Chapter 237: Chapter 214: Questioning Yu Wenzhou
White Sand Star
The day after Yu Lan vanished and the elite Dark Planet squad was annihilated.
The First Legion, led by Su Xingye, finally arrived in a rush.
The man’s eyes were bloodshot, the emerald-green irises threaded with red, and his handsome face was etched with exhaustion.
Even though he had pushed the starship to its maximum speed, for Su Xingye, it was still slow.
Too slow.
Far too slow.
So slow that he couldn’t be by his Female Master’s side, fighting bravely alongside her.
He could only passively receive the news of her death.
For Su Xingye, nothing could be more cruel.
Even the Genius Lieutenant General, who had achieved fame at a young age and enjoyed a meteoric rise, had moments when he was utterly helpless, powerless, and could only passively accept his fate.
His heart felt as if it were being scorched in a raging fire, an agony that pierced his very soul.
But besides this pain, there was nothing he could do.
When the starship was still tens of thousands of meters above White Sand Star, with the Star Port’s silhouette barely visible, Su Xingye could bear it no longer.
He threw open the hatch, and his tall, powerful figure simply leaped out from that immense height.
With his peak 3S-level physique, he would be completely fine.
But for Su Xingye, he would rather be injured himself.
If his injuries could bring Yu Lan back, he would rather die himself.
After landing on White Sand Star, Su Xingye quickly found Yu Wenzhou.
Ever since yesterday, when Yu Lan had pushed him away to face the annihilating artillery fire alone, he had been standing frozen in the exact same spot.
It was as if by standing in the last place she had been, he could still feel the faintest trace of her warmth.
The next second—
Yu Wenzhou, his face numb and hollow, as devoid of emotion as a dead man, was knocked to the ground by a single punch from the furious Su Xingye.
"What the hell were you doing?"
"Yu Wenzhou, we sent you here to protect Lanlan!"
"Why didn’t you do it?"
"Why wasn’t it you who died!"
"Why!"
Su Xingye, enraged, threw punch after punch at Yu Wenzhou.
As a fellow 3S-level, Yu Wenzhou could have dodged.
But as the fists fell, he just stood there quietly, doing nothing.
He silently accepted the full force of Su Xingye’s extreme rage and grief.
Blood trickled from the corner of Yu Wenzhou’s mouth as the man’s voice, raspy and strained to the extreme, sounded out.
"You’re right."
"Why wasn’t it me who died?"
"I was too useless."
’If only I had been a little stronger.’
’Would Yu Lan not have had to sacrifice herself?’
Yu Wenzhou forgot that even if he had been much, much stronger, the final outcome would not have changed.
Belina would never have allowed someone too powerful to remain by Yu Lan’s side.
News of Su Xingye’s arrival on White Sand Star was quickly reported to Marquis Yisha.
When Marquis Yisha hurried over, she saw Yu Wenzhou taking a one-sided beating. Her mind flashed back to their meeting just a few days prior—he had been standing by Yu Lan’s side, a smile on his face, while Yu Lan invited her to their wedding.
These were the widowers Yu Lan had left behind.
One person’s departure...
...had left everyone in agony.
Though her own heart was filled with extreme grief and pain, Marquis Yisha quickly spoke up:
"Arturo, quickly, separate them."
"Don’t let them seriously hurt each other."
"Quick, call a medic over to check on Yu Wenzhou."
With Marshal Arturo’s intervention, Su Xingye, who was merely venting his emotions, was quickly pulled away from Yu Wenzhou.
Even after being pulled away, Su Xingye maintained a vicious glare, staring fiercely at Yu Wenzhou, who hadn’t even fought back as he was beaten.
His chest heaved as he gasped for breath.
As he stared and stared, the Genius Lieutenant General, a man known to the world for his pride and cold detachment, suddenly burst into tears.
Tears welled up in his emerald-like eyes.
"Lanlan is gone!"
"I don’t have a Female Master anymore."
"Yu Wenzhou, how did it come to this?"
"When we left Mingming Star Port..."
When they left Mingming Star Port, everyone’s eyes were filled with hope for the future.
Yu Lan had even said that once this was over and they returned to Central Star, she would hold a wedding with them and announce it to everyone.
’Why did it turn out this way?’
His Female Master—who loved to laugh, who was so kind, so beautiful, so charming—he would never see her again.
It was as if the faith that had sustained him all this time had shattered in an instant.
Once a male accepts a master, it’s for life.
He would never seek another female.
He would only ever have one Female Master: Yu Lan.
If she lived, he lived. If she died, he died.
In the face of Su Xingye’s accusations, Yu Wenzhou closed his eyes.
After a long moment, a voice sounded, so strained and hoarse it was as if gravel were scraping his throat.
"I’m sorry."
Other than "I’m sorry," he no longer knew what else he could do.
Watching Su Xingye and Yu Wenzhou stare at each other, their gazes filled with something akin to hatred, tears instantly fell from Marquis Yisha’s eyes.
"Don’t blame Wenzhou."
"This is all the fault of the Dark Night Star Thieves and the forces of the Dark Planet."
"In that situation, Wenzhou tried his best. There was nothing he could do. It was simply impossible."
"If Lanlan were still here, she certainly wouldn’t want to see you blaming each other."
"You must unite, crush the Star Thieves and the forces of the Dark Planet, and avenge Lanlan."
"Stop blaming each other. Stop this. Wenzhou didn’t want this to happen either."
"He is just as heartbroken as you are. Lanlan was his Female Master, too."
Marquis Yisha spoke each word with heartfelt sincerity.
She knew that Su Xingye probably couldn’t accept Yu Lan’s sudden departure right now.
But time would slowly heal all wounds.
This current scene was something none of them wanted to see.
If anyone was truly at fault, it was only the detestable forces of the Dark Planet.
Crushing them might take a very, very long time.
It might not even be achievable in this lifetime.
But if Su Xingye and Yu Lan’s other Beast Husbands joined forces, that day would surely come.
With hatred, with a goal, they could continue to live on.
The dead are gone, but the living must go on.
If Yu Lan could choose, she would have wanted Su Xingye, Huo Zhanting, and the others to start new lives and continue to live well in this world.
As Marquis Yisha’s words faded, Su Xingye seemed to abruptly lose all his strength and collapsed to his knees on the ground.
He suddenly reached out a trembling hand, feeling the ground in front of him.
His voice, hoarse and trembling, rang out:
"Did it... did it hurt?"
"She was always so afraid of pain."
And yet she chose the most gruesome way to die.
Sometimes, an inexplicable hatred would rise in Su Xingye’s heart.
’Why couldn’t Yu Lan have been a little more selfish?’
’Why did she always have to care about so many ordinary people, making her own life so exhausting?’
’If she had been selfish like Louisa and Belina, would things have ended differently for them?’
On the empty, deserted street...
...a man’s cry of anguish—grief-stricken, hoarse, and utterly broken—suddenly echoed.
「Meanwhile」
On a sickbed, a beautiful young female who had been unconscious for a full day opened her eyes.
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