His wretched illness had tormented to death his own twin brother!! "Ha, haha, ha..." He suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, "To be born human, yet akin to ghosts, this world truly resembles hell!" His laughter peaked, a man always serene and mild, had never before opened his heart to such unbridled mirth. It was as if he was spewing out years of pent-up frustration, yet every word struck to the heart, bleeding tears, almost like a furious question to this world! Out of control, everything had spiraled into chaos. The thing that Liang Zhichen dreaded most had happened. His initial concealment was out of fear of this consequence, yet still, the consequence had arrived. Dong Huiying’s heart was clenched with worry, she wanted to rush forward, to help up Fourth Brother Liang Haoming who sat dazed on the ground, staring vacantly at the new grave, to comfort Sixth Brother Liang Yixuan, to pull up Second Brother Liang Shuyu, who was acting madly, and to lift up Fifth Brother Liang Yuening, who was trembling and kneeling before the grave unable to stand. But Liang Zhichen tightly grasped her arm, shaking his head slowly, firmly, forcefully. "At this moment, this is all we can do!" They could only wait for them to gradually accept it as they vented. Gradually, like a wooden doll, Liang Haoming, supporting himself with one hand on the ground, slowly stood up. He looked back, staring deeply at the new grave, then turned without looking back and walked away. It was a young girl calling him; he paused mid-step but did not stop. He should have done this earlier. After the Third Brother went missing, he had posted rewards in the black market, but relying on others is never as reliable as relying on oneself. He should have done this earlier! Liang Yuening suddenly lifted his face fiercely, "Fourth brother, wait for me, I’ll go with you!!" He bared his teeth, gritting them fiercely, and ran toward Fourth Brother. He knew what Fourth Brother wanted to do because he wanted to do the same! Liang Zhichen furrowed his brow, extending his arm to stop the two. "Eldest brother, let me through!" Liang Yuening said bitterly, "Third Brother went missing because of that He Su! Back then, I set a fire, and you said I was careless, but what about the outcome?" "The careful way is to post rewards, to trust others to search, and yet we ended up with this?" He pointed at the Third Brother’s grave, and sneered coldly: "I know, I’m not as smart as you all, but there’s one thing I understand! If someone bears a grudge against me, I will kill her, I would rather her body be torn to pieces! Don’t overthink it, nor worry about any damn consequences, if worse comes to worst, we might as well flee for our lives, it’s just a life after all! As long as I can drag her down with me, sacrificing my own life is nothing!" "So what?" Liang Zhichen countered, his long hair snowy white, his face frost-masked, his eyes as still as ancient wells, like a mannequin, more so like an ice sculpture, terrifyingly calm. His lips moved faintly, suddenly he raised his hand, lightning-fast, locking onto Yuening’s throat. Yuening’s face turned purplish, struggling to squeeze out a broken sentence, pleading for Eldest Brother to release his grip, to let him go. Dong Huiying was alarmed; she rushed over, trying to pull Zhichen away, but was pushed away by him. Afterward, Zhichen closed in on Yuening, his sinister eyes filled with malice, dark as ink, dense enough to seemingly drip ink. "One after another, none obedient. You even know you’re brainless? To kill He Su? Do you know why Baobao and I have been enduring! When we collected Shujun’s corpse, her body was torn apart, not even her head was intact, do you know why I kept this from you all?" "If it were possible to kill He Su, would it have been your turn to move?" "Who do you think you are!"