Fighting Against the Odds: I Am the Right Path

Suddenly, for some reason, the joy that had just surged in my heart disappeared completely.

Xiao Ying, the person whom he could only look up to and who was always superior to him, now crawled under his crotch like a dog and picked up the money like a dog just for a few hundred pieces of paper money.

At this moment, Xiao Ling suddenly felt deeply sad, sad that the person whom he once hated had fallen to this state.

After a few minutes, Xiao Ying finally picked up all the money, slowly stood up, held the money in both hands against his chest, lowered his head and left silently.

Looking at Xiao Ying's departing figure, Xiao Ling suddenly felt irritated.

It was obvious that he was now superior to her.

I can scold her like a dog, I can treat her like a dog. Wasn’t that what I longed to achieve in the past?

But why don’t I feel like I’ve won?

"whispering sound!"

Xiao Ling twitched his lips coldly, and the wings of fighting spirit appeared behind him and he was about to leave. The staff in charge of distributing money shouted hurriedly.

"Ms. Xiao Ling, your money for this month"

"No more!"

Xiao Ling replied coldly, and flew away amid everyone's surprised gazes.

Holding the money, Xiao Ying walked towards home step by step, looking dispirited and without any sign of life.

When he was only a dozen meters away from home, Xiao Ying finally couldn't hold on any longer. He bent his knees and fell to the ground, lying tragically on the ground. Tears streamed down his face, and his blurred vision was fixed on the paper money clenched in his hand.

Just for this little money Just for this little money

Xiao Ying pounded the ground weakly, not even daring to cry out loudly, and could only sob quietly.

After a long while, Xiao Ying stood up after crying bitterly and wiped away the tears from her face with her hand.

Don’t let your mother worry, go back with a smile.

Xiao Ying choked up, and after a long while she finally calmed down. She raised her hand to touch the corner of her mouth, forced a smile, and walked towards home.

"Mother, I'm back."

"Ying'er."

Xiao Ying made his voice sound as joyful as possible, walked to the thatched pile, squatted down, and showed the stack of money in his hand to Xiao Qingge.

"Mother, look, this month the family felt sorry for us and gave me an extra 200 notes. I will buy you a new quilt later~"

Hearing Xiao Ying's words, Xiao Qingge, who had sat up, was slightly stunned.

As the former wife of the clan leader, she knew better than anyone that this family was quite ruthless and only cared about how much value one could bring to the family. It was absolutely impossible for them to give more money for such a meaningless reason as pity.

Therefore, what Xiao Ying said was a rather clumsy lie.

Xiao Qingge then looked at the stack of banknotes in Xiao Ying's hand that was obviously tightly clenched, then shifted her gaze and clearly saw Xiao Ying's smiling but red eyes, with traces of dried tears still on her face.

At this moment, Xiao Qingge immediately understood.

Although it is unclear how Xiao Ying got the money, he must have suffered great injustice.

Self-blame and guilt flooded into Xiao Qingge's heart like a flood.

Tears welled up in his cloudy eyes. He hugged Xiao Ying tightly in his arms while she stared at him blankly, and kept whispering in her ears.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. It's all my fault. It's all my fault."

Listening to his mother apologizing to him repeatedly, Xiao Ying's mood, which had just calmed down, was once again filled with grievance. He hugged Xiao Qingge tightly with his backhand, and tears silently fell from the corners of his red eyes.

After the mother and son hugged each other for a long time, their mood slowly calmed down. Xiao Qingge looked at Xiao Ying lovingly.

"Ying'er, I'm thirsty, can you go get me some water?"

"Well, I'll go right away."

Xiao Yingqiang smiled and nodded, took out a few bills from the paper and left the hut, preparing to buy a new wooden barrel before going to fetch water.

And not long after Xiao Ying left, the kindness on Xiao Qingge's face instantly disappeared, and he called out coldly.

"You come out."

As Xiao Qingge finished speaking, the man in black appeared in the hut again.

Xiao Qingge looked up at him and asked coldly.

"What happened to Ying'er when she went to collect the money today?"

