Self-Evident Innocence: It Wasn't Me!

"Hm?"

Li Xiang froze and turned to Qin Zhong.

What were the odds?

He had just thought about finding a place like that, and Qin Zhong brought it up?

Li Xiang asked, "Senior Brother Qin, why are you looking for a place like that?"

Qin Zhong sighed. He could no longer hide the desolation in his eyes.

"I went home just now. My great-grandmother told me her time is almost up."

"Her time?" Li Xiang's heart jolted.

That 107-year-old woman with the Heavenly Baleful Lone Star fate?

"She said she'll pass away peacefully on her 108th birthday."

"So I want to find her a decent burial plot, somewhere she can have a little dignity in the Netherworld."

Qin Zhong gave a bitter smile, one uglier than tears. "After that, I won't have a home anymore."

What made a home?

A home was wherever your family was.

Even if it was a ruined temple or a thatched hut, as long as that lamp still burned and an elder was still there, it was home. It was the root in your heart.

Now that root was about to break.

Then Qin Zhong truly would be left all alone in this world.

"Senior Brother Qin..."

Li Xiang opened his mouth to offer comfort, but words felt painfully hollow.

"You don't need to comfort me."

Before Li Xiang could speak, Qin Zhong clenched his fists. "After my great-grandmother dies, I'll grow stronger."

"Because I won't have anyone left to threaten, or any weakness left to exploit."

"No one in this world will ever make me, Qin Zhong, bow my head again."

He turned and extended a hand to Li Xiang. "Junior Brother Li, once we've helped Master plant the Shocking Heron Martial Hall's signboard on the streets of Tianjin and repaid his kindness, I'll