What troubled Liu Hui was this… Xiao Bao called Liang Bo "Grandpa" every day, and Liang Bo only had one daughter, Liang Jingyue. Did this mean that Xiao Bao was actually Liang Jingyue’s son?

The mere thought of Liang Jingyue having a child felt like a venomous snake constantly gnawing at Liu Hui’s heart. When he and Liang Jingyue were together, they never crossed the final line. Therefore, if this Xiao Bao truly was her child, he must have been fathered by another man.

Back then, Liang Jingyue told Liu Hui that abstaining from premarital sex was for the sake of their future happiness, a sentiment Liu Hui strongly agreed with, and he never forced her. But now, Liang Jingyue might have a son with someone else—how could the Liu Hui, who had secretly yearned for her all these years, bear this?

So, even though Liu Hui had tracked down Liang Bo and potentially found Liang Jingyue’s whereabouts, he was overwhelmingly heartbroken. He did not want to see Liang Jingyue raising another man’s child, even though he long ago forfeited any right to judge her, as he was already married to Hu Xian'er.

The more Liu Hui thought about it, the sadder he became, as if something heavy was lodged in his chest, suffocating him. After a moment’s thought, he leaped onto the treetops, closely trailing Liang Bo and Xiao Bao, determined to see the truth.

Tracking them, Liu Hui muttered to himself, "Xiao Bao isn't Jingyue’s. This must be a misunderstanding."

The calm that had settled over Liu Hui shattered upon seeing Xiao Bao, unleashing a furious tide of jealousy. He began to resent Liang Jingyue. In that moment, he completely failed to see his own fault; he had already married Hu Xian'er publicly, so how could he possibly dictate whether Liang Jingyue had a child?

Liang Bo and Xiao Bao leaned into each other, walking forward intimately. Though their pace was slow, they soon exited the woods and arrived at a farm bordering the forest. They opened the gate and walked in.

Liu Hui forcibly suppressed the turmoil in his heart. He jumped onto the farmhouse roof and slipped through an open window at the top, observing Liang Bo and Xiao Bao’s every move from above.

Liang Bo entered a room and said to Xiao Bao, "Xiao Bao, quickly wash your hands, then go see your mother. She misses you the most."

Xiao Bao obediently replied, "Grandpa, I’ll go see Mother right away." He then washed his hands and quietly ascended the stairs.

Watching Xiao Bao go upstairs, Liu Hui’s heart hammered wildly.

Xiao Bao stopped outside a room on the second floor. He knocked gently and called out, "Mom, it’s Xiao Bao."

A cough echoed from inside, followed by a woman’s raspy voice saying, "Oh, it’s Xiao Bao. Come in quickly!"

Liu Hui, standing outside the door, felt struck by lightning. Though the voice was hoarse, he instantly recognized it: it was the Liang Jingyue he had longed for, missing for so long. He had finally found her.

Liu Hui had searched the world for the Liang Bo family, unaware that they were hiding in the most remote place imaginable, closest to the Antarctic continent. The area was naturally sparsely populated, and because the Liang Bo family deliberately kept distance from neighbors, rarely interacting with outsiders, Liu Hui's global search had failed to locate the Jingyue family.

Inside the room, Liang Jingyue laughed, "Xiao Bao, come here and let Mom look at you. Haha, our Xiao Bao looks very happy today!"

Liu Hui fought to control his excitement. He crept outside the window and peered into the room. He saw the somewhat frail Liang Jingyue lying in a large bed, covered by a quilt, while Xiao Bao affectionately hugged her neck.

Though Liang Jingyue was now thin and bedridden, a blissful smile graced her face. Her gaze rested tenderly on Xiao Bao, as if he were her entire world.

Liu Hui saw that Xiao Bao was indeed Liang Jingyue’s child, and the tenderness in her eyes confirmed it!

He instantly felt dizzy, his mind swimming with crushing disappointment. This woman, who once swore to love him forever, who in the history known even to Wei Chao might have become his wife, had finally slipped completely away, bearing a child with another man. No wonder Liang Jingyue never sought him out over the years—she already had a new home and a child.

This feeling of complete rupture with Liang Jingyue was like being stabbed in the heart, yet he knew he no longer had the standing to scold her.

