Chapter 32 Why don't you understand?
Chapter 32 Why don't you understand?
"Stop! Father, make them all stop!"
With a dagger held to his neck, Mu Qingshan had somehow broken free from the guards' grasp and pulled a dagger from his sleeve, holding it to his own neck.
"Stop!" Seeing the dagger in his hand cut through the skin of his neck and bleed, Mu Changming hurriedly ordered everyone to stop.
"Qingshan, let's talk this out. Don't joke about yourself!"
"I'm not joking, Dad. How many more people are you going to hurt?"
"Okay, Father promises you. Don't worry, Father will definitely promise you!"
She cautiously approached, trying to get close to her son who was threatening her with his own life.
He only had one son, and he would beat and scold him all the time, but only he knew in his heart that this was the future of the Mu family.
At least, until he has a grandson, he is the only future for the Mu family.
"Don't come any closer!" Seeing his father approaching, Mu Changqing became very agitated, not only taking a few steps back but also seemingly tightening his grip on the dagger in his hand.
"Don't come any closer, Dad, please don't kill anyone anymore."
"Okay, Dad won't go. Don't worry, Dad won't lay a hand on you again. Please don't get agitated."
"Put the dagger down first, okay?"
Just as Mu Changming was trying to comfort him, the butler quietly approached from behind and suddenly grabbed the hand holding the dagger.
With a slight exertion, the dagger fell to the ground with a clinking sound.
"Good, butler, well done!" Seeing that the dagger had been taken away, Mu Changming finally breathed a long sigh of relief.
"Take the young master back now and tie him up properly. This must never happen again, do you hear me?!"
Then, looking in Shen Che's direction, he suddenly waved his hand and shouted, "Everyone else, get them!"
"Father, you said you wouldn't lay a hand on me, you said it!"
"I didn't do it myself; I ordered the guards to do it. Qingshan, it's not that Father is heartless, it's just that he really can't be kept alive!"
Seeing Mu Qingshan's helpless expression, Mu Changming gritted his teeth and said, "Look at him, so young yet possessing such skill, do you know what that means?"
"A rogue cultivator? Can a rogue cultivator really possess such skill?"
"If we let him go today and he gets away, none of the Mu family members will survive tomorrow."
"Hurry up and take my son away!" Mu Changming looked at the butler with a cold, murderous gaze. Anyone who accidentally saw those eyes felt a chill run down their spine; they were eyes that could definitely kill.
"If anything happens to my son, I'll make you pay with your life."
"Father, no need!" Chongmu Changming laughed through his tears. Black blood began to flow from Mu Qingshan's nasal cavity, and after a short while, it also began to flow from his mouth.
If the butler hadn't caught him in time, Mu Changqing would probably have stumbled and fallen.
"What's wrong with you? Don't scare your father!" Rushing forward, Mu Changming picked up his trembling son, wanting to save him. Trembling, he pulled out the life-saving medicine he kept close to his body.
Even when they forced him to drink it, they found that his pulse was getting weaker and weaker, and it was impossible to stop the loss of his life.
"Father, as a son I cannot advise you, as an elder brother I cannot protect my sister; I have no face to live on!"
"Since I can't persuade Father, I'd rather end it all than suffer every day. Dad, I feel so relieved now!"
More and more black blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, but Mu Qingshan seemed to be in a relaxed state.
"Father, you taught me to be kind to others, to be tolerant of others, and to have the heart of a healer."
"But why, why have you become like this, so different from someone I don't recognize at all?"
"That's because this world doesn't tolerate good people, because kindness is often taken advantage of!"
Holding his son, whose blood was increasingly turning black, Mu Changming was filled with grief and his heart was in turmoil.
He didn't understand why his only son didn't understand him, and why he chose to fight to the death.
"Qingshan, why can't you understand your father? Why can't you be with him!"
"The Mu family is the largest medicinal herb merchant in the area. It sounds impressive, but do you know how much our Mu family has to pay in tribute every year?"
"When facing those important figures, I have to swallow my pride and keep a smile on my face. Every day, my face has to be stiff from smiling, and I have to swallow all my grievances."
"Just because we're weak, because we're easy to bully, because we can't fight back!"
"But look at your father now!" His aura was released without reservation, and the imposing presence of a near-innate master made everyone around him tremble.
It was like a difference in the level of life, causing people to tremble involuntarily from the depths of their hearts.
No one expected that this seemingly powerless patriarch of the Mu family was actually already a half-step Xiantian (a level of spiritual cultivation).
"Qingshan, look at your father now. I'm only half a step away from reaching the Innate Realm. If I just work a little harder, I'll be able to enter the Innate Realm, and then everything will be different!"
"Give your father time, and he will become a master of innate level, a grandmaster, or even a legendary great grandmaster!"
"At that time, my Mu family will no longer be a herbal medicine merchant who can be bullied by everyone, but one of the most prosperous families in Qingzhou, and even in the whole world."
"Give Father enough time, and one day the Mu family will become a powerful clan, like those aristocratic families, a family that lasts for centuries, or even millennia!"
Mu Changming's voice rose considerably, carrying a previously unspeakable ambition, as if he could already see or even grasp that bright future.
"Ha!" Shen Che, who was listening from the side, couldn't help but sneer. This Mu Changming really dared to dream. Did he really think that becoming a Grandmaster was as easy as taking pills?
Without a solid foundation, the Mu family's meager resources would likely be completely wiped out before they even take off.
To call themselves a family with a history of hundreds or thousands of years—they really have no self-awareness whatsoever.
"Qingshan, open your eyes and take a look. Look at those so-called top sects and so-called aristocratic families. Which one of them didn't have their hands stained with blood? Which one of them didn't rise to fame and fortune by stepping on countless bones?"
"But who dares to say a word against them? Who dares to openly criticize them?"
"Once we achieve great success and our Mu family becomes a first-rate family, what will today's small mistake matter?"
"The world will only know that our Mu family is a top family with a history of thousands of years. At that time, all that will be waiting for us is praise."
"This is neither a crime nor a mistake; it's the only opportunity to change the future of our Mu family, and I must seize it!"
Staring at his son, Mu Changming felt increasingly helpless, as if he wanted to vent all the resentment he had kept hidden in his heart.
"As long as my Mu family is strong enough, all the mistakes of the past will be covered up, and any small favors will be magnified and regarded as a blessing."
"When the time comes, countless people will sing our praises, and many will write biographies about us. When that time comes, who will dare oppose the virtuous and benevolent Mu family? Who can oppose us?"
"Why can't you understand? Why do you insist on clinging to that ridiculous notion of propriety and shame?"
"In this world, only success is the greatest virtue and the greatest shame!"
"My son, please open your eyes and look at your father!" Feeling his son's breath gradually weakening and his life slowly fading away, Mu Changming almost collapsed.
The feeling of having the most important person in his arms, yet being powerless to do anything about it, drove him almost mad.
"Why can't you understand your father's good intentions? Why can't you understand!"
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