Xiu Niang's curse seemed to have already taken its effect. A child's initial trust for the world came from the love and care of its parents, but this was the one thing that Chang Geng had never experienced.

Even if he was naturally born generous and benevolent, when forced to face doubt and suspicions, again and again, he still only resembled a wounded dog running away with its tail between its legs.

Even if he longed and yearned for that kind of familial warmth, he would still continuously push it away in fear.

Chang Geng was suddenly struck with a strong urge - he had to find Shen Shiliu. He had to ask this yifu face to face, what kind of grand character was he? What intentions did he harbor?

However, before he could step out of the chamber that reeked of the scent of blood, he was already terrified.

That's right, Chang Geng suddenly thought, From the vast knowledge that Teacher Shen sometimes accidentally let slip out, how could he be just some demotivated student who never passed his exams?

Although Shen Shiliu spent day by day idling about, he held the manners of a descendant of noble families. Even if he lodged under another's roof, you would not see the slightest hint of poverty from him... How could he be just an ordinary improper loiterer?

These things should have been clear as day from the beginning, but when he closed his eyes, he inevitably thought of the figure of Shen Shiliu propping his head up with one arm, watching over him when he was ill.

If that was also a false affection 一

The old maid who was trying to peek at them saw that the door had opened. She immediately approached with a smile: "Young master, today..."

Chang Geng looked at her, his eyes red.

The old maid was scared when she saw his eyes. It took a while for her to calm down, and she patted her chest, complaining: "What are you do一."

She hadn't finished her sentence when she noticed the scene inside the chamber.

The old maid froze in place, then she stumbled back three steps and fell flat onto the ground. An inhuman screech immediately left her throat.

At the same time, an ear-piercing warning siren suddenly sounded through the city.

No one knew who had released the alarm in the tower. The two-foot-tall whistle brought with it white smoke that had been dyed with Ziliujin, flying into the sky, its sound resembling water ripples, spreading thirty or forty miles, breaking through the peace and quiet of Yanhui Town that had lasted these fourteen years.

Shen Yi was burying himself into fixing steel armor when suddenly, he heard the Shen family's door being kicked open from the outside. Shen Yi raised his head and immediately grabbed the sword that he had removed from the steel armor.

"It's me," Shen Shiliu whispered.