Liang Jingyue and Xiao Bao chatted intimately in the room, but Liu Hui dared not watch any longer, terrified he might lose control. With a swift movement, he sprang onto the farmhouse roof, then launched himself into the trees, running wildly back to where he parked his car. He started the engine, pushed the speed to its maximum, and sped away from that heartbreaking place.

Liu Hui drove on at breakneck speed, his mind utterly blank, as if abandoned by the entire world. Stabbing pains shot through him; the woman he had deeply loved no longer belonged to him.

He drove frantically, arriving at a remote little town by nightfall.

Noticing a small bar as he drove through, he pulled over, entered, and sat at the counter, ordering, "Boss, bring me two bottles of your best hard liquor."

Liu Hui refused to face the reality of Liang Jingyue having a child with another man; he sought to anesthetize himself with alcohol, just as he had chosen to flee "Star City" earlier. In that moment, he wanted a profound stupor, a way to completely forget Liang Jingyue, the woman hidden deep within his heart.

The bar owner glanced at Liu Hui, judging from his attire that he was a wealthy man, and promptly brought him two fine bottles.

Liu Hui twisted the caps off the bottles and began drinking straight from them, bypassing any glass. His unrestrained gulping stunned the other patrons in the bar.

He quickly downed the first bottle of baijiu, then opened the second, repeating the process until it too was empty. Now a Foundation Establishment stage Divine Master, his body had undergone fundamental changes. While he no longer needed to shunt excess liquor into his storage space as before, these two bottles were far from enough to truly intoxicate him.

Liu Hui roared, "Boss, this liquor is excellent! Bring me two more bottles!"

Liu Hui consuming two more bottles in quick succession astonished the bar patrons. The owner began to worry, afraid this wealthy-looking Easterner might cause trouble if he drank too much, so his movements became hesitant.

Feeling slightly tipsy, Liu Hui noticed the owner’s hesitation and roared in anger, "What? Afraid I can’t pay the bill?" He pulled out a thick wad of US dollars from his coat and carelessly tossed a few bills onto the table.

The owner sighed, picked up the money, and brought Liu Hui two more bottles of baijiu. A few people watching Liu Hui toss out that stack of dollars immediately grew avaricious.

Liu Hui finished two more bottles. Only after these did he begin to feel the effects of the alcohol. The harder he tried to forget Liang Jingyue and Xiao Bao, the more vividly the image of Xiao Bao affectionately hugging Liang Jingyue’s neck appeared. The thought that this was her child with someone else made his heart bleed, and his eyes grew bloodshot.

"Does it mean Jingyue never truly loved me when she said she did? Is that why she never came looking for me, and instead chose to have a child with another man?" Liu Hui began to ramble incoherently in his drunken haze.

"No, Jingyue isn't that kind of person. Did she find out I married Xian'er, and because she felt betrayed of her vow of love to me, she became heartbroken and sought solace with another man?"

"That’s not right either! Didn’t I wait two years for Jingyue back then? And I wasn't married to Xian'er then! Wait, judging by Xiao Bao’s age, he must have been conceived right after Jingyue mysteriously disappeared, right? Otherwise, how could Xiao Bao be that old? That suggests Jingyue chose another man almost immediately after we parted ways.

Did Jingyue truly never care about me? Why such haste to find another man?"

"And why did Jingyue suddenly vanish back then, never to be found again?"

Liu Hui drank and spiraled into confusion. Under the numbing effect of the alcohol, compounded by the intense shock from seeing Xiao Bao during the day, his usually hyper-rational mind became trapped in the inescapable knot of whether Liang Jingyue loved him and why she had a child with someone else.

"Why?" Liu Hui grew increasingly furious. He suddenly hurled the bottle in his hand to the ground, shattering it completely. The action startled everyone in the bar.

"What’s wrong, handsome? Why such a fit of anger? Why don't you let this sister keep you company tonight and help cool you down?" A heavily made-up woman approached and placed a hand on Liu Hui’s shoulder.

Liu Hui gave the woman a cold look and said, "Take your hand off me and get lost immediately."

The woman, clearly a prostitute, giggled sweetly, "Handsome, don't be so harsh! Tell Sister your troubles, and I guarantee you’ll forget them all. Don’t you think my body can help you relax?"

Liu Hui was drunk, but he forcibly suppressed his rising anger. He pulled out a stack of US dollars and pressed them into the woman’s hand, saying, "That’s enough. I don't need you; it's best if you stay away."

