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Sang Luan subconsciously looked at Feng Hengzhi beside her.

Feng Hengzhi narrowed his eyes, still wearing the same expression as before.

Sang Luan silently tossed the jade pendant into Feng Hengzhi's arms and jumped far away. "Brother Hengzhi, you saw it just now. I didn't do anything."

Feng Hengzhi's gaze fell on the broken jade pendant in his arms, a complex emotion flashing across his eyes, and a sense of dejection emanated from his body.

Sang Luan turned slightly to the side and glanced suspiciously at Feng Hengzhi, who had his head hanging low.

If it were before, Feng Hengzhi would have already jumped up and grabbed her by the neck by now.

Feng Hengzhi lowered his eyelids slightly, then suddenly looked up, "Could you put it away for me first?"

Sang Luan looked surprised, "What if it breaks even more badly later..."

Then, she lowered her head and muttered softly, "Then it'll all be my fault again."

Feng Hengzhi slowly raised his eyes, glanced at her, and then parted his lips slightly, "As long as you didn't break it on purpose, I won't blame you."

Oh dear, something's not right. Feng Hengzhi is acting really strange today.

This doesn't sound like something he would say at all.

Sang Luan clenched her right fist, then brought it to her lips and coughed lightly. "You said it yourself."

Immediately, Sang Luan carefully took the jade pendant and slowly put it into her bosom.

"Do you know why I care so much about this jade pendant?" Feng Hengzhi's expression softened instantly as he spoke.

Sang Luan's mind immediately went into alert mode; she already knew the whole story about the jade pendant.

Given Feng Hengzhi's temperament, if she listened to him today and then regretted it after returning home, wouldn't he just kill her to silence her?

She collected her thoughts, her face showing great curiosity. "Why?"

She silently took a step back, just in case Feng Hengzhi suddenly went berserk.

"About five years ago, I met a young woman whose family had fallen on hard times. She was skilled in medicine, kind-hearted, and had a very clever mind."

"After her family fell into decline, she did not complain or blame others. After doing all sorts of messy things, Sister Xia went all the way to Shengjing. Shengjing was really prosperous. We met her as soon as she arrived in Shengjing. At that time, I was just a young man who wanted to realize my ambitions."

Sang Luan turned slightly to the side and noticed that Feng Hengzhi's eyes and brows were not as cold as usual. His gaze and tone clearly revealed a complex emotion.

“No one could understand me back then. She told me that if I liked it, I should do it. Once I achieved success, the people around me would gradually understand me, and I believed her.”

"She was living a good life until she met me. A young lady from a prominent family who admired me thought she was pestering me, but we were just friends."

“Once, when I was away from Shengjing, that young lady from a noble family tricked me into going up the mountain in my name, and eventually tortured me to death.”

"If it weren't for my existence, she would definitely be living a passionate and brilliant life now."

Feng Hengzhi paused, his words filled with deep remorse, "I'm the one who wronged her. When I came back, her body had already sunk into the sea."

After saying that, Feng Hengzhi gritted his teeth and said, "And there's that idiot Qi Ran. He was clearly the first to know about this, but he didn't take it seriously and had no sense of vigilance at all. Otherwise, Ling'er would still have a chance to be saved."

Knowing it beforehand was one thing, but hearing Feng Hengzhi say it now is another.

Seeing Feng Hengzhi's low spirits, Sang Luan hesitated for a moment, then reached out and gently patted Feng Hengzhi's back, saying softly, "It's alright, Brother Hengzhi. Although I haven't met the girl you mentioned, she sounds like a really nice person."

“That jade pendant is the only thing she left me.” Feng Hengzhi nodded slightly. “If I had been able to get back in time…”

Sang Luan sighed softly, raising her eyebrows slightly. "I know it's a little difficult for you to let go completely, but if she were there watching you suffer so much because of her, she wouldn't feel good either."

She pointed to the sky.

She thought to herself, "In a few months, the person you've been longing for will come back."

Feng Hengzhi narrowed his eyes, staring intently at Sang Luan, his tone dangerous, "Then do you know what I did to that damned young lady from a noble family afterward?"

Sang Luan felt a sense of unease and suddenly looked up, meeting Feng Hengzhi's dangerously sharp eyes.

“I will repay them twofold for what they did to Ling’er. Moreover, I only found out after I returned that the so-called noble lady’s whole family tacitly approved of her actions. They are all murderers.” As he finished speaking, a bloodthirsty smile slowly appeared on Feng Hengzhi’s lips.

Sang Luan couldn't help but recall the original text's description:

Feng Heng, alone with his sword, stormed into the house, killing everything in his path. He was dressed in dark clothes, which blended seamlessly with the night.

He stood with his right hand behind his back, sword in hand, his eyes cold, like a demon god.

In the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, Feng Hengzhi left openly through the main gate. Through the half-open door, one could vaguely see several corpses lying haphazardly on the ground, their eyes wide open in death.

Outside, the cool breeze blew.

Inside the room, the stench of blood was palpable.

Sang Luan couldn't help but shudder, silently pulling her thoughts back to reality.

Feng Hengzhi lowered his eyes and looked at her deeply. This look was very different from every look he had ever given her before.

His gaze lingered on Sang Luan for a long time before he suddenly spoke, "From then on, I especially hated those who claimed to like me. They didn't deserve my attention at all."

Sang Luan fell silent. She touched her nose quietly, feeling as if someone was pointing a finger at her and scolding her.

She coughed lightly, her gaze inadvertently falling on Feng Hengzhi's drooping palm.

She was immediately startled. "Don't move!"

As she spoke, she looked around, grabbed a corner of her clothes, and with a sudden burst of strength, a piece of clothing landed safely in her hand.

Sang Luan took Feng Hengzhi's hand, and her heart suddenly clenched.

The skin and flesh on Feng Heng's palm were already churning and rolling.

She casually tugged at the corner of her own clothes and gently wiped Feng Hengzhi's palm. Then, she slowly wrapped the piece of cloth that she had torn off earlier around Feng Hengzhi's palm.

Her movements were very gentle, as if she were afraid of hurting the injured person.

Feng Hengzhi lowered his eyes and immediately noticed Sang Luan's thick and long eyelashes. The color of the beauty mark at the corner of her eye seemed to be different from usual.

Sang Luan was extremely close to Feng Hengzhi's palm, and as they intertwined, her warm breath gently sprayed onto his palm.

Feng Hengzhi's eyes flickered slightly; Sang Luan seemed less unlikeable than before.

Suddenly, he raised one hand slightly and leaned forward a little.