slightly, and after a long while, he only said:

"Suddenly, don't do anything foolish."

"You've lent me thirty years of lifespan... that's already the limit."

"No matter how much more is added, it's still just a drop in the ocean."

Jiang Shuran gritted her teeth and said:

"Thirty years isn't enough? I'll lend you another thirty!"

Qin Zheng smiled wryly:

"What nonsense are you talking about..."

"Our marriage was originally an alliance for family interests. The fact that you're willing to lend me thirty years of my lifespan is already something I owe you..."

Before he could finish speaking, another wave of excruciating pain surged from deep within his head!

Qin Zheng's hand trembled, and he almost dropped his phone.

Jiang suddenly shouted angrily from the other end:

"I want to borrow it! I want to borrow it!"

"What kind of marriage alliance is this, all about family interests... That sounds awful! That sounds awful!"

Qin Zheng collapsed beside the stone, his body trembling violently. He tried to say something, but could not get the words out.

But not long after, a pure power rippled out from the depths of his skull, like a spring breeze caressing his face, spreading warmth and quickly soothing Qin Zheng's pain.

He's better now.

Looking at his phone, which was still connected to the call, Qin Zheng felt a deep sense of guilt.

Suddenly…

He spoke softly, but a voice filled with extreme exhaustion came from the other end:

"Brother Zheng, I'm sleepy..."

"I'm going to rest now. We can talk about it tomorrow."

beep--

Jiang suddenly hung up the phone.

Staring at the black screen of his phone and at himself in the mirror, Qin Zheng clenched his fists tightly, a sense of powerlessness washing over him.

His headache is gone.

But I felt like I couldn't breathe.

Remembering his father and mother's instructions, the Qin family's almost hopeless future, and Jiang Shuran's still-childish but loving eyes, Qin Zheng felt a strong sense of suffocation in his chest.

A light rain began to fall from the sky.

Qin Zheng collapsed by the lake, closed his eyes, and tried to breathe in the earthy smell of the air.

His expression was calm.

It's this feeling of despair.

It's very strong.

From childhood to adulthood, it's been irresistible.

Even after his father and mother died, he could still cry a few times and wail a couple of times.

But today, he can't utter a sound.

As the drizzle turned into a downpour, Qin Zheng was soaked to the bone. He opened his eyes and let the rain wash away the blood from them.

In my mind, there were images of family feuds, the infighting among the four major families in the capital, and the internal strife within the Human Federation…

And beyond the dilapidated fence, there were those greedy eyes staring at the lambs inside...

Despair grew stronger and stronger, completely engulfing Qin and Zheng.

He actually laughed.

It's like being insane.

"fuck your mother."

Qin Zheng cursed at the world.

...

PS: Second update.

It's very early today!

I might continue writing tonight, but I might or might not post it.

I want to build up some drafts.

Goodnight in advance, my darlings!