Bo Xubai's fist stopped halfway through its swing.
The evening wind howled. With bloodshot eyes, Bo Xubai stared at the man he had beaten to the ground, covered in wounds, and inexplicably felt a chill creep up his back.
He knew better than anyone what kind of person Bo Yan was!
Outsiders all said he resembled their father, but that was not actually true.
No matter how often he cursed Bo Yan as a bastard, he had to admit that Bo Yan was the child who resembled their father most.
Bo Yan's birth mother had passed away, his stepfather had died, and the students who had once bullied him were now either injured or insane...
The police had insufficient evidence to prove that Bo Yan had done all of this, but Bo Xubai knew that Bo Yan was inextricably linked to the deaths of his stepfather and birth mother, as well as those people in Huyang Town who were still lying in hospital.
Someone who could eliminate every threat around him without leaving a trace-the mere thought of such a person was terrifying!
What's more, Bo Yan had only been thirteen when his stepfather died...
To possess such cunning and methods at just thirteen...
When Bo Xubai first learned all of this, several violent shudders had run through him.
This man was a lunatic, a lunatic through and through!
Perhaps that was precisely why their father entrusted those matters to this lunatic.
Their father never said it aloud, but Bo Xubai knew in his heart that their father thought more highly of Bo Yan than of him.
If things continued like this, Bo Yan might very well take his place little by little and become the next head of the Bo Family...
He could not let that happen, and he would not let that happen!
In just a few breaths, countless emotions overwhelmed Bo Xubai's mind.
By the time he came to his senses, he had already beaten Bo Yan to within an inch of his life.
Looking at Bo Yan lying on the ground, barely clinging to life, Bo Xubai's pupils abruptly contracted!
Only at that moment did Bo Xubai realize that, despite repeatedly declaring he wanted to kill Bo Yan, when it truly came down to it, he did not dare kill anyone.
Bo Yan saw Bo Xubai falter.
Blood blurred his eyes. He grinned at Bo Xubai, his blood-covered thin lips moving as he said something.
In an instant, Bo Xubai's expression changed drastically. Every trace of hesitation turned into terror and fury, and he raised his fist and smashed it down at Bo Yan's face!
At the same time, Bo Yan took the punch squarely and spat out a mouthful of bloody froth. Only with tremendous effort did he manage to raise his eyes toward the main building a short distance behind Bo Xubai.
It was a place he had never set foot in during his three years with the Bo Family.
The top floor was lit, and a tall figure was faintly visible by the window.
That man simply stood there, looking down at him from above.
Bo Yan could almost imagine the man's indifferent expression.
He still showed no intention of coming downstairs to stop it.
Another punch landed on Bo Yan's face.
Bo Yan's breathing gradually grew faint.
Suddenly, the corners of his mouth curved upward.
Then, little by little, he closed his eyes.
Bo Yan did not struggle or fight back.
On this utterly ordinary night, he was once again rejected.
Only, unlike before, this time Bo Yan had given up on himself too.
He just did not know whether that man would give him a burial plot after he died.
But on second thought, he probably would not.
He had no home while alive; after death, he would probably be nothing more than a lonely ghost wandering the wilds.
Thoughts flickered through Bo Yan's mind like a revolving lantern.
Suddenly, he seemed to hear something.
His ears rang from the beating, and Bo Yan could not quite make out who was speaking. He could only hear what seemed to be someone calling his name.
-Bo Yan!
-Bo Yan!!
-Bo Yan!!!
Over and over, growing clearer and clearer.
Bo Yan struggled to lift his eyelids.
Through his blurred vision, he saw a white figure race toward him beneath the night sky.
The streetlight shone on that person like a spotlight.
For one instant amid the interlacing light and shadow, Bo Yan's heart skipped a beat, and he thought he had seen salvation.
Yet the next second, he saw that person turn her head-
A lovely, striking face, at once familiar and unfamiliar, came into view!
Wen Ning declared in a voice that shook heaven and earth, "Yan, don't be afraid, your mighty one is here!!"
Bo Yan froze.
Then his eyes closed, and he promptly passed out cold.