Chapter 417: Chapter 417: Facing the Heart
Seeing Mo Qingshui sobbing like a child, Luo Feng stepped forward and embraced her. At first, she struggled relentlessly in his arms. "Don’t touch me..."
Gradually, Mo Qingshui calmed down. She didn’t know what was wrong with her. She hated Luo Feng—truly hated him with every fiber of her being. But now that they were face to face, she couldn’t bring herself to feel that hatred. No matter how much he had wronged her, she still couldn’t hate him.
"I know I’m a philanderer, and I know you might not forgive me, but I have never lied to you about my love for you," Luo Feng said softly, holding Mo Qingshui in his arms.
Hearing Luo Feng’s words, Mo Qingshui began to sob even louder. She even opened her mouth and bit down hard on his shoulder. Luo Feng ignored the searing pain, letting her bite as hard as she needed to.
This was what he owed her. Seeing her cry like a child, Luo Feng knew Mo Qingshui hadn’t had an easy life these past few years. And he was the one who had caused it all.
After a long, painful cry, Mo Qingshui finally stopped, though the tear tracks remained on her face.
Looking up at Luo Feng, Mo Qingshui bit her lip stubbornly and asked a question he never expected. "Between me and Bai Ling... who is more important to you?"
Hearing her question, Luo Feng was momentarily at a loss. He gazed at Mo Qingshui for a long moment before slowly answering.
"You and Bai Ling are the same in my heart. Qingshui, I don’t want to lie to you. I, Luo Feng, am indeed a philanderer, but in my heart, every one of you is the woman I love most. That has never changed."
"I would never abandon the others for any one of you. That’s why I refused the marriage all those years ago."
After listening to Luo Feng, Mo Qingshui pulled away from his embrace. She walked a few steps away and stood with her back to him before speaking. "I knew you’d say that. Your disciple really does know you well."
"Lin Yun?" Luo Feng asked, confused. He had no idea what his disciple had said to Mo Qingshui.
Her back still to Luo Feng, head lowered, Mo Qingshui stood in silence for a long moment before finally turning around. When she looked at him again, a smile spread across her face—the same smile he remembered from all those years ago.
Seeing that smile, Luo Feng stood frozen in place. It was as if he had been transported back to their time together. She was still just as beautiful, just as lovely.
"Thank you for loving me for so many years..." she said with a smile. "And... I think I still love you, even now." As she spoke the last words, a bashful blush crept onto her cheeks.
Finally, Mo Qingshui had found the answer within herself. In that instant, the knot of resentment in her heart completely unraveled. It was just as Lin Yun had said: Luo Feng refused the marriage because he didn’t want to become the kind of person he despised.
Luo Feng was a philanderer, it was true, but his love for her was real and without pretense.
Hearing her words and seeing that smile... how many years had it been? Luo Feng was finally seeing it again.
He stepped forward and pulled her into a deep embrace once more. "Qingshui," he said softly, "thank you."
Hearing this, Mo Qingshui smiled with pure happiness. After so many years, they had finally resolved the issues that had kept them apart.
They were still embracing when the courtyard gate was suddenly thrown open. Wan Tai and the Mo Family Head stormed in, their faces livid with rage.
The sight of Luo Feng and Mo Qingshui in each other’s arms greeted them, and Wan Tai’s eyes practically shot fire.
"Mo Qingshui, you bitch! How dare you sneak behind my back and carry on this sordid affair with Luo Feng!" For the first time, Wan Tai showed his true colors in front of her, roaring with fury.
Hearing Wan Tai’s vulgar outburst, Luo Feng’s expression darkened. "Wan Tai," he replied coldly, "do you really think I wouldn’t dare to kill you?"
As he spoke, a palpable killing intent emanated from Luo Feng. Feeling that Luo Feng was truly serious, Wan Tai couldn’t help but take a step back. Only then did he remember that his cultivation was sealed. He was no match for Luo Feng. If Luo Feng wanted to kill him now, it would be as easy as slaughtering a chicken.
"Luo Feng, I can let the matter with your disciple slide, but Mo Qingshui is my woman! What is the meaning of this?" Although he was no match for Luo Feng, Wan Tai wasn’t one to back down so easily. Where Mo Qingshui was concerned, he would never compromise.
Luo Feng glanced at Mo Qingshui with a gentle, reassuring look before turning his cold gaze back to Wan Tai. "Wan Tai," he said, his voice laced with killing intent, "you know better than anyone whose woman Mo Qingshui is. We’ve been rivals our whole lives. You think I don’t know exactly what kind of person you are?"
"You..." Luo Feng’s words left Wan Tai speechless. He could only turn to look at Patriarch Mo.
A cold glare from Wan Tai sent a shiver down Patriarch Mo’s spine. He immediately stepped forward, though he didn’t dare direct his anger at Luo Feng. Instead, he shouted at his own daughter.
"Qingshui, you rebellious girl! Get over here right now! Do you want to see the Mo Family destroyed?"
Luo Feng glanced at Patriarch Mo, then said to Mo Qingshui, "Don’t be afraid. I’m here. This time, no one can stop us."
At his words, Mo Qingshui nodded. She then turned to her father. "Father, you know what is in my heart. I beg you to grant us your blessing."
Hearing his daughter’s answer, Patriarch Mo roared, "You rebellious girl, get over here! Your husband is Master Wan, not Luo Feng!"
As the Patriarch of the Mo Family, he naturally followed the Wuji Sect’s lead. Looking at her father, Mo Qingshui’s heart turned to ice. In Patriarch Mo’s heart, there was only the Wuji Sect, only the Mo Family. There was no room for his own daughter.
How could Patriarch Mo not know what kind of person Wan Tai was? Narrow-minded and utterly despicable. How could Mo Qingshui ever love a man like that? And yet, for years, her father had repeatedly tried to force her to marry him.
This time, Mo Qingshui was truly heartbroken. She looked at her father and said coldly, "Father, you have never once considered my feelings. Your heart has room only for the Mo Family and the Wuji Sect. All you ever think about is how to curry favor with them. You don’t care about my happiness at all."
"What did you say?" Patriarch Mo bellowed. "You are a member of the Mo Family! Is it not your duty to think of the family? I’ll ask you one last time: are you coming over here or not?"
Looking at her father, Mo Qingshui slowly shook her head in disappointment. At that moment, she was truly and utterly disappointed in him. That he would go this far for the sake of the Wuji Sect, for the sake of Wan Tai, without any regard for her own feelings.
Seeing Mo Qingshui’s defiant shake of the head, Patriarch Mo finally boomed, "Fine! Fine! You rebellious girl! From this day forward, you are no longer part of the Mo Family! You are no longer my daughter! The Mo Family has no child like you!"
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