"Old Wolf, that grandson of yours is a little wolf, a wolf cub! Hahaha, even a vicious tiger won't eat its own cubs, after all. You've killed people like scything hemp, yet in the end, there's still someone you can't let go of." Xiang Guiqing laughed, but then his voice grew hoarse, and he said quietly, "I did it for a lover of mine."
"Hahaha!" Hearing this, Zhong Tianlang suddenly burst out laughing, pointing at Xiang Guiqing, unable to speak for a moment.
"What's so funny? Who doesn't have someone they love?" Xiang Guiqing paid no mind to Zhong Tianlang's reaction and sighed. "She and I have known each other for nearly a lifetime. Outsiders like you simply don't know about it. You always think that we of the Ghost Dao barely look human, so how could we have any human warmth? But we're still human, after all, not actual ghosts. Even ghosts must have people they hold closer than others, don't they?"
Zhong Tianlang stopped laughing and listened seriously to Xiang Guiqing's account.
"You know how dangerous our Ghost Dao cultivation methods are. A few years ago, something went wrong while she was cultivating. Although we pulled her back from King Yama's grasp, it left lingering complications that are difficult to resolve, and she suffers immense pain every day. I've tried every possible method and racked my brains, but all I can do is keep her alive. Resolving those complications is beyond me." At this point, pain showed on Xiang Guiqing's face.
Xiang Guiqing's original appearance was gaunt, and even with his current disguise, his complexion was hardly healthy. With that look of pain added to it, his entire face became somewhat hideous.
Seeing Xiang Guiqing like this, Zhong Tianlang could understand the pain in his heart.
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