Chapter 1570: Do You Regret It Now?

Mo Si Huang suddenly gripped the chopsticks tightly in his hand, defending himself in a deep voice: “I didn’t kill you and Feng Huaijin, my hands are clean.”

Su Li mocked: “What about Uncle Mo Yu? The Mo Yu of this world? Are you really completely unrelated?”

Su Li looked into Mo Si Huang’s eyes deeply, speaking coldly: “Tuanzi said you often go to pay respects at the elders’ graves, it’s Uncle Mo Yu, isn’t it? Senior Brother Huai Jin was an orphan from a young age and naturally indifferent, it would be impossible for him to consistently pay respects at Feng Family elders’ graves unless that person was Uncle Mo Yu.”

Su Li’s heart burned with fury, her tone filled with dissatisfaction: “You harmed me, that was what I owed you, once I paid it back we were even, but you caused Uncle Mo Yu’s death. Whether it was the Su Li of this world who has already passed away, or the present me, we could never forgive you!”

Not harming others is a bottom line.

Hurting others is already a crime.

In her own world, she could peacefully sever ties with Mo Si Huang because Uncle Mo Yu was unharmed and still living in Cloud Mist Mountain.

Here, it’s different.

Mo Si Huang gripped the chopsticks in hand, the force almost enough to shatter them!

Su Li coldly stared at Mo Si Huang, the fire in her heart prompted her sudden question: “Mu Qingmei passed away too, right?”

Mo Si Huang remained silent.

Once driven by the promise to find a compatible marrow donor for Mu Qingmei, he was eventually begged by her over the phone to stop harming Su Li.

He… did not agree. With freedom just within reach, how could he give it up?

When he returned after accomplishing everything, Mu Qingmei had already overdosed and died by suicide.

The bone marrow transplant had become nothing but a joke.

Su Li left, Master left, Mu Qingmei also left.

One by one, the people he cared about departed from this world.

Other junior brothers and sisters, led to a rupture with him, some withdrawing into seclusion, others leaving for distant lands, and the Xuan Sect completely dispersed.

Su Li took a bite of her food and chuckled: “Does Senior Brother know, actually Uncle Mo Yu and Mu Qingmei’s marrow was also compatible?”

Su Li knew her words now were venomous, intentionally provoking Mo Si Huang.

But… he deserved it!

He harmed others, so he ought to bear all of this.

As soon as she finished speaking, a piercing sound of a porcelain bowl shattering rang out, startling the server to rush over immediately, “Is there anything I can help with? Do you need another set of bowls and chopsticks?”

Mo Si Huang put down the chopsticks, his tone weary and heavy: “No need.”

The sharp-tongued Junior Sister had already provoked him to the point where he couldn’t eat.

Su Li countered: “So are you regretting it now? Regretting harming the Master who raised you for over ten years?”

Mo Si Huang clasped his hands together, responding blandly: “If I did anything criminal, I would turn myself in. But Master’s death was not caused by me, though I am largely responsible.”

Su Li’s gaze was filled with suspicion.

Mo Si Huang spoke menacingly: “Master’s most beloved woman was Sheng Lanqing, and the second person he cared most about was you.”

“He wanted to help you.”

Su Li instantly understood, because Uncle Mo Yu had always been on her side, always wanting to help her, he ended up being harmed.

Su Li looked into Mo Si Huang’s eyes and suddenly realized something: “The person who caused Uncle Mo Yu’s death wasn’t you, you were just indirectly… the person who caused his death was… was…”

Tuanzi curiously interjected, “Mama, who is it?”