The accident, a chain of events triggered by Yu Xuan's reckless behavior, had left a lasting impression on the city. The news of the collision, involving several vehicles, had spread like wildfire, igniting a wave of public outrage.
Yu Xuan, his injuries still fresh, lay in his hospital bed, his mind racing. He had caused the accident, his anger and frustration leading to a reckless act that had had devastating consequences.
His mother, Madam Chan, sat by his bedside, her eyes filled with concern. "Are you alright?" she asked, her voice gentle.
Yu Xuan nodded, his voice weak. "I'm in pain," he replied.
Madam Chan reached out and took his hand. "It will be alright," she said, her voice filled with reassurance.
Yu Xuan turned to his mother, his eyes filled with a mixture of guilt and shame. "I'm sorry," he said, his voice barely a whisper. "I shouldn't have done it."
Madam Chan nodded, her expression understanding. "It's okay," she said. "We all make mistakes."
Yu Xuan hesitated, his mind racing. He had to tell his mother the truth, the whole truth. He had been provoked, his anger fueled by a sense of injustice.
"It wasn't entirely my fault," he began, his voice low. "There was someone else involved."
Madam Chan's eyes widened. "Who?" she asked, her voice filled with concern.
Yu Xuan hesitated, his mind racing. He knew that revealing the truth would put himself in danger. But he also knew that he had to do the right thing.
"It was Alex," he said, his voice barely a whisper.
Madam Chan's eyes narrowed. "Alex?" she repeated, her voice filled with disbelief. "The covenantor?"
Yu Xuan nodded, his eyes filled with a mixture of fear and resentment. "He provoked me," he said. "He made me do it."
Madam Chan's expression darkened. She had heard rumors about Alex, his connections to the underworld. She knew that he was a dangerous man, capable of anything.
"You must be careful," she said, her voice filled with concern. "He is a powerful man, with many enemies."
Yu Xuan nodded, his eyes filled with a mixture of fear and determination. He knew that he had to be careful, that his life was in danger.
But he also knew that he had to seek justice. He had been wronged, and he would not let it go.
As Madam Chan left the hospital room, Yu Xuan turned to the window, his eyes filled with a cold fury. He had been humiliated, defeated. But he would not give up. He would find a way to get revenge.
The city, once buzzing with excitement, now seemed shrouded in a pall of sadness. The accident, the tragedy of Yu Xuan's injuries, had left a lasting impression. The memory of the event would linger, a stark reminder of the fragility of life, the dangers lurking beneath the surface.
Madam Chan, her mind racing, considered the implications of Yu Xuan's revelation. The covenantor, a figure shrouded in mystery, had played a role in her son's downfall. It was a revelation that changed everything.
"Don't worry," she said, her voice filled with reassurance. "Yu Ze is a covenantor. Even if he returns to the family, he cannot take the position of heir."
Yu Xuan's eyes lit up with hope. He had been so focused on his revenge, he had forgotten about his family's legacy.
"You're right," he said, his voice filled with determination. "I need to focus on rebuilding my reputation."
Madam Chan nodded, her eyes filled with pride. "You can do it," she said. "You are a strong boy."
Yu Xuan smiled, a flicker of hope returning to his eyes. He had been through a lot, but he was a survivor. He would overcome this, he would rebuild his life.
As Madam Chan left the hospital room, Yu Xuan turned to the window, his eyes filled with a renewed sense of purpose. He had been defeated, but he was not beaten. He would find a way to regain his position, to reclaim his rightful place in the world.
The city, once buzzing with excitement, now seemed shrouded in a pall of sadness. The accident, the tragedy of Yu Xuan's injuries, had left a lasting impression. The memory of the event would linger, a stark reminder of the fragility of life, the dangers lurking beneath the surface.
But for Yu Xuan, the future was uncertain. He had lost everything, his family, his reputation, his place in the world. But he was a survivor, a fighter. He would find a way to rebuild his life, to reclaim his rightful place in the hierarchy of power.
As Yu Xuan lay in his hospital bed, his mind raced with thoughts of revenge. The covenantor, Yu Ze, had humiliated him, had stolen his moment of glory. He would not let this go unpunished.
His mother, sensing his anger, tried to calm him down. "Yu Xuan, you need to be patient," she said, her voice gentle. "Revenge will not solve your problems."
Yu Xuan's eyes narrowed. "I don't care," he spat. "I need to make him pay."
Madam Chan sighed, her heart heavy with worry. She knew her son was consumed by anger, his judgment clouded by his desire for revenge.
"You must think rationally," she said, her voice firm. "Revenge will only bring you more pain."
Yu Xuan's expression softened