Chapter 16 — That Day of Reconciliation, the God of War Former Husband Resolved Not to Let Go

Money? Or come to watch and laugh at him? “Ma ma ma.” I let out a sigh, my voice carrying a bit of fatigue and determination to not allow doubts. "The Hoac family and I have long since broken off our relationship." “I deeply sympathize with the situation of Hoac Palace, but I am powerless to help.” "As for advising General Huo... it's even more impossible. Go back." "Miss! I beg you!" Mother Ly still wanted to continue begging. Xuan Dao took a step forward, half helping, half pulling, and invited her out: "Mom, please go home. My lady needs to rest." After seeing Mother Ly leave, crying and sobbing, the tea room once again restored silence. I sat by the window, watching the afternoon sky outside gradually darken, without saying anything for a long time. Xuan Dao gave me a cup of hot tea, muttering in a low voice: "It's worth it! Who told them to treat the young lady like that back then! Now there's retribution!" “Xuan Dao.” I spoke softly to stop her. "There is no way to misfortune, it's just people who bring it upon themselves. Today they received this result, naturally there is a reason for it. As for us... we just need to live our lives well." Even though I said that, my heart was not completely without any ripples. That man who once was as dazzling as the sun in the sky, the one who made me look up, also broke my heart... just like that, has he fallen? Did he lock himself in his study room to regret it? Outraged? Or are you... experiencing the feeling of being separated from you, falling from the high clouds into the abyss? I shook my head, forcefully throwing all those chaotic thoughts out of my head. His glory and disgrace, his ups and downs, have long since ceased to have anything to do with me. Our path lies ahead. The new year is getting closer and closer. Cam Tam Tu Phuong's order was finally completed, the last batch of goods was also delivered smoothly. After settling the wages and giving the disciples a holiday, the shop was temporarily closed. Rarely having free time, I took Xuan Dao with me to decorate my small courtyard full of New Year's atmosphere. Paste confetti on the windows, hang red lanterns, and deliberately buy delicious pork belly, sticky rice and premium red apples, prepare to personally wrap some dumplings, and welcome a warm new year. The day before New Year's Eve, tiny snowflakes began to fall from the sky. Xuan Dao and I were busy wrapping banh u in the kitchen when suddenly there was a loud knocking sound outside the door, mixed with suppressed sobbing. "Who is that?" Xuan Dao wiped his hands and ran to open the door. The door just opened, but it was Ly ma ma! Compared to last time, she was much more emaciated and struggling. Her hair was messy, her cotton shirt was covered in mud and snow, her face still had traces of undried tears and... an extremely clear hand print?! "Miss Chu! Save my life, Miss Chu!" As soon as she saw me, she immediately collapsed to the ground, screaming fiercely, her voice filled with extreme fear and despair. "Mama Ly? What's wrong? Get up and talk!" Xuan Dao and I quickly helped her up. "Miss... miss! Old lady... old lady is about to fail!" Mother Ly tightly grabbed my sleeve, as if grasping for the last straw to save her life, her words were confused and unclear. “Those… those damn creditors!” “They… they brought their henchmen with them!” "Barge into the palace and rob things! Take what you see! Even... even the old lady's teapot was broken!" "The old lady... the old lady was so angry that she vomited blood and fainted! The palace... the palace is all in chaos! General... General he..." "What's wrong with him?" My heart suddenly sank. “General, he… he attacked those people!” “Wounded five people… but there were too many of them!” “General, he… he is also injured!” “They pushed them to the ground… that group of people… that group of people even threatened to… cut off the general's arms to pay the debt!” Mother Ly's whole body trembled like a leaf. "Old slave... old slave risked his life to run out to report... young lady! Please... please save the general! Save this old lady! If you delay any longer... any slower, you won't be able to make it in time!" There's a "beep" sound in my head! Cut off your hands and pay debt? Huo Quyet... the god of war who once dominated the world, was so arrogant that no one could match him, yet he was pinned down to the ground, preparing to cut him off to pay his debt?!