The black man was silent for a while, and then told Xiao Qingge every word of the humiliation Xiao Ying had suffered before.

After hearing this, Xiao Qingge felt a pang of pain in his heart.

A strong-willed person like Xiao Ying would be willing to be humiliated for a few hundred pieces of paper money. It goes without saying that it was for himself. If it weren't for himself, Xiao Ying would never do this.

Xiao Qingge covered her face and cried. Not only had she caused Xiao Ying to be in such a situation, but she was now a heavy burden to Xiao Ying.

Xiao Qingge hated himself for his past weakness, which led to Xiao Ying's bitter consequences.

She accepted the suffering, which was her own choice, but she could not accept Xiao Ying suffering with her.

But now, it’s not too late to change.

Xiao Qingge stared at the man in black and gave a cold order.

"Go, tell Xiao Wuyun that I want to talk to him."

Hearing Xiao Qingge's words, the black man's shoulders trembled visibly.

Immediately, a low, repetitive sound came out of the black man's mouth.

"You will die."

The black man's words were so sincere, and he sincerely hoped that Xiao Qingge would change his mind.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Qingge was so strong at this moment and said sternly.

"It's better to die. It will save Ying'er from being a burden!" Xiao Qingge wiped away her tears with her dry hands and looked at the man in black stubbornly, "Ying'er is innocent, but now she has lost her dignity because of my involvement. I will never tolerate this any longer!"

The black man had heard Xiao Qingge say similar words many times. No matter how firm his tone was, Xiao Qingge would eventually choose to compromise.

But, this time is different.

Seeing the determination in Xiao Qingge's eyes, the black man understood that he really couldn't stop her this time.

After a long silence, the black man responded in a low voice.

"I understand." The black man paused and added, "If you have anything to say, just tell Xiao Ying."

"In the future, there may be no chance."

As the words fell, the black man disappeared into the cabin.

Shortly after the black man left, the door of the cabin was pushed open and Xiao Ying walked in carrying a wooden bucket full of water.

"Mother, I have fetched some water."

Xiao Ying placed the wooden barrel against the wall, turned around and wanted to get a bowl to serve Xiao Qingge, but saw Xiao Qingge waving at her weakly.

"Ying'er, come here for a moment. Mother wants to talk to you."

"Hmm?" Xiao Ying raised an eyebrow in confusion, and obediently came to Xiao Qingge's side, kneeling beside her, "Mother, what's wrong?"

Xiao Qingge looked at Xiao Ying, examining her carefully, as if he wanted to imprint her appearance in his memory forever.

Xiao Qingge stared at Xiao Ying in silence for a long time. When Xiao Ying felt a little uncomfortable being stared at, Xiao Qingge slowly spoke.

"Ying'er, mother will teach you a set of skills now."

Kung Fu? Where did my mother get this Kung Fu?

Xiao Ying was stunned for a moment. Xiao Qingge was just an ordinary person. When she was still in the clan leader's mansion, Xiao Wuyun did not allow her to touch anything related to cultivation. It was even more impossible for her to hide anything when she was expelled from the clan leader's mansion. At that time, she and her daughter were really penniless and had nothing.

But now, where did this technique come from?

"Mother, this."

"Ying'er, don't ask yet." Xiao Qingge interrupted Xiao Ying's question, raised one hand, and gently leaned Xiao Ying's head against her forehead, "Close your eyes, mother will engrave this technique into your soul."

Suddenly, Xiao Ying felt that there were many messy words in his mind. As the words were continuously transmitted from Xiao Qingge's soul, those words gradually arranged in order and finally formed a complete set of exercises.

However, although the technique was complete, it seemed to be restricted, making it impossible for Xiao Ying to see clearly what was written on it.

After transmitting the skills, Xiao Qingge's face became even uglier and he started coughing violently. Traces of blood even splattered on the quilt, causing Xiao Ying, who was witnessing the incident, to become extremely panicked.

"Mother!"

