It was not just about Gu Yun's sudden refusal to bid goodbye to him. He had been lied to more than once; he should have long since gotten used to it. He should be facing this situation with calmness.

But this time, the concern and anxiety that had been accumulating in his heart since moving to the capital could finally no longer be contained inside of him; it could not help but come bursting out like water out of the floodgate.

Chang Geng's heart was as clear as a mirror; he had always been aware that his existence was unnecessary. He did not intend to get involved. It was destined for him to be an insignificant chess piece, like in the dark river of Yanhui Town, dragged away involuntarily.

He was blindfolded by the false sense of peace and happiness these few days, and greed had risen inside him. He wanted to grab hold of something, deceived himself, and refused to think about the future.

What more do you wish for? Chang Geng placed a hand on his chest and asked himself. You want too much.

However, despite the waves of turbulence in his heart, when faced with the old grey-haired butler, Chang Geng did not say anything.

The old butler worriedly asked: "Your Royal Highness?..."

Chang Geng silently took the vase from his hands and carefully trimmed the flower branch that he had broken off. After placing the flowers inside and setting it on Gu Yun's desk, he whispered: "I have troubled you."

As he finished, he immediately turned to leave.

Upon exiting Gu Yun's room, he could not help but switch from walking to running, and even the sword training puppet was left behind.

Ge Pang Xiao held a small box of Ziliujin that no one had any idea where it had been taken from; on his way, he almost bumped into Chang Geng. He called out: "Oh, big brother..."

Chang Geng acted like he did not hear it, like a gust of wind passing by, he rushed into his own room then turned to lock the door.

This was also the part of Chang Geng that Gu Yun liked the most, even with great wrath, he would never vent it on unrelated people. In this respect, Xiu Niang's contribution could not be denied. Her long and constant abuse throughout more than ten years had trained Chang Geng to have incredible endurance.

At the same time, the Bone of Impurity buried deep in the youth's body was like vegetation that needed to be fed with poisonous water, and gradually bloomed into a ferocious flower.

Chang Geng began to have difficulty breathing; his chest seemed to be crushed by layers of boulders, the muscles in his body stiffened into a rust of iron, his legs involuntarily twitched.