Chapter 302: Irreversible Loss

He raised his right hand and tiny needles of ice condensed between his fingers.

Ever since learning the technique of Condensing Ice Needles, Yue Mingxuan had never once used it.

If possible, he would have preferred never to use such a move.

But that was clearly impossible now.

The Rong Zishen standing before him was obviously not someone easy to deal with.

If Yue Mingxuan did not fight with everything he had, he might very well die here today.

“I’ll make you pay for his life!” Yue Mingxuan shouted.

Although in his previous life he had served in the military and had long grown accustomed to the life and death of comrades, experiencing such a thing so suddenly still left him unable to accept it.

His relationship with Rong Qinglei had only just reached the point it was now.

Yet in less than a single breath, Rong Zishen had destroyed it completely.

They had promised to travel the world together and taste every delicious food they could find.

But Rong Qinglei had left first.

The hatred surging in Yue Mingxuan’s chest had nowhere to go, so every strike he launched aimed directly at Rong Zishen’s vital points. He was determined to take his life.

However, Rong Zishen had spent years fighting on battlefields and possessed immense combat experience.

For the moment, Yue Mingxuan found it difficult to gain the upper hand.

Moreover, although Yue Mingxuan possessed extraordinary internal energy, he had not yet mastered how to use it properly.

It was like a child who possessed immense strength but had no idea how to use any real techniques.

Yue Mingxuan simply could not defeat Rong Zishen that easily.

Still, Yue Mingxuan’s comprehension was quite remarkable.

As the fight continued, he gradually began to grasp fragments of proper techniques.

But this progress was far too slow.

For now, Rong Zishen still held the advantage.

“I told you not to go out alone, but you refused to listen.”

At that moment, a familiar voice sounded beside Yue Mingxuan’s ear.

It was Shang Qinghua.

For an instant, it was as though Yue Mingxuan had found a savior.

He quickly turned his head to look.

“Now that Rong Qinglei is dead, things have truly become troublesome,” Shang Qinghua said with a sigh as he stepped forward. “This man isn’t easy to deal with. Let me handle him.”

“He killed Rong Qinglei—” Tears gathered at the corners of Yue Mingxuan’s eyes and he was on the verge of breaking down in sobs.

“Of course I know he killed Rong Qinglei. If it wasn’t him, was it you?” Shang Qinghua said the words as though he did not mean anything by them, yet they struck Yue Mingxuan like a knot tightening in his chest.

That was right.

If Rong Qinglei had not been trying to save him, how could he have died?

In the end, if Yue Mingxuan had not been so useless, Rong Qinglei would never have died.

The tear at the corner of Yue Mingxuan’s eye suddenly slid down his cheek.

It fell into the grass like something cast into an endless cycle of suffering.

Yue Mingxuan gave a chilling smile and said, “That’s right. I killed Rong Qinglei.”

“You’ve gone mad!” Shang Qinghua quickly stepped forward to stop him.

Rong Qinglei could indeed be said to have died saving Yue Mingxuan.

But if Yue Mingxuan truly killed Rong Zishen in return, then there would be no way he could remain in Beirong ever again.

Rong Zishen, on the other hand, seemed to realize that he could not deal with the two of them alone.

No matter how arrogant he might be, he did not have the courage to face both of them attacking at once.

Moreover, Yue Mingxuan’s emotions were clearly unstable.

If Rong Zishen rashly made a move now, he would likely gain nothing from it.

“I’ll let the two of you cling to life for now,” Rong Zishen said before leaving, not forgetting to throw one last remark at Yue Mingxuan. “But since you caused Rong Qinglei’s death, there is no longer any place for you to remain here.”

Yue Mingxuan said nothing.

In truth, he had never expected to remain within the Beirong imperial court for very long.

If Shang Qinghua had not been constantly exploiting him, he might have left long ago.

Now that Rong Qinglei was dead, Yue Mingxuan felt an even stronger urge to escape from this place entirely.

But where could he possibly run to now?

He fell silent.

In the vast land of Beirong, it seemed there was nowhere he could truly hide.

“You don’t need to pay attention to him. I won’t allow anything to happen to you,” Shang Qinghua said coldly as he glanced at Rong Zishen’s departing figure.

That man had actually dared to threaten his pet?

Very well.

It seemed Rong Zishen truly had quite a bit of courage.

Shang Qinghua’s already somewhat demonic-looking eyes narrowed slightly, making him appear even more sinister.

The moment Rong Zishen left, Yue Mingxuan seemed to lose all the strength in his body.

Just like someone who get possessed, he hurried to check Rong Qinglei’s pulse again and again and desperately trying to bring him back.

“He can’t be saved,” Shang Qinghua said quietly.

“No, he can still be saved. I’ll go find Gongsun Xing right now… Maybe he can still be saved!”

Yue Mingxuan’s voice carried a stubbornness that seemed to come from nowhere.

“Wake up. His heart meridian has already been pierced. Even if you performed surgery on him, his heart was weak to begin with. There is no way he could survive.”

“I’m a doctor! If I say he can be saved, then he can be saved!” Yue Mingxuan shouted while crying.

Seeing him like this, Shang Qinghua knew Yue Mingxuan had lost all reason.

He simply pulled him tightly into his arms.

“Look carefully. He’s already dead!”

“No… no… he isn’t!” Yue Mingxuan struggled weakly before burying his face in Shang Qinghua’s chest and breaking into quiet sobs.

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