At this moment, Tang Wenhu no longer had any arrogance, nor any regret. In his heart there was only one thought left—that he wanted to die, desperately wanted to die. Death, to him, was the best release.
"Kill you?"
Lu Tianxing’s face showed a mocking smile as he said coldly, "Weren’t you cursing me very happily just now? Why don’t you keep going? You can keep right on cursing me, and see if I can find another Divine Doctor to drag you back from the brink, then carve you up into a thousand pieces all over again."
"No... don’t, I... I beg you, gi... give me a quick death. As... as long as you give me... a quick death, I... I’ll tell you which power I came from." Tang Wenhu said, his breath as thin as a thread.
Right now Tang Wenhu’s heart was full of regret. If he had known Lu Tianxing’s methods were this cruel, he wouldn’t have dared say those words even if you beat him to death.
"Do you think that still matters now? You can just slowly wait for death. I keep my word."
Lu Tianxing’s eyes were utterly emotionless as he looked at Tang Wenhu. He didn’t move to end Tang Wenhu’s life, and he wasn’t interested in knowing who the mastermind behind him was. He merely stared at Tang Wenhu with a cold, indifferent gaze. He had already said he would let Tang Wenhu die in the most miserable way possible, and he would do exactly that—he would make Tang Wenhu watch his own life ebb away bit by bit, make him die slowly in terror and despair.
Facing his life draining away little by little, Tang Wenhu had no way to stop it. All he could do was watch helplessly as his life kept slipping away until death finally took him.
Time flowed on silently. Lu Tianxing took a cigarette from his pocket and lit it for himself, the corners of his mouth tugging up in a cold smile, his eyes without the slightest ripple.
The people around them likewise didn’t utter a single word. Especially when Lu Tianxing’s gaze swept over them, everyone felt as if an invisible blade had been driven into their hearts, ready to take their lives at any moment.
Fear rose in everyone’s hearts, slowly spreading through their entire bodies.
At this moment, whenever Lu Tianxing’s gaze swept over someone, they all instinctively lowered their heads, not daring to meet his eyes, afraid even a glance might anger him.
No one knew how long had passed before the light in Tang Wenhu’s eyes began to scatter and fade.
After a while, Tang Wenhu’s breathing stopped. He was dead. Finally, after enduring endless pain, he let out his last breath. At that final moment, there was no fear or hatred on his face, only a thick, unmistakable sense of release.
For Tang Wenhu, death was the best outcome.
Tang Wenhu died, in the most miserable way, not because of anything else, but simply because he had cursed Lu Tianxing’s parents. If he hadn’t cursed Lu Tianxing’s parents at the time, perhaps his ending would have been entirely different.
Seeing that Tang Wenhu was completely dead, Lu Tianxing slowly flicked away the cigarette in his hand, then directly lifted his right foot and stomped viciously down on Tang Wenhu’s body, which had been reduced to almost nothing but bones!
"Crack!"
Instantly, the sound of shattering bone echoed through the silent hall, grating on the ears.
"Tap." "Tap."
Just then, faint footsteps sounded. Xue Bing, who had been standing there motionless, actually began walking toward Lu Tianxing step by step. Her pace was slow, and her body was trembling slightly beyond her control, as if every step cost her enormous effort.
Though it was only a short distance of fifty meters, to Xue Bing it felt like she had walked for a century before finally reaching Lu Tianxing’s side.
"Tianxing, are you okay?"
Xue Bing’s voice was full of tremor, and the right hand she reached out, wanting to touch Lu Tianxing’s face, was shaking slightly.
The next moment, Lu Tianxing slowly turned his head. Although he had already killed Tang Wenhu and his killing intent had faded, the lingering aura still made him seem like a Starving Ghost from Hell. Especially with those pools of blood and flesh at his feet, the thick scent of blood hanging in the air, paired with that slightly cruel look in his eyes—it was enough to flood anyone’s heart with uncontrollable fear.
But as soon as he saw Xue Bing, that terrifying strand of killing intent in Lu Tianxing’s eyes vanished without a trace, replaced by pure gentleness.
Lu Tianxing looked at Xue Bing and gave a faint smile, gently shaking his head as he spoke in a slightly hoarse voice, "Xiao Bing, don’t worry. I’m fine."
"I’m fine."
Those three words were like a heavy hammer, pounding hard against Xue Bing’s heart, filling her inside with ache.
Because she knew clearly this wasn’t what Lu Tianxing truly felt. He was burying all the pain in his heart, not wanting others to worry about him. He kept the suffering for himself, and gave a sense of safety to them.
She knew full well there was pain hidden in Lu Tianxing’s heart, but she also understood very clearly that she couldn’t ask. Men don’t like to show the softest part of their inner selves in front of women.
In a man’s heart, he is always the pillar of support for a woman. At any time, he cannot collapse, because he is the wall that shields his woman from the wind and rain. If he falls, then her entire world will collapse with him.
And even more importantly, no matter how much Lu Tianxing hides in his heart, no matter how heavy the burdens on his shoulders, even if he does find someone to confide in, that person will never be his own woman, never his wife.
Because he doesn’t want his woman to worry about him.
"Tianxing..."
Xue Bing looked at Lu Tianxing, opened her mouth, seeming to want to say something, but before the words could leave her lips, Lu Tianxing cut her off.
"I’m really fine."
Lu Tianxing smiled as he looked at Xue Bing and said, "Xiao Bing, stop worrying about me. I’m not some three-year-old kid. My mental fortitude is very strong. Don’t worry, I’m fine."
As he spoke, Lu Tianxing glanced at the now-trashed little courtyard and changed the subject. "Alright, Xiao Bing, it’s all settled here. Call the Huang Family and have them send people to take care of this. We’ll leave first and talk later."
Stunned for a moment by Lu Tianxing’s words, Xue Bing lightly nodded without saying anything. She took out her phone and quickly dialed Huang Yuanzheng’s number.
After exchanging a few words with Huang Yuanzheng, Xue Bing decisively hung up and said, "Tianxing, Huang Yuanzheng has already arranged people in the area. He told us to leave directly; they’ll handle the cleanup."
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