[Long Family]
The tension in the air seemed to vibrate between two people with unspoken words and unresolved emotions. Their gazes locked onto each other while one of them kept on narrating the story about the death of the son of the woman in front of him.
The woman's cold and piercing gaze was boring holes in his body as if trying to find any shred of lie in his words. The boy had a serene expression on his face while a sense of sadness stayed hidden in the depth of his heart.
During the narration of his story the scene of his own childhood flashed through Noah's mind. The memories he had buried deep inside his heart along with the pain he felt with them.
With each passing moment Xin Yan's eyes turned lifeless mirroring that of a dead body she felt as if her heart was clenched in a cold grip.
Noah clenched fists, his brows furrowed, and his jaw tensed as he struggled to find the right words, to voice what had been left unspoken for far too long.
After a few seconds of internal struggle passed, only determination was left as he told her how her boy passed away when she was away.
Across from him, Xin Yan looked like a lifeless doll, her back straight and shoulders squared. She clenched her hand to form a fist, the strength behind her grip was so strong that her nails pierced the skin of her hands and blood started to drip on the ground.
She bit her lips, a subtle sign of the emotions she fought to keep in check.
Although having a subtle idea of what had transpired, Xin Yan still wanted to have a fragile ray of hope in her heart.
She yearned for that inner voice to be wrong, to be deceiving her, desperately wanting her baby boy to be safe and sound.
But the reality was often Cruel!.
When Noah declared the death of her boy, it was as if time itself had frozen.
The weight of those words hung in the air, heavy and suffocating. In the space between heartbeats, the woman's world seemed to fracture into a thousand pieces. The room around her faded into insignificance as her focus narrowed, her attention riveted solely on the boy before her.
For a fleeting moment, Xin Yan hoped that the man in front of her was lying but she sensed not a single shred of falsehood in his words.
After what seemed like an eternity, Xin Yan moved for the first time as she charged at him with full speed.
'Kill!!'
Her hands were a blur, aiming straight for the very heart that had once been nestled so close to her own. In a heartbeat, she was in front of him, her fingers poised to strike, her eyes blazing with a fiery mix of anger, loss, and raw desperation.
But as her hand closed in on the boy's chest, a strange stillness settled over the room. She kept an eye on his expression as her hand moved to deliver the final blow. To her astonishment, the boy did not flinch, or did anything to stop her attack from continuing.
Instead, he just looked deep in her eyes with warmth that shocked her to the core. Long Tian's face when he collapsed in her arm overlapped with the face of the man in front of her.
This caused her fingers to tremble, not from doubt but from the sheer intensity of her emotions. She expected him to retaliate or even just show some fear but he did no such thing.
Her hands stopped a millimeter away from his chest, she looked deep in his eyes with no apparent emotion and spoke.
"Did you kill him by taking over his body? Don't you dare to lie!!!"
Her words cut through the air like shards of ice, her voice a chilling monotone devoid of even a trace of emotion.
The woman's expression bore into him, her eyes like shards of glass that mirrored the pain her soul was in.
"No,"
His voice trembled slightly, he knew she needed someone to blame but his gaze remained steady, locked onto hers. The weight of the truth he was about to share was immeasurable, and he bore it with a mixture of apprehension and a desire to finally unburden his conscience.
"The poison took hold of him the moment he regained consciousness."
He sighed looking at the self-blaming expression of the woman. He knew she was blaming herself for not realizing he had been poisoned.
She understood that, with her strength, if she had used her qi sense to examine him, she might have detected something was amiss.
However, her panic-stricken state upon seeing his unconscious body had left her unable to think clearly.
She looked at her trembling hands, then she looked back at the torn piece of robes of her son . She didn't want to harm his body, it was all she had left of her son.
Noah was about to console her but something happened before he could take a step forward.
Noah felt a searing pain coming from the depths of his soul realm. In a reflexive response, he delved into the soul space, a place where the souls of every being reside.
Within the confines of this ethereal space, he felt a foreign presence, His face turned serious as he did a thorough scan of the realm.
What he found shocked him, the remnants of the boy's will, it was the fragment of his consciousness.
He could see his soul pulsating, the soul was about to dissipate but it was clinging on by sheer will. He was surprised to see the boy's will to live.
Moved by this unseen yet palpable distress, Noah extended his metaphysical essence to connect with the lingering presence.
He moved to touch the fragment of the soul and a sensation passed through his soul. A message was left behind by the previous owner of the body.
A message that contained everything the boy wanted to say.
Noah hurriedly left the soul space hearing the message the boy had left behind before his death.
On the other hand Xin Yan was having a hard time accepting the reality, her mind was blank. She could not think of anything, she could not feel anything. It was like her mind shut itself off to protect her from the pain.
Every reason she had to live seemed cruelly torn away, leaving her isolated in her anguish.