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Chapter 4406: 5.0158 To Live Well

Long Qian's heart subtly skipped a beat, an indescribable feeling overcoming her as she coldly watched her granddaughter.

In that moment, she felt as if she was seeing her spirited, laughing daughter once more.

Their figures inexplicably overlapped.

No, no, they were not alike at all.

Her daughter, Long Chuyun, though equally wild and uninhibited in her youth, would never have been as cold and unfeeling as the little poker-faced girl before her.

"Didn't you just ask me what I would have without my mother?"

"Yes! Without my mother, I am nothing."

"Qiao Qiao," Mu Xingchen's heart tightened, and he couldn't help but murmur softly.

"My life was given to me by my mother. For my sake, she disregarded her own life, using every means to ensure my survival!" Qiao Mu stared coldly at Long Qian, speaking in a deep voice, word by word, "Therefore, I must live even better."

"To live! To continue her life, to continue her future!"

"To walk my own path, to continue my future life."

"Do you know what this is called?" Qiao Mu stared at Long Qian with cold, mocking eyes. The latter's heart sank slightly, and her gaze suddenly flinched.

"This is called mother-daughter affection."

"How would you, these heartless wretches, ever understand? Ever comprehend?"

"Mother gave me life, not for me to be lost in past regrets, nor for me to be consumed by guilt. You don't understand..." Qiao Mu sighed deeply, "She only wants me to live well."

"With life, there is hope. With life, there is a future. To live, it sounds so simple..."

Qiao Mu slowly brought a hand to her chest, her gaze slightly lifted, and she cast a cold glance at Long Qian. "I have no regrets in my heart. I know what I need to do, I understand! You don't."

Mo Lian gazed at his wife's back, his eyes filled with endless tenderness.

Mu Xingchen's eyes were slightly red, his thin lips pressed together, looking at his sister with a relieved expression.

Qiao Mu slowly lowered her hand. Behind her, the turbulent, surging seawater churned and rolled, rising to the sky like a colossal water curtain, sweeping towards Long Qian and the others, obscuring the heavens and blotting out the sun.

The enormous water curtain was about to strike their defensive barrier.

The two elders' expressions simultaneously darkened, their divine power surging, as if facing a formidable enemy, waiting for the power to descend.

However—

The water curtain shattered into countless tiny droplets before their eyes, abruptly decomposing into wisps of faint water mist, dispersing in all directions with soft hissing sounds.

Long Qian's eyes were wide open, waiting for the imminent strike, but the scene before her left her momentarily unable to react.

"Cousin!" Long Hui felt as if he had caught a huge gulp of air just before suffocating.

He secretly loosened his clenched fists, still wanting to say a few words.

Then, Qiao Mu's clear, decisive voice distinctly echoed in his ears: "This is the last time. For Ancestor Xuanji's sake, I'll let you off."

"From now on."

"Qiao Mu and the Forgetfulness River Dragon Clan are done! No more ties!"

"If you dare to trespass, you'll end up like this thing!" Qiao Mu slapped out with a backhand, and a gigantic stone lion three zhang away instantly disintegrated into dust amidst a sudden flash of bright white light.

Long Hui's eyes snapped open, looking at Qiao Mu, then turning back to look at his grandmother.

Long Chuyu, deeply impacted, had already fainted from the shock. Madam Long frantically called for people to help support him, her gaze on Qiao Mu infinitely complex.

Long Qian also felt a persistent buzzing in her ears.

She stared coldly at Qiao Mu's retreating figure.