Meanwhile, Chen Qi brought Chen Mu Fei back to the Sword Sect, her expression stern the entire way. Yet once she entered her room, she burst into sobs, tears pouring down like a breached dam.
"Aunt, did I make you angry? Please don't be angry anymore. Hit me or scold me."
Before Chen Qi could speak, Chen Mu Fei threw himself into her arms, wheedling and playing pitiful. Chen Qi raised a hand to strike him, but could not bring herself to do it.
"When will you ever grow up?"
"I've already grown up. I won't cause trouble anymore. Aunt, don't tell my mother."
"Perhaps... your mother was right... and so was he."
"Ow, it hurts..."
Suddenly, Chen Mu Fei grimaced and cried out in pain. Chen Qi's heart ached, and as she undid his tattered clothes, her tears fell ceaselessly. Seeing how badly her nephew had been beaten, how could she still care who was right or wrong? She simply cursed that man for his cruelty.
The affair had caused such a stir that it naturally reached Ji Ruxia's ears. Chen Mu Fei was lying facedown on Chen Qi's couch with medicine applied to his back when Ji Ruxia came to Chen Qi's room.
Seeing Chen Mu Fei like this, Ji Ruxia felt both anger and heartache. She ignored him and walked over to Chen Qi.
"Little sister, come outside for a moment. Let me have a word with you."
"Whatever you have to say, say it here. I need to look after him."
"Then I'll speak plainly. This isn't loving him. It's harming him. Look at everything he's done outside the sect. With someone like him, the Chen Household will be ruined in his hands sooner or later!"
This time, Chen Qi did not argue. She knew Ji