The Space-Time Boss: 1970s Revolution

Chapter 148: Shishi, He's Dead...

The guards glanced at Mu Lianshen's expression with concern, hesitant to offer help with the medication.

He waved them off, "Bring me the set of clothes from the car."

Once the clothes were brought, he didn't bother with the medication, simply changing into the new outfit.

The guard anxiously said, "You haven't applied the medicine..."

Mu Lianshen ignored him, putting on a black, somewhat thick outfit that clearly wasn't suited for the current weather. He also wore an overcoat.

His black attire fit him well, the belt snug around his slim waist, standing straight with a grave demeanor. His blood-stained clothes were discarded carelessly on the floor.

He walked slowly out of the room and went straight to Fu Xiao's room.

At the door, he paused for a moment, clenching his fists. He gently pushed open the door and entered.

Fu Hong at the door attempted to stop him, but was held back by Fu Weilun.

Mu Lianshen quietly entered her room.

The wounds on his back were throbbing painfully, but he paid no heed.

By the bedside, he knelt down, gazing at her slightly reddened eyes and the traces of tears on her nose.

Mu Lianshen reached out with trembling fingers to caress the corner of her eye.

Sensing the cool touch, she instinctively moved closer, mumbling in a muddled voice, "Mommy..."

Mu Lianshen's hand froze in place, his gaze filled with sorrow.

He gently caressed her cheek and softly rubbed her hair. After a long while, he slowly stood up, took a final, deep look at her, and left the room.

He quietly closed the door and looked at Fu Hong, softly requesting, "Can you take me to the cemetery?"

Fu Hong glanced instinctively at Fu Weilun.

Mu Lianshen's gaze followed Fu Weilun, who nodded slightly and said, "Sure... Ah Hong, take him to the back mountain."

"Don't go through the village; take the back route..."

Fu Hong led Mu Lianshen out of the Fu family gate, avoiding the main road, and took a detour through the back mountain.

Along the way, Fu Hong stole glances at him repeatedly.

Mu Lianshen finally met his gaze and asked, "Something on your mind?"

Fu Hong, somewhat annoyed, retorted, "I just think you and my sister look very alike..."

"Hmm..."

Fu Hong's anger flared up, "If it weren't for someone trying to harm our family, my sister wouldn't have wanted to find you at all."

"So, even if you are Xiao Xiao's father, don't think you can mistreat her..."

If it weren't for the threat to their family, Xiao Xiao would never have sought him out. She didn't care about him as a father.

Mu Lianshen looked at Fu Hong's eyes, which were similar to Fu Xiao's, and said softly, "I won't mistreat her..."

Fu Hong wanted to lash out for his sister's sake, but seeing Mu Lianshen's face made him unable to find the words.

With a cold snort, he quickened his pace.

They soon arrived at the back mountain, where Fu Hong led him to the two tombs at the far corner.