38 Believe Me (1/2)

Closing his eyes, Feng Hui calmed his emotions. Regardless of his thoughts, he was still a stranger in the eyes of the little shy beauty. In this Zhi Ruo's mind, their tender, beloved childhood never existed.

With a self-mocking smile, Feng Hui thought, ”I've been blinded by my love for family. I've never stopped to wholeheartedly appreciate everything Xiao Ruo has done for me; nevertheless, I don't regret it. Without my willing end to Bohai, I would have never been able to reunite with my family.”

Living in the Long Kingdom, Feng Hui was truly too uncaring.

In the end, family was the most important in Feng Hui's heart. Looking at the three 'Yang' family members in the luxurious villa, he shook his head.

”My name is Feng Hui.” Smiling, Feng Hui informed the family of his name. Under the shocked looks of the four, he revealed, ”I'm a friend of Zhi Ruo's true father.”

This was the sole reasonable explanation Feng Hui could provide. Perhaps, Zhi Ruo would be able to understand all the mistreatment she had received within this shameless family then.

It was conceivable that Zhi Ruo was unaware of the non-blood relations between herself and this family. Naturally, from the little beauty's depressive soul, Feng Hui could discern that she had been mistreated. From now on, he would end everything wrong in her life. This was the least he could do to repay her.

Hearing that this celestial black-robed man was a 'friend' of the deity-like father of Zhi Ruo, Yang Jian became scared, ”Yes, of course… we've been treating Xiao Ruo incredibly well. We would hate to part with her.”

”Mn.” Feng Hui wouldn't be too cruel to this shameless family. In the end, the family had still raised Zhi Ruo for twenty-four-long years.

In the future, Feng Hui would ensure that his sweetheart's depressive soul wouldn't see any more death and lies. Thus, he did not take any major action like killing off her 'family' which could cause everlasting traumas for her.

However, Feng Hui would still hand a suitable punishment down for all the sufferings his childhood sweetheart had experienced. Looking at her familiar beautiful soul, he was moved.

This time around, Feng Hui would descend a small punishment. In comparison to the severity of the family's crime in his mind, this was a meager gesture.

”Alter.” Without warning, Feng Hui's eyes revealed a cold glint. In the blink of an eye, the family of three began visibly aging.

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Time moved in a straight line.

”AH!” Yang Jian saw his callused hands becoming incredibly wrinkly. Soon, his entire head was covered in white hair. To the side, the little white-lotus daughter's delicate face was becoming creased with some wrinkles.

”Daddy!” Yang Qingling screamed in terror. Noticing her beautiful body becoming older, she became terribly afraid.

”…” Soon after, Mother Yang directly collapsed as a result of fear.

Seeing this, Feng Hui's emotions remained cool. In his eyes, he was being benevolent. To dare treat his childhood sweetheart with such continued disrespect, this was a minor punishment in comparison to death.

”What the.” Shu Shuang, the bald general, was shocked at the sight. Peering to his side, he saw the black-robed man watching everything with a pair of serene eyes.

What happened to the black-robed man's gentle aura? Shu Shuang was completely confused, and he thought, ”Demon.”

”Master!” With a scared face, Steward Tang hurriedly ran toward his master. Attempting to calm the sturdy middle-aged man, he was worried. Seemingly, his mighty master was even older than him now? Looking upward, he furiously stared at the mysterious black-robed man.

”Father…?” When Zhi Ruo saw her family aging by ten years in front of her, she was dazed. Who was this mysterious black-robed man? What did he want with her family? Also, what did his words mean?

Through the use of the laws of the world, Feng Hui had aged the fleshy bodies of the three 'Yang' family members by ten years.

Finally, Zhi Ruo woke up from her daze, and she sprinted toward her father. With a scared voice, she asked, ”Father… please be okay.”

Taking a deep breath, Feng Hui observed the Zhi Ruo in a white t-shirt running toward this shameless family. In the end, she still cared about her family. Regardless of all the maltreatment, she had lived under this household for twenty-four years.

”Zhi Ruo, it's okay.” Feng Hui peacefully stepped toward the shivering little beauty; Zhi Ruo's figure was perfect with flawless pale skin. Wanting to rest his hand on her delicate shoulder like she had always done for him in the past, he lifted his palm.

”Slap!”