The woman saw the several thousand dollars in her hand and was ecstatic; it was equivalent to a month's earnings. She planted a kiss on Liu Hui's cheek and chirped, "Thank you, handsome!" Then, she waddled away with her ample figure and returned to her seat.

Liu Hui's lavish dismissal of the prostitute made the observant patrons in the bar green with envy. He continued drinking until he was utterly drunk, eventually losing track of how much he had consumed because he remembered nothing else.

In his profound intoxication, Liu Hui became unusually volatile. The matter of Liang Jingyue having a child had deeply provoked him, leaving him with a volatile evil fire that had no outlet.

Late at night, Liu Hui stumbled out of the bar. His eyes were red, and everything seemed wrong, as if everyone had wronged him. The few people who had followed him out of the bar were startled by the beast-like glare in his eyes.

Ignoring their intentions, the drunken Liu Hui found his car, got in, and mindlessly steered in a random direction, continuing to drive.

Liu Hui drove with terrifying speed, as if the thrill of the rush could erase his thoughts of Liang Jingyue. While speeding, he let out wild, mournful yells from the car—no one could decipher what he was shouting.

His car rocketed down the highway. As he rounded a sharp curve, he saw a massive truck parked ahead, completely blocking the road.

Liu Hui slammed on the brakes. The tires shrieked, and the car screeched to a halt. Drunkenly, he got out and walked toward the truck, intending to see what the obstruction was. The interruption of his high-speed escape infuriated him.

As Liu Hui exited his car, four figures emerged from the surrounding darkness. Their faces were masked with black cloth, and they held steel pipes, closing in on him.

Though disguised, Liu Hui recognized them as the men who had been tailing him in the bar—they hadn't even changed their clothes.

"What—what do you want?" Liu Hui slurred his question.

"Hey, buddy, you seem to have a lot of money! Handing out thousands of dollars to a mere tramp like that. And our brothers are short on cash—care to offer us some assistance?" the leader said in a bizarrely pitched voice.

"Assist you? Why should I assist you? Are we close friends?" Liu Hui’s brain, dulled by alcohol, failed to grasp the implication of their words.

"Boss, stop wasting time with him. Let’s just do it! He’s completely drunk and doesn't know what he’s saying. A drunkard driving that fast—we only caught him because we took a shortcut," one subordinate said.

"Listen, be smart, hand over the cash in your pocket quietly, and we’ll let you walk. Otherwise—" the leader snarled the threat, then swung his steel pipe at Liu Hui’s electric car, attempting to dent it as a form of intimidation.

The leader hadn't accounted for Liu Hui’s custom-made electric vehicle. The steel pipe didn't even scratch the car; instead, it rebounded, nearly smashing into the leader’s head.

"Old man..."

"Brothers, we’ve hit the jackpot! This guy's identity is definitely not simple. Not only is he carrying a large amount of cash, but his car is bulletproof—it must be worth a fortune," the leader, startled, quickly became overjoyed.

Liu Hui mumbled discontentedly, "Don't smash my car, or else—"

Another underling stepped forward viciously and said, "Kid, hand over the money quickly, or don't blame us for being impolite." He then shoved Liu Hui.

Instinctively, Liu Hui blocked the push, sending the subordinate sprawling onto the ground. The others froze, then erupted in rage, charging forward to beat Liu Hui senseless.

Though drunk and oblivious to the situation, Liu Hui's basic combat reflexes were intact. With casual blocks and a few quick strikes, he sent them all tumbling.

"Stop, or I’ll shoot!" a warning voice suddenly rang out from nearby.

Liu Hui turned back, his eyes blurry with alcohol, and saw the leader pulling a handgun from his coat, aiming it right at him. The other subordinates scrambled back to stand behind their boss.

The anger in Liu Hui’s heart was finally ignited—the shock of Liang Jingyue’s child, coupled with the fury of having a gun pointed at his head—these negative emotions surged, overwhelming him with an unstoppable homicidal urge.

"Kid, you fight well! Too bad you ran into us..." The leader held the gun steady, confident of victory, preparing to mock Liu Hui.

But in the next instant, the scene before him blurred, and Liu Hui vanished. The leader was startled, then felt an agonizing pressure erupt from his chest, followed by a tremendous force bursting outward, blowing his body into fragments. Blood and shredded flesh sprayed everywhere.

The other three, witnessing their boss’s chest explode after being struck by Liu Hui, were momentarily stunned as Liu Hui charged toward them. Before they could react, they too were struck in the chest, and their bodies also detonated, splattering blood and gore.

