Must Strike Hard!

Nian Quan and Huo Qing had indeed run into trouble this time. Being attacked the moment they stepped outside even gave An Jing a faint sense of familiarity.

—Brothers, isn't this just me? Ah, finally I'm not the only one who runs into ghosts whenever I leave home!

But could trials from the Heavenly Dao also converge? You're good, I'm good, everyone's good—let's all weather tribulation together?

Thinking it over carefully, An Jing felt that he had probably dragged his brothers into this.

If he went out, these people would definitely come for him. It was precisely because he did not show himself that these sons of bitches had gone after his friends instead.

It seemed he had been peaceful for too long. The Tianyuan Heavenly Dao truly was getting impatient. This inexplicable tangle of karma had silently crept into his surroundings; one careless step, and it would explode like thunder.

"Did that Water Being really say that I killed your mother? How did he even have the nerve to say that? Setting everything else aside, if I were truly the killer, how could I possibly have left weeds uncut and roots unpulled?"

Still, after hearing Nian Quan recount his exchange with the mysterious Water Being, An Jing found it utterly baffling and slapped the table indignantly.

"Exactly." Nian Quan nodded. "When I opened the door for you back then, I had already prepared myself to have the weeds cut and the roots pulled. I never expected you not to do it. From that moment on, I knew you definitely weren't an evil man, An Jing, and that you had nothing to do with my mother's death."

"To be fair, that's true." Huo Qing crossed his arms in agreement. "After I was questioned back then, I also thought I'd be