Cui Xingxue rose directly to his feet, grabbed Chen Changsheng by the collar, and demanded an answer.
Facing the furious Cui Xingxue, Chen Changsheng said calmly, "I never liked her—at least, that was how it was in the beginning."
"Then why did you provoke her? Wouldn't it have been better to let her live out her life in peace?"
"Fate is just that wondrous. As an ordinary man of this mortal world, I could not change this ending."
Upon receiving that answer, Cui Xingxue hurled Chen Changsheng back into his original seat. Then, with tears streaming down his aged face, he said,
"Chen Changsheng, I know your abilities reach the heavens. I also know my daughter was not worthy of you."
"But you should not have treated her this way. You should not have treated a woman who loved you this way."
"I do not blame you for not marrying her. I understand that you could not stay with her for the rest of your life."
"But you should not have refused to give her even a proper status!"
"A hundred thousand years ago, when you held your grand wedding in the Chang Sheng Epoch, every hero under heaven went to offer congratulations. At that time, did you remember that there was still a lonely grave in the Pill Epoch waiting for you?"
"If you still had even the slightest bit of affection for her, even the slightest bit of conscience, then you should not have let her drift through this world like a lonely ghost and a wandering spirit."
"Did you know that she never blamed you, even at the moment of her death?"
"When her mother held her, she kept murmuring your name. You should not have treated her this way!"
After saying that, Cui Xingxue collapsed to