"Tongtong, stop!"
Mu Yang chased desperately after the figure ahead, shouting, "Stop running!"
But Mu Tong seemed not to hear him. All she felt was a buzzing in her ears. Her gaze was unfocused, and every step felt as though she were treading on cotton.
Only Ye Xunzhi's words echoed clearly in her mind-
"Run. Run to the Ruined Temple."
She did not know what that meant or understand what doing so would accomplish, but Mu Tong only wanted to run, to escape that devil of a father.
Whether the sky or thorns lay ahead, even if she were smashed to pieces, she never wanted to return to that dark, empty little room and become a puppet at someone else's mercy again!
Ultimately, Mu Yang lacked a young person's stamina. Mu Tong was about to disappear from his sight, no one had followed behind him, and there were no cameras.
His eyes turned cold. He picked up a long, charred branch by the roadside and hurled it hard at Mu Tong.
Just as Mu Tong was about to step into the Ruined Temple, something struck her hard in the back, sending her tumbling forward. She watched the man running toward her in terror and scrambled into the Ruined Temple on her hands and knees.
She looked back at the man, whose smile had returned, and even her pupils began to tremble.
"No, don't come any closer!"
Mu Yang merely sneered and crossed the threshold with his hands behind his back.
"I told you, you can't escape. Why can't you just behave?"
"Stay away, you devil!" Mu Tong shook violently, but forced back her tears.
"You're a liar! You've fooled everyone! You've never treated me well at all. I've never been in poor health, and there's never been anything wrong with