"It's okay." Xiao Qingge weakly raised his hand to comfort the flustered Xiao Ying. He stared at Xiao Ying with cloudy eyes and said softly, "Ying'er, you probably can't see the technique clearly now, but you will be able to see it at some point in the future."

"Mother! Now is not the time to talk about this! I'll go get you some medicine!"

Xiao Ying's face was full of anxiety. She reached out to grab the bills and was about to get up and leave, but Xiao Qingge grabbed her wrist and stopped her from leaving. She looked up at Xiao Ying and instructed him word by word.

"Ying'er, you must remember that you must never mention this technique to anyone, even your closest friends."

Xiao Qingge took Xiao Ying's hand and asked her to sit next to him. He stroked Xiao Ying's face with his dry hands, his eyes filled with guilt.

"I'm sorry, it's all my fault."

"From now on, you have to go your own way. Don't care about anyone, and don't trust anyone."

"No matter what means you use, keep climbing up to the top of this family and even the entire world, until no one dares to ignore you."

“By then, you can find something you really want to do and complete it, and your life will not be in vain.”

"It doesn't matter if you can't do it."

"No matter where you go in the future, I will be proud of you."

"I have done many things in my life that I regret, but giving birth to you is the only thing that I have absolutely no regrets about. Even if I could start my life over again, I would be willing to start this wrong life over again just for your birth."

Listening to Xiao Qingge's words after words, which sounded like instructions for final care, Xiao Ying's heart was completely panicked.

For some reason, her instinct suddenly came back, and she had a premonition that she would never see Xiao Qingge again.

This premonition made Xiao Ying very uneasy. He tightly grasped Xiao Qingge's hand and shouted loudly.

"Mother! What on earth are you talking about?"

Suddenly, Xiao Ying's roar stopped abruptly, his body trembled and fell slowly into Xiao Qingge's arms, completely losing consciousness.

Immediately afterwards, the space inside the cabin twisted and the black man appeared here again.

The man in black glanced at Xiao Ying, then looked at Xiao Qingge.

"I have already informed the clan leader, and he ordered me to take you there now."

"Um"

Xiao Qingge nodded, helped Xiao Ying lie down on the thatched straw, gently covered her with the worn quilt, and stared at Xiao Ying's sleeping face for a long time, his eyes full of pity and reluctance. The black man did not urge her, but just waited silently.

After an unknown amount of time, Xiao Qingge looked away and supported himself on the ground with his hands. The black man next to him was about to step forward to support him, but was stopped by Xiao Qingge.

"I can do it myself, without you."

Xiao Qingge's words made the black man pause. He stared at Xiao Qingge blankly. His weak body, which had been lying in bed for a long time, stood up little by little.

It is such an easy action, yet it is so difficult.

Finally, Xiao Qingge stood up by his own strength, took a last look at the sleeping Xiao Ying, and turned his gaze to the man in black.

"let's go."

His eyes and words were filled with firm determination.

The black man nodded and gently placed his hand on Xiao Qingge's shoulder. As the space twisted, both of them disappeared into the hut. The only sound in the silent hut was Xiao Ying's steady breathing.

In the Xiao clan's training ground, Xiao Ling continued to vent his fighting skills wantonly, trying to calm the restlessness in his heart, and the flat training ground became riddled with holes.

However, no matter how much Xiao Ling vented his fighting skills, the annoyance in his heart did not diminish in the slightest, making Xiao Ling more and more angry. Finally, he jumped high, condensed a fierce fighting spirit with one punch, and slammed down hard on the already bumpy training ground.

boom! ! !

A huge roar suddenly sounded, and a strong wind pressure swept across the entire training ground, raising dust that was so high that it was invisible to the naked eye.

As the dust settled, the training ground was no longer riddled with holes. Instead, a huge hole appeared. Xiao Ling stood in the hole, gasping for breath.

"Aa ...

Xiao Ling rubbed her long hair slightly crazily, and scenes flashed through her mind of Xiao Ying crawling under her crotch and kneeling on the ground to pick up money.

Damn it! Shouldn't I be happy to see her like that? Why do I feel so upset?!