Looking at his mother before him, Lu Mingyu's eyes brimmed with pain.
He did not understand why his mother had done this, much less why she had used poison to force his hand.
Did she think that once she died, he would be able to ignore everything that had happened?
Countless thoughts collided in Lu Mingyu's mind.
At the same time, a trace of black blood appeared at the corner of the woman's mouth.
"Smack!"
The woman's body went limp, and she collapsed straight to the ground.
"Mother!"
Lu Mingyu instinctively wanted to reach out, but halfway through, he suddenly froze.
Because he did not know how to face this ending.
Nor could he bear his mother forcing him with such actions.
Yet just as he hesitated, that dazed sensation swept over him again.
When he turned around, he saw that another bottle had appeared on the table at some unknown point.
Though no one told him what it was, Lu Mingyu knew that this was the antidote Teacher had given him.
Looking at the porcelain bottle on the table, Lu Mingyu pursed his lips. "Teacher, is this the choice you've given me?"
"But I don't want to choose this path!"
With that, Lu Mingyu looked once more at his mother lying on the ground. In the end, he still chose to pick up the antidote from the table.
After feeding his mother the antidote and settling her down, Lu Mingyu came alone to the center of the courtyard.
"Teacher, I know you're here. Could you come out and see Ming Yu?"
"I really don't know what to do now."
Lu Mingyu looked around and pleaded repeatedly, but no response came from the empty courtyard.
Seeing this, Lu Mingyu grew even more pained.
"Teacher, why are you unwilling to come