Ms. Doctor Divine

Confronted with Kang Yan’s hopeful gaze, the First Elder, despite a sincere desire to offer a clear explanation, knew the futility of such an attempt.

Captured alongside his accomplices by Kang Shi, with the entire clan now aware, how could he possibly provide a reasonable explanation? Even if he did, could it alter their fate?

He had discerned Kang Shi’s cultivation level, a depth of mastery he couldn’t fathom. He couldn’t withstand a single move, rendering all their aspirations mere illusions before Kang Shi.

What use was there to resist?

Having admitted his wrongdoing, the First Elder sought to distance Kang Yan from the affair. If he persisted in denial, Kang Yan might become ensnared in future consequences. Why risk it?

With no ulterior motives left, the First Elder only wished for Kang Shi to spare Yan’er. Despite Yan’er’s frequent disappointments, he remained his child. What more could he do?

The First Elder gazed at Kang Yan, still hopeful, and uttered, “I am at fault. Stray no further. Devote yourself to cultivation within the clan and accompany Ziluo. I ask for nothing more.”

Having said this, he offered no resistance.

Clan members pulled Kang Yan away.

The Clan Leader pronounced Kang Shi guilty, leading to his apprehension.

The multitude that had rushed in from Kang Shi’s side dispersed.

The First Elder’s actions were expected by everyone; the situation was clear. Kang Yan, realizing his lack of options, darted around aimlessly. Ultimately, he grasped the harsh reality that, no matter where he turned, the course of events was beyond alteration.

After an extended period of aimless running, Kang Yan eventually recalled Ziluo and hastily sought her out.

During these recent days, Ziluo had faced a string of misfortunes. Enduring mistreatment from Kang Shi was one thing, but Kang Yan’s actions had compounded her troubles. Injured and subjected to Kang Yan’s physical aggression, she sought refuge in the True Martial Race. To her dismay, she discovered she couldn’t leave the Anicca Race at all, leading Ziluo to roam about aimlessly.

Despite her protests, she realized that making a scene was futile.

Choosing to surrender to the circumstances, she opted to conceal herself for recovery. Once healed, she could reassess the situation. As for the rest, she would take things at her own pace.

Even if they intended to confine him within the Anicca Race for the rest of his life, her father would eventually sense something amiss and actively search for her.

With this reassurance in her heart, Ziluo remained composed. She had been remarkably well-behaved in recent days.

When Kang Yan eventually found her, he witnessed Ziluo tending to her injuries.

He pulled her close and remarked, “Do you still find the mood to attend to this now?”

“…”

“Father has been arrested, and we’re in a precarious situation.”

“…”

“We need to strategize. Perhaps we should return to the True Martial Race and leverage your father’s influence. We must take action; otherwise, how can we endure our time in the Anicca Race?”

Kang Yan expressed his concerns anxiously.

Ziluo regarded him with an icy stare.

The matter seemed of little consequence to her, as if it were unrelated to her.

“Oh,” Ziluo responded calmly, then remarked, “What does it have to do with me?”

“How could it not concern you? You married me, Kang Yan; we are one. With Father facing trouble, do you believe we’ll lead a peaceful life in the future?”