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Chapter 763 The Only Family

The subway was about to close, and the pastor had no choice but to get off first. Gao Ming pulled Ci Nian back and placed her next to him.

"You son of a bitch!"

The red light on the platform came on, and the woman led the little girl onto the subway. As soon as they appeared, the lingering stench in the carriage vanished, replaced by the fragrance of flowers and a faint smell of disinfectant.

The station announcements were no longer eerie and had returned to normal. Apart from the lack of light, it seemed like an ordinary subway car.

"father!"

After the little girl got on the bus, she seemed to see something and ran towards where An Luan was sitting. She was very happy, and her voice was full of surprise.

"You... how did you leave home? Why are you here!" An Luan was completely different from his previous crazy state, now as docile as a big golden retriever, his tone filled with surprise and affection.

"father!"

"Don't go there!"

The woman stopped her daughter as she ran, shielding her with one hand and looking at An Luan with complex emotions in her eyes.

An Luan, who had already opened his arms, sat there blankly, not understanding why his wife was doing this. He felt a little awkward as he held the cake in mid-air.

"Your master has already told me everything that happened to you." The woman, dressed in snow-white trousers, spoke in a clear, cold voice, like a finely sculpted ice crystal.

"You... want to leave me?" An Luan slowly lowered his arm.

The woman shook her head.

"Then why did you leave home? Didn't I tell you it was dangerous outside?" An Luan's voice grew louder. He had been fighting for many years, and the smell of blood permeated his body. When he spoke, it was like a hungry tiger baring its fangs.

"Don't scare the child." The woman seemed very disappointed in An Luan, her tone flat as if she were talking to a stranger: "I've been telling you to leave Wansheng, but you've never listened. They're dangerous; it's a man-eating vortex. Once you're trapped, you can't get out!"

"I know, I understand, so I'm on my way home, aren't I?"

"Do you know that Wansheng sends people to monitor us every day? Do you know that your master is determined to turn your daughter into medicine?!" The woman suppressed her emotions. "You know nothing! You've been kept in the dark, pursuing this so-called martial arts, which is a wrong path that will never lead to the end. It will only turn you into a monster!"

“I have already cultivated to the fifth level, and I am only one step away from becoming a god. I can protect you well in this city, and no one will dare to lay a hand on you.” An Luan’s emotions, which had finally calmed down after seeing his daughter, became excited again.

"Yes, you're still thinking about mastering the final step." The woman gave a tragic smile. "I always thought family was the most important thing to you. Back then, to save you, I stayed by your bedside day and night in the hospital. Later, when you developed mental health issues, the children and I stayed by your side constantly, caring for you and trying to comfort you. We did all this not to help you achieve spiritual enlightenment, but to make you a good husband, a father your daughter could rely on. And what did we do? You were just using us, using your family as a safety net to keep yourself from losing your way." *Bang!*

The handrail in the next carriage was smashed, and four ordinary-looking passersby were thrown to the ground. Their arms were broken, and the listening devices they were wearing under their clothes were exposed.

“An Luan, you’re a complete piece of trash.” Zhang Yan, the senior disciple of the martial arts school, led his fellow disciples over from the carriage in the distance. They were the ones who had just knocked those passersby to the ground. “These are all employees of the municipal council. Those guys have been eyeing you for a long time. They are the hyenas that are eyeing your power.”

As he stepped on the employees' arms, the sound of bones breaking was clearly audible. Zhang Yan looked at An Luan with utter disappointment: "Including this woman in front of you, this woman who claims to be your favorite, she was actually arranged to be sent to the hospital in advance by the Municipal Council. They investigated your preferences beforehand and figured out your emotional weaknesses. You thought you had found love, but it was all a conspiracy they had designed."

Zhang Yan directly exposed An Luan's wife's pretense: "Master did threaten her, but it was a threat to prevent her from doing anything excessive, from hurting you, and from hurting your daughter."

"You actually make threats sound so noble?" The woman stared coldly at Zhang Yan: "I was the one who saved him, but you're the ones who've been driving him into the abyss! The martial arts school and Wansheng are in cahoots; they've never treated him like a real person!"

"Don't joke around. If An Luan hadn't possessed exceptional talent and broken through several martial arts barriers under his master's tutelage, would the Municipal Council have even paid attention to him? Would they have sent you to 'save' him?" Zhang Yan's arm muscles bulged: "If you can't have him, destroy him. Isn't that what your Municipal Council is best at?"

"You feed living people and steal the power from the forbidden zone. Do you have any humanity left?" The woman gritted her teeth. She had mixed feelings towards An Luan, but she only felt disgust and anger towards An Luan's fellow disciples.

“The City Council loves to wave the banner of justice while doing despicable things. Haven’t you 13th District produced all sorts of banned drugs and conducted countless human experiments?” Zhang Yan crushed an employee’s wrist, entered the carriage where An Luan was, and looked at An Luan in her seat: “Some of the things the master did were indeed very radical, but he never intended to harm your family. He was just worried that the City Council would use this opportunity to influence you. So even though he knew this woman’s identity, he didn’t do anything excessive to her. He just hoped she would stay at home and be your anchor.”

Ci Nian, who was locked in Gao Ming's arms, struggled desperately. He tried to cover his ears, but he couldn't.

“Anything you hear in this restricted area will become a distorted force. The more you understand, the harder it is to escape.” Ci Nian looked up. Gao Ming looked like he was intently watching the show. He was sitting next to An Luan, and the swaying, deformed roots were almost growing onto him. “We’ll get off together at the next stop. We can’t stay here any longer. Let’s get ready to leave.”

Gao Ming ignored Ci Nian. He had figured out what had happened to An Luan. His wife was someone the municipal council had planted in advance, and Zhang Yan represented the Wansheng Gang at its peak. The two forces were fighting each other openly and secretly, and An Luan unexpectedly became a point of contention between them.

An Luan's master, who pursued the ultimate martial arts, saved his life, but then fed him with his own flesh, raising him as a monster from childhood. He was a bastard.

His wife approached An Luan with ulterior motives and was not a purely good person either.

Wan Sheng poured everything into supporting An Luan, just to mold him into the sharpest weapon.

The municipal council deliberately stirred things up, hoping to reap the rewards after An Luan had grown up; it was all a scheme.

Throughout An Luan's life, only his daughter was truly innocent, and her love for An Luan was completely pure.

(End of this chapter)