Having instantly dispatched the four thugs, Liu Hui felt no abatement of his rage; instead, he became even more savage. Ignoring the pulverized remains of the small-time crooks, the blood-soaked Liu Hui walked to the massive truck. He braced his hands against it and, with a heave, shoved the huge truck sideways until it toppled over and crashed down the nearby ravine.

After this, Liu Hui acted as if nothing had happened, returning to his car and continuing forward. The thrill of the high-speed drive could no longer suppress the evil fire churning within him.

The car proceeded, but having drunk so much baijiu that night, Liu Hui suddenly felt an urgent need to urinate.

He pulled the car to the roadside, leaned against a large tree, and began relieving himself against the trunk.

As the night breeze swept by, Liu Hui thought about his past love with Liang Jingyue while he urinated. He thought about waiting two agonizing years for her, only for her not only to ignore him but also to bear a child with another man. The thought was so devastating that he leaned against the tree and wept uncontrollably.

After weeping by the tree for a time, Liu Hui stopped. He pulled out the white jade tablet from his storage space and murmured, "I really want to see just how exceptional Liang Jingyue’s man must be to make her abandon me for him."

However, the sliver of reason remaining in Liu Hui's mind told him this was wrong. He suddenly sighed and hurled the white jade tablet far out onto the road ahead, laughing bitterly, "Who is Liang Jingyue's man? Does it matter now? She has her child, and I have my family."

He tossed the white jade tablet far down the road, making no move to retrieve it, intensely afraid he might be tempted to use it to go back and investigate. Liu Hui turned to drive away, ignoring the tablet.

What Liu Hui failed to notice was that the moment the white jade tablet struck the ground, it made a distinct crack, snapped into two pieces, and dissolved into white powder, vanishing as if it had never existed in this world.

Liu Hui’s agitation, coupled with the rising tide of alcohol, made his thoughts increasingly muddled. As he continued driving, he encountered a thick patch of fog ahead. Even with his enhanced vision, he couldn't penetrate the murk to see what lay beyond. However, being in a state of deep intoxication, Liu Hui felt no fear and drove the car straight into the dense fog, pushing onward.

The car advanced through the fog, which seemed boundless, with no visible edge. Liu Hui traveled in a daze for an indeterminate time until his vision suddenly cleared. The fog began to thin, and vaguely, familiar buildings came into view.

Just as Liu Hui’s car burst free of the fog, an old-fashioned oil tanker truck suddenly appeared directly in front of him. Due to his drunken stupor and the visual interference from the fog, Liu Hui failed to brake in time and collided with the truck. His car rammed into the truck’s front end, damaging it significantly.

After the collision, numbed by alcohol, Liu Hui quickly fell into a deep sleep inside his vehicle. Whether a moment or a long time passed, a noise startled him awake. He groggily opened his eyes and saw a wrench striking the windshield in front of his car, while someone in the damaged truck opposite was shouting curses at him.

It was clear his car had struck theirs, and Liu Hui wasn't getting out or backing up, leading to the other party’s immense anger, evidenced by the wrench thrown from the cab to smash his glass. Unfortunately for the attacker, Liu Hui’s car was exceptionally sturdy, and the wrench failed to break the window.

It was precisely the sound of the wrench striking the glass that jolted Liu Hui awake. Ignoring whether the other person could hear him, he murmured an apology from inside the car, then began to back up, maneuvering the vehicle away unsteadily.

The furious curses of the other driver followed immediately behind him. For some inexplicable reason, Liu Hui suddenly found that driver's voice oddly familiar, as if he had heard it often. But his brain was currently anesthetized by alcohol, making it impossible for him to place who that person was.

Liu Hui continued driving forward. As he approached an intersection ahead, he instinctively turned right, finding himself on a road deeply familiar to him. After traveling down this route for a stretch, he entered a residential complex.

Liu Hui parked the car within the complex and staggered toward one of the buildings. He entered the elevator and rode it up to the floor of a specific apartment. Patting his pockets, he realized he didn't have his key. He began pounding heavily on the door instead.

The door opened quickly. A woman—the one who haunted his waking thoughts—peered out. Tears still stained her cheeks, but the moment she saw Liu Hui, she exclaimed joyfully, "Ah Hui, I knew it. I knew you would come looking for me."