Mainland Martial Arts

Chapter 108 Double Whammy

That woman was none other than Ma Ziyan. Her expression became complicated when she saw Xu Tian, ​​and her lips trembled slightly, as if she wanted to say something but held back.

"Xu Tian, ​​let me introduce you. This is my wife, Ma Zi Yan." Chu Yi said proudly while hugging Ma Zi Yan, his eyes full of provocation.

"During the time you were away, she missed you very much and often cried. I took good care of her for you, so you don't have to worry." Chu Yi continued to mock.

"During the time you were away, she missed you very much and often cried. I took good care of her for you, so you don't have to worry." Chu Yi continued to mock.

Xu Tian clenched his fists tightly, his nails digging deep into his flesh, blood slowly flowing out, but he seemed to feel no pain. He stared at Chu Yi and Ma Ziyan, his eyes burning with anger and pain.

Ma Ziyan was about to speak, but stopped herself. She lowered her head, not daring to look Xu Tian in the eye. Her heart was filled with guilt and helplessness. She didn't know how to face the situation before her.

Seeing this, Lin Feng couldn't help but want to rush up and beat Chu Yi, but was stopped by Xu Tian with one hand. Xu Tian took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down.

"Congratulations, Zi Yan, you finally married the person you love." Xu Tian's voice trembled a little, and he tried his best to make his tone sound calm.

Ma Zi Yan lowered her head, tears welling up in her eyes. She wanted to say something again, but in the end she didn't say it.

After Xu Tian finished speaking, he turned his gaze to Chu Yi and said coldly: "Is my father related to you?"

Chu Yi raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a smug smile, "I took good care of your father, I believe you have seen it too."

Xu Tian immediately understood that Chu Yi must be responsible for his father's death. But with Ma Ziyan here, he couldn't say it directly. Xu Tian suppressed his grief and anger and said to Chu Yi, "I will come back to find you. Just wait."

After saying this, Xu Tian took Lin Feng's hand, turned around and left. Their backs looked particularly lonely and resolute in the setting sun.

Chu Yi shouted from behind: "I'm waiting for you."

The footsteps of Xu Tian and Lin Feng gradually faded away, leaving only Chu Yi and Ma Ziyan standing there. Ma Ziyan finally couldn't hold back her tears and burst out, sobbing softly.

"Why are you crying?" Chu Yi shouted impatiently, "You are my wife now, don't think about Xu Tian anymore."

Ma Ziyan silently wiped away her tears, her heart filled with pain and helplessness. She and Xu Tian were childhood sweethearts, growing up together and having a deep bond. However, their fate changed while they were shopping.

The sky over Xihai City was gloomy, reflecting the heavy moods Lin Feng and Xu Tian were feeling. Lin Feng followed Xu Tian silently, entering the once familiar, now seemingly deserted, door of his home.

Walking into the house, a sense of loneliness washed over him. Xu Tian's steps were heavy, each one carrying an endless sorrow. He slowly walked to the center of the living room and stood there quietly, his eyes empty and lost, as if the whole world had lost its color at that moment.

"Father..." Xu Tian's lips trembled slightly, and the deep voice seemed to come from the depths of his soul, filled with deep attachment and pain. His father's figure kept flashing through his mind, and the warm moments they had spent together now felt like sharp bayonets, piercing his heart.

At the same time, another heartbreaking image resurfaced in his mind: his childhood sweetheart, Ma Ziyan, who had unexpectedly married his enemy, Chu Yi. This fact weighed on him like a heavy mountain, nearly suffocating him. The double blow, like a surging tide, completely overwhelmed him, plunging him into an endless state of sorrow.

Lin Feng stood aside, watching Xu Tian's agonized expression, his heart filled with pity and helplessness. He wanted to say something to comfort Xu Tian, ​​but when the words reached his lips, he felt that any words seemed so pale and powerless. He could only quietly accompany Xu Tian, ​​feeling his sorrow and pain.

Time seemed to freeze at this moment, and the whole room fell into a deathly silence. Xu Tian just stood there, motionless, like a statue without a soul.

After a long time, Xu Tian took a deep breath, as if he had exhausted all his strength, and finally calmed down a little. He turned his head and looked at Lin Feng, a trace of determination flashing in his eyes.

"Lin Feng, when do you think we should eliminate the Chu family?" Xu Tian's voice was a little hoarse, as if it was squeezed out from between his teeth.

Lin Feng frowned, fully aware of the complexity and difficulty of the situation. He pondered for a moment, then said slowly, "Xu Tian, ​​we can't act rashly. The Nine Emperors Pavilion is guarding Xihai City, waiting for us to fall into their trap. If we act rashly now, we'll only find ourselves in a desperate situation."

Xu Tian gritted his teeth, his eyes flashing with anger: "But I can't wait any longer! I must make them pay the price!"

Lin Feng patted Xu Tian's shoulder gently and said earnestly, "I know how you feel right now. I'm just as eager to wipe out the Chu family as you are. But we must calm down and plan carefully."

Xu Tian was slightly stunned, then nodded slowly: "You are right, I can't put us in danger because of a momentary impulse."

Lin Feng looked at Xu Tian's painful expression, and his heart ached. He thought for a moment and said, "Xu Tian, ​​how about we have a drink? Maybe the wine can help you forget the pain for a while."

Xu Tian was slightly stunned, then nodded, "Okay, then let's drink, a drunk will relieve all worries."

Lin Feng turned and walked out of the courtyard. After a while, he returned with several jars of wine. He placed the wine on the table, opened a jar, poured a bowl for Xu Tian, ​​and poured a bowl for himself.

"Come on, Xu Tian, ​​drink!" Lin Feng raised the bowl and said to Xu Tian.

Xu Tian took the bowl, raised his head and drank it all in one gulp. The spicy wine irritated his throat, but he did not feel any pain, only endless sorrow in his heart.

"Dad, Zi Yan..." Xu Tian muttered to himself while drinking, tears streaming down his face.

A gentle breeze blew, bringing a hint of coolness, blowing on a few slightly withered flowers and plants in the courtyard. They swayed gently in the wind, as if they were also sighing for the solemn atmosphere.

Xu Tian sat there quietly, his figure appearing somewhat lonely amidst the interplay of light and shadow. His eyes were hollow and lost, his hands tightly gripping the wine bowl, as if it were his only hope at the moment. His face was as pale as paper, his messy hair scattering carelessly over his shoulders, and his entire being exuded a deep sadness and despair. He mechanically raised the bowl and downed the acrid liquid in one gulp, the liquid dripping down his lips, leaving traces on his haggard face, yet he was oblivious.