The protagonist committed numerous evil deeds.

Chapter 164 Song Qinghuan 5

This is the eighth year since I left the valley, Song Nan. I'm tired of everything outside. —Song Qinghuan

Song's father brought two young men of similar age to Song Qinghuan to visit their home. As soon as Song Qinghuan saw them, she immediately went inside and quickly escaped through the window to practice her swordsmanship by the stream.

She hadn't practiced for long when she was discovered by Song's mother, who had come out looking for her.

Looking at her daughter, Song's mother felt both proud and worried.

"Girl?"

Startled, Song Qinghuan turned around and hid her sword behind her back. She breathed a sigh of relief when she saw it was her mother.

"Girl, stop practicing. If your dad sees you practicing, he'll beat you again."

Song Qinghuan was a little scared and tentatively asked, "Mother, you won't tell Father, will you?"

Instead of answering her, Song's mother asked, "Girl, do you want to go out too?"

"I……"

“Your father and I think the same way. You’re just a little girl. There are many demons and bad people outside that you’ve never seen before. If you go out, you’ll be eaten alive. Cultivating immortality or catching demons is none of your business. Just live your life peacefully.”

Song Qinghuan covered up her mistake by saying, "Mother, I didn't want to go out."

"Pah, you think you can fool me? If you didn't want to go out, would you be looking at those maps every day and carrying around that broken sword?"

Song Qinghuan didn't refute anything, but simply lowered her head and obediently put away her sword.

"Come on, let's go back home. We have guests. What's the meaning of coming here?"

"I dont go."

“Those two young men were raised by your uncle. They are strong and healthy. What do you not like about them? Come on, come back with your mother.”

Song Qinghuan remained still and whispered, "Song Nan said he'll be back soon."

"Oh, so he'll marry you just because he's back? Girl, he wouldn't even look at you. Who is he? Even the two demon hunters in the village said that hundreds of years ago, he would have been a god in heaven!"

Despite her mother's well-intentioned advice, Song Qinghuan remained unmoved. Though she appeared obedient and well-behaved, she held firm to her own principles in everything she did.

In the end, Song's mother went back alone.

That night, Song Qinghuan didn't eat anything all day. Her father scolded her half the night, saying she had no self-awareness, no shame, and that if she forced herself on him, she would only disgust him.

"Song Qinghuan, let me tell you, if you shamelessly cling to them and annoy them, and then completely disown us, I won't let you off the hook!"

His voice was loud, and Song Qinghuan hid in her room, listening silently.

A few days later, Song Nan returned.

However, he did not return alone.

He changed his clothes, wearing fine clothes and a jade belt around his waist... making Song Qinghuan feel very unfamiliar with him, so unfamiliar that she knew very well in her heart that she was really not good enough for her childhood sweetheart.

He was accompanied by several well-dressed, imposing young men. This group seemed completely out of place in the valley.

This time, Song Nan brought back even more money, which made Song's father extremely happy. He stood at the door, boasting to everyone that he had a good eye and had rescued his good son from human traffickers...

Everyone smiled and congratulated the golden phoenix on finally finding her golden nest, and no one mentioned the ridiculous child-bred husband anymore...

Song Qinghuan hid in the room, secretly watching from outside the crowd.

After the crowd dispersed and Song Qinghuan saw the group of people who had been following Song Nan leave, she slowly loosened her grip on the wooden door.

"Wow, Qinghuan seems to have become even more beautiful after a year."

This was the first thing Song Nan had said to her in the past year.

Song Qinghuan laughed. She pestered him to teach her swordsmanship and chattered on about the interesting things that happened in the valley.

Song Nan changed back into the clothes his mother had mended for him. He continued to live at the Song family home, just as before, working in the fields with Song Qinghuan, eating with the Song family, hunting with his childhood friends from the valley, and chatting with others about the world outside the valley...

However, he was unwilling to reveal his background. The people in the valley thought that he did not want to have anything to do with them anymore. By not revealing his background, he would be lost forever after he left.

Everyone knew perfectly well that this small valley could not hold him.

The people who had escorted him back to the valley would come to urge him every few days.

Song Qinghuan heard Song Nan say to those people, "Don't worry, he will leave in a few days."

leave……

These two words became Song Qinghuan's nightmare. As a child, she was afraid of her family leaving; as she grew older, she was afraid of leaving herself; and later, she was afraid of Song Nan leaving...

Isn't Hibiscus Valley nice? Why, why did I have to leave...?

Amidst anxiety, uncertainty, and overwhelming fear, the nightmare still arrived...

That day, the whole family gathered together, and Song's father asked Song Nan to help him choose a young man with good character for Song Qinghuan, and also asked him to evaluate the character of the two men he had brought that day.

Even though she was talking about herself, Song Qinghuan gripped her chopsticks tightly and remained silent, keeping to herself.

Song Nan suddenly spoke to her, "Qinghuan, I think the two people your father brought today are quite nice. You're all grown up now, it's time for you to get married."

Song Qinghuan stopped chewing. Her mother patted her and laughed, "Your brother is right!"

Then Song's mother asked Song Nan, "You're not young anymore. Your biological parents are important people, right? They'll be there to look after you when you go back, so we, your adoptive parents, don't need to worry. Fortunately, we haven't held you back all these years. If you marry a well-matched, noble lady, we'll be able to send you a wedding invitation and make us happy. Then we can rest easy."

Father Song raised his wine glass and said happily, "Yes, my wife is right. This country girl in the valley is not good enough for you. Come, let's drink!"

Song Nan smiled, picked up her wine glass, and drank with her father.

"Son, will you come back someday?"

"Father, I definitely will when I have the chance!"

"Okay! Hahaha..."

The farewell banquet was a happy occasion for everyone at the table, except for Song Qinghuan, whose head was practically bowed under the table.

After finishing her meal, Song Qinghuan returned to her room. Just as she was about to leave after composing herself, she found that her door was locked.

"Mother! Mother! What are you doing! Why are you locking me up!"

Song Qinghuan pulled hard on the door and shouted loudly.

"Girl, don't panic. Your father has already gone to see Song Nan off. He's not coming back this time, so just give up on him."

Hearing this, Song Qinghuan walked to the window and tried to push it, but she couldn't budge it.

"Mother! Let me out!"

Hearing the commotion inside, Song's mother couldn't help but feel relieved. Luckily, she had listened to her father and closed the door so that Song Nan could leave quickly. Otherwise, her well-raised daughter might have run off with someone else.

"Mother! Let me out! Let me out..."

Song Qinghuan's voice was choked with sobs. Her mother softened a little, but she hardened her heart and left home. Out of sight, out of mind.

The door was still shaking violently, but no one paid any attention.

After a long while, the shaking door suddenly calmed down, then shattered. Song Qinghuan looked at the spiritual power in her hand, clenched her fist, and ran out of the house.