1971: The Battle XXIII

The Battle XXIII

After all these things had settled, he would kick Mu Ling out again and let him suffer out there.1

Mu Ling was touched.

He did not expect that Old Master Mu would care about him up to this moment.

He thought that... This old man would not care about his life anymore.

Mu Ling lowered his gaze and laughed helplessly.

"I'm embarrassed to see you again."

He had abandoned such a good wife and wronged his son. He was blind, and he did not accept Feng Ruqing's marriage into the Mu family...

Would he not feel embarrassed to meet them again?

Moreover, his father almost died because he trusted Chen Qingyan.

Old Master Mu stood at a distance. His eyes were fixed upon Mu Ling as he said. "Mu Ling, I have no way to save you. There is no way to save you... I can't break the formation. Even if I could, I can't do it...

"I can't sacrifice Liu Yun Kingdom for you alone.

"And I can't let Feng Tianwu and his wife be in danger because of you… Do you understand?"

He came over because he wanted to see him one more time.

His son was important to him, but he could not be ungrateful and harm Feng Tianwu.

After all, he was able to escape this calamity because of Feng Tianwu. Otherwise, if they had stayed in the Mu family, perhaps they would have been the ones to die.

Mu Ling opened his mouth and said with a bitter smile, "I understand."

To be able to look at his father again before he died...

And to see the reluctance in his eyes...

He was already satisfied...

He had no more regrets in this life.

When Feng Tianwu and the old general arrived, they heard Old Master Mu's words.

The two of them looked at each other with a bitter smile on their faces.

They could already guess Old Master Mu's choice.

He had always been a decent person. He could not do that for Mu Ling's sake alone and put the whole Liu Yun Kingdom in danger.

Fortunately, he did not let them down...

"Huh!"

Nan Yue sneered and grabbed Mu Ling.

He then chopped off one of his arms.

'Ouch!'

The intense pain made Mu Ling tremble.

This was a pain that he had not suffered even after being driven out of the Mu family.

However, Mu Ling bit his lip hard and endured it, refusing to shout out.

Seeing Mu Ling so miserable, Old Master Mu's heart trembled, and the pain was a little unbearable to him.

"I will give you one more chance. Break the formation, or I will kill this guy."

Nan Yue's face was expressionless as he spoke coldly.

He did not believe that these people could watch Mu Ling die.

Old Master Mu looked sad as his gaze met Mu Ling's eyes.

He saw the determination in Mu Ling's eyes...

"Mu..."

Old Master Mu just wanted to call out his name...

Mu Ling then took advantage of Nan Yue's lack of attention and grabbed Nan Yue's sword.

The long sword slashed through his neck, and blood spurted out, staining the world red.

Old Master Mu trembled and turned his head away. He could not bear to see this cruel scene.

The others also sighed helplessly.

Maybe Mu Ling had regretted what he had done before.

That was why he was not willing to drag anyone else down with him...

Perhaps, he did not want to suffer outside for many more years, so he was willing to die.

Up until this very moment, he had wanted to use suicide to express the guiltiness in his heart...

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