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Chapter 66 is always the one who gets abandoned.

Cheng's father paused slightly in his hand holding the chess piece, and his cloudy eyes looked at Cheng Mai. He was not particularly shocked.

“What’s the difference between staying in this room all day and being in prison? No matter what I do, people will tell me. Do I live like a human being?” Knowing that defeat was inevitable, Cheng’s father still made a move.

Cheng Mai listened to his father's accusation, "Is this what you call surveillance?"

After a moment's pause, Mr. Cheng gave up playing chess. "I know I don't have many years left to live. I just want someone to talk to me and have a meal with me before I die. Is that a difficult request?"

Cheng Mai found it laughable. "You had many opportunities to enjoy your retirement, but you gave them up, didn't you? Don't you find it ridiculous to say such things now?"

After Cheng Mai finished speaking, he stood up and glanced at Cheng Ying, who was glaring at him angrily. "How could someone who wanted to eat you out of house and home while you were alive possibly be filial after you die? I think you're not old, but blind."

Mr. Cheng's hand trembled slightly as he placed it on the table. "I wish I weren't blind to reason, but what is my own daughter doing? She's keeping her father locked up like a prisoner."

Suddenly, Mr. Cheng erupted, slamming the entire chessboard onto the ground. "What are you doing here? Trying to show off in front of me? Cheng Mai, let me tell you, this is my home. What I do is my freedom, and it has nothing to do with you."

Several chess pieces exploded under Cheng Mai's feet with a crackling sound.

"Your home?" Cheng Mai scoffed.

That laugh completely shattered Cheng's father. He screamed like a madman, "Don't talk to me like that! Don't be like your mother, acting as if she's the only smart person in the world and all the rest of us are stupid!"

“My mother is intelligent.” Cheng Mai looked coldly at Cheng’s father. “What kind of man is he who refuses to admit his failure? Let me tell you, I’m not here for you today. I just don’t want those things to dirty my mother’s house.”

Cheng's father was trembling with anger and coldness, and his gaze toward Cheng Mai began to turn hateful.

“Sometimes I really think, if it weren’t for that test report, Cheng Ying would be your daughter, right? After all, you two are so similar in personality, so self-righteous, but actually nothing at all.” Cheng Mai’s words were sharp. “I never intended to be your daughter in name only. As long as we could live peacefully together, we could get by in this life. But you’re the one who won’t let me go.”

"Stop spouting nonsense."

"You're selling your shares just for Cheng Ying, right? What did she tell you? She told you there's an incredibly powerful sorcerer in Yuncheng who can chant a rebirth mantra for her, making all the sins she committed in this life wipe away. But that sorcerer charges a lot of money, so you're willing to sell everything you own to raise the money for her, is that it?"

Cheng's father instinctively wanted to refute, but he discovered that Cheng Mai already knew everything.

“She’s just a child. It’s her mother who did wrong. They’ve both lost their lives. Isn’t that enough to make you pay?” Mr. Cheng roared.

“What if she gave that money to that sorcerer to use against me? What if she wanted my life?” Cheng Mai asked, staring at Cheng’s father.

Her voice was even a little higher than usual, sharp and aggressive.

I want the answer, yet I seem afraid to ask for it.

Caught off guard by this sudden question, Mr. Cheng was even somewhat bewildered. "No, she wouldn't do that. She said she just didn't want to go to hell, so..."

"So you choose to believe her, is that right?" Cheng Mai added what his father hadn't finished saying, with a hint of self-mockery, "So no matter how much time passes, I will always be the first choice you abandon."

"That's because you leave no room for maneuver in your own actions, how can you expect others to leave you any room for maneuver?" Cheng's father scolded. Cheng Mai smiled, his smile meeting Cheng Ying's smug expression.

"Compared to me, what are you? Even if I die, Dad will never like you." Cheng Ying became increasingly smug, even floating up to Cheng Mai to show off her power.

"What kind of filthy thing barks without even opening its mouth?" Shang Xingjian seemed to be waving the dirt off his body, but a golden light slapped Cheng Ying, who was standing in front of Cheng Mai, against the wall.

A soul slammed solidly into the wall, rolling several times as it fell. Bathed in golden light, the soul felt a burning pain, and Cheng Ying screamed, which was exceptionally terrifying in the darkness.

Startled by the sudden turn of events, Cheng's father instinctively tried to help Cheng Ying up, but didn't know where to begin.

"Dad, save me." Cheng Ying curled up in pain, instinctively fearing Shang Xingjian.

"You say you're tired of being followed 24/7, but do you know that, thanks to your good daughter, I'm the one who can't live without someone 24/7? Because I don't know how many eyes are watching me, ready to pounce and bite me at any moment, and then take my life." Cheng Mai looked at his father, who was full of heartache, but this heartache wasn't for himself.

Upon hearing this, Mr. Cheng seemed to be stunned for a moment, and even his movements slowed down a bit.

“You took someone else’s things, and they just want them back,” Mr. Cheng muttered to himself.

Cheng Mai suddenly laughed, a loud laugh that almost drowned out Cheng Ying's screams.

"I took someone else's things? Who does she think she is? She stole something she'd used for over ten years and it became hers, is that it?" Cheng Mai pointed at Cheng Ying and questioned Cheng's father. "So, in your heart, I'm the one who stole things, is that it?"

Cheng's father was stumped by Cheng Mai's questions. One was his daughter on the ground, crying out for her father, and the other was his daughter aggressively questioning him.

"But she's already given it back to you, what more do you want?" Mr. Cheng retorted angrily, his voice trembling with frustration.

Cheng Mai calmed down, allowing his emotions to settle completely.

She said calmly and with composure, "I said, she wanted to kill me."

Cheng's father seemed genuinely panicked, and even started speaking recklessly, "You're surrounded by capable people now, how could she possibly kill you?"

"That's ridiculous." Shang Xingjian pulled up a chair and sat down, casting a silencing spell. The woman's screaming headache returned. "Does she really have to be killed before she can come to you for justice? And who will that justice be for? For yourself, so you can live out your old age in peace?"

Mr. Cheng was so angry that he couldn't speak for a moment after being verbally abused.

"She only did some lowly and despicable things in her life, how did she end up going to the eighteenth level of hell?" Shang Xingjian raised his hand and beckoned Cheng Ying to his feet, bending down to look at Cheng Ying who was writhing in pain. "What benefits did that Supreme Master give you that made you come here even if you didn't enter the cycle of reincarnation? I guess he promised you that he would definitely entrust the life of the Cheng family to you, right?"

Cheng Ying was in too much pain to speak, and could only look at Shang Xingjian with a terrified expression.

Shang Xingjian kicked the man aside, looking at Cheng's father with a playful smile, "See, she admitted it."

Not speaking out in rebuttal is tantamount to admitting it.