Legend of the Dragon King: I really didn't mean to provoke them!

I hate you!

Xie Feng remained motionless as he was hit and verbally abused.

His face was covered in tears and blood, and his eyes were as empty as a dead man's.

He looked at Lin Wanqing on the bed, his lips trembling, and finally let out a suppressed whimper, like that of a wild beast.

The sound was heart-wrenching, filled with endless regret and despair, echoing in the empty villa, breaking one's heart.

Na'er stood to the side, her small body curled up in a ball.

She seemed to see her hysterical brother, her father kneeling on the ground crying, and her mother lying motionless on the bed. For the first time, tears streamed down her eyes, which were always veiled in mist.

She reached out her small hand and gently tugged at Xie Xie's sleeve, her voice trembling with tears, and whispered:

"Brother... will Mom... never wake up again?"

Xie Xie's roar came to an abrupt halt.

He turned his head stiffly and looked at Na'er, who was standing in the corner crying and trembling. It felt like a piece of his heart had been ripped out.

At that moment, Xie Xie suppressed all the surging anger and the despair that burned everything, leaving only an overwhelming heartache that threatened to drown him.

Xie Xie released his grip on Xie Feng's collar, letting the distraught man fall heavily onto the cold floor.

Then he crouched down and carefully took Na'er into his arms.

"Na'er, don't be afraid." Xie Xie wiped Na'er's tears haphazardly with his sleeve, his voice hoarse as if it had been sanded, yet he tried his best to be gentle, "Brother is here."

Na'er immediately grasped at his neck as if it were her last lifeline, hugged him tightly, buried her face in his neck, and cried her heart out.

His small body twitched, and warm tears soaked through his clothes, burning his skin.

Xie Xie carried her down the stairs step by step.

In the living room, Old Master Yun was standing there, his back still ramrod straight, but his originally gray hair had turned almost completely white in the past three months.

He was the Xie family's old butler, who watched Xie Feng and Lin Wanqing meet and fall in love, and watched Xie Xie be born and grow up. He was also the only one who kept the Xie family from completely collapsing during the three months that Xie Feng disappeared.

Seeing Xie Xie carry Na'er down, his cloudy eyes instantly filled with tears, his lips trembled for a long time, but in the end he said nothing.

Xie Xie walked up to him, his voice eerily calm, as still as a stagnant pool: "Elder Yun, let's send Na'er away."

Old Yun suddenly raised his head, his eyes filled with disbelief.

Xie Xie's tone remained calm. "Na'er is still young. The Xie family is no longer suitable for her. She needs a happy childhood."

He paused at this point.

"I will bring Na'er back after I have finished dealing with everything."

For some reason, Xie Xie had a premonition that his time here was coming to an end and he would have to leave soon.

But before he left, he couldn't let Na'er stay in this empty house filled with death and despair; she deserved a happier family, like Tang Wulin's.

Xie Xie carried Na'er back to her small room.

There were still some unfinished building blocks in the room, uneaten strawberry candies on the bedside table, and a little rabbit that Xie Xie had drawn for her a few days ago on the wall.

Everything is the same as before, yet nothing is different.

He sat on the edge of the bed, gently patting Na'er's back, just like he had done countless nights before, to lull her to sleep.

"Na'er, be good. Go stay with someone else for a few days." Xie Xie stroked Na'er's soft hair, his voice so gentle it could melt water. "Once I've finished dealing with things, I'll bring you back soon, okay?"

Na'er raised her red, tear-filled eyes, with teardrops still clinging to her long eyelashes, like a frightened little rabbit.

She clung tightly to Xie Xie's clothes, shaking her head with all her might, tears streaming down her face again: "No, I don't want to leave my brother, I want to stay with my brother!"

"Listen to me." Xie Xie's nose tingled, and he almost shed tears again.

"When your brother comes back, I'll take you to eat the best strawberry candy in the world, and take you to the beach to watch the sunrise, okay?"

"not good!"

Na'er cried even harder, her little hands tightly wrapped around his neck, refusing to let go no matter what. "I don't want strawberry candy, I don't want to see the sunrise, I just want my brother!"

"Mom's gone, brother, don't leave me! I only have my brother left!"

Xie Xie's heart shattered into a million pieces at that moment.

But he took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and then suddenly raised his hand, striking Na'er on the back of the neck with the lightest force.

Na'er's crying stopped abruptly.

Her body went limp, and she leaned against Xie Xie's chest.

Before losing consciousness completely, she used her last bit of strength to bite down hard on Xie Xie's collarbone.

Her tiny teeth were deeply embedded in her flesh, carrying all her grievances, anxieties, and reluctance.

A very faint, silvery-purple mark flashed across the bite mark, so fast that it seemed like an illusion.

Xie Xie trembled with pain, but did not push her away.

He held Na'er, who had collapsed into his arms, and looked down at the tear stains still on her face and her tightly clenched, pale lips.

Tears finally broke free and fell in large drops onto her hair.

"I'm sorry, Na'er," Xie Xie said softly, his voice filled with endless guilt. "I'm so sorry."

He carefully placed Na'er on the bed and covered her with a blanket.

Then he took off the polished platinum ring that Lin Wanqing had given him from his neck and gently put it on Na'er's finger.

"Wait for my brother to come back."

Chapter 140 I am

He gently closed Na'er's door, the soft touch of her hair still lingering on his fingertips.

The corridor lights were blindingly white, casting no shadow on the empty floor.

Xie Xie leaned against the cold door panel and slowly slid down to sit on the ground.

He raised his hand and touched his collarbone, where there were still faint teeth marks. The fleeting purple mark had disappeared, but it seemed to be engraved into his bone, causing a dull ache.

There was still half a strawberry candy that Na'er hadn't finished eating in her pocket, the wrapper crumpled up.

He took it out, unwrapped the candy, and put it in his mouth.

It's still sweet.

It was so sweet it tasted bitter, so bitter it made his internal organs feel twisted together.

He just sat there on the ground, and I don't know how long he sat there.

Until the surrounding air began to distort slightly, familiar spatial ripples appeared around him, carrying a faint, cold stardust scent.

The scene before my eyes spread out like ripples on water.

When he condensed again, he was already standing in that boundless spacetime rift.

The enormous white jade dragon body of the Time-Space Dragon coiled in the void, its nebulous dragon eyes clearly reflecting every scene that had occurred in the past three months.

The Dragon of Time and Space looked at Xie Xie, its dragon eyes filled with heartache.

It opened its mouth, as if to say something.

But Xie Xie spoke first.

His voice was calm, without sobs, anger, or the previous hysteria. It was as calm as a frozen lake, beneath which lay a flame capable of burning everything.

"Take me back."

Xie Xie raised his head and met the gaze of the Time-Space Dragon, his eyes filled with an unprecedented determination.

"I want to change the future."

"I will definitely change the future."

This time, he was no longer a bystander with a "let's watch the show" mentality.

He personally experienced the pain of loss, watching his loved ones die before his eyes, yet he was powerless to stop it.

He wants to go back, to become strong enough to fight against the world's corrective forces, strong enough to protect everyone he cares about.

So strong that I'll never feel this powerless again.

The Dragon of Time and Space stared at him silently for a long time, then slowly nodded.

The enormous dragon wings flapped gently, and countless golden specks of light emerged from the void, swirling around Xie Xie. A warm power enveloped his soul, carrying him towards a familiar space-time.

The moment Xie Xie's figure disappeared into the space-time rift, a blurry figure silently appeared in the void.

He wore a long black robe, his face shrouded in mist, making his features impossible to discern, and he exuded an aura of power that transcended all of time and space. He was none other than the true ruler of time and space.

"You're too cruel."

The Dragon of Time and Space turned its head, its sharp fangs clenched tightly, its voice filled with suppressed rage.

"You clearly knew what was going to happen, and even changed Na'er's trajectory, so why couldn't you at least give him a little warning?"

"You just watched him go through all of this, watched him suffer terribly."

The figure gently shook its head.

"Only by personally experiencing loss, only by personally feeling the despair of helplessness, can he truly understand what he wants and truly strengthen his resolve."

He looked up in the direction Xie Xie had disappeared, his misty eyes revealing no emotion.

"He already knows which way to go from here."

The Dragon of Time and Space fell silent.

It looked back at the void, a complex light flashing in its nebula-like dragon eyes.

……

When Xie Xie opened his eyes again, he saw a somewhat familiar white ceiling.

The faint smell of disinfectant wafted into his nostrils. He slowly propped himself up and sat up, moving his fingers and arms.

The torn veins have completely healed, leaving not a single scar. But the pain from the shallow tooth mark on my collarbone is still terrifyingly clear, as if etched into my very soul.

Xie Xie subconsciously raised his hand to touch it, but his fingertips only touched smooth, warm skin; there was nothing there.

The crumpled strawberry candy was no longer in my pocket.

"Snap—"

The door was gently pushed open.

Wu Changkong walked in carrying a plastic bag.

She had just returned from the market, her plastic bag filled with fresh vegetables, eggs, and strawberries, Xie Xie's favorite food.

The two locked eyes.

Wu Changkong's steps suddenly stopped.

Her dark green eyes, which were forever covered by millennia of ice, completely lost their focus at this moment.

His pupils dilated suddenly, his fingers gripping the doorknob clenched so tightly that his knuckles turned white to almost transparent, and he even stopped breathing for a full two seconds.

Xie Xie felt a little uneasy under that gaze, and subconsciously scratched his head. Still somewhat unaware of where he was, he slowly raised his hand and waved it, his voice hoarse from just waking up:

"Dance, dance teacher?"

Before he could finish speaking...

A silver-white shadow suddenly pounced over.

Xie Xie felt a faint scent of mint and disinfectant waft towards him, and the next second, he was tightly embraced.

Wu Changkong's arms tightened around him, as if he wanted to meld him into his very bones.

Her body was trembling slightly. Through the thin hospital gown, Xie Xie could clearly feel her rapid heartbeat and the uncontrollable shaking of her shoulders.

This was the first time Xie Xie had seen Wu Changkong so out of sorts since they had known each other for so long.

That woman who was always cold and aloof, never even frowning, that dance teacher who could withstand anything, even if the sky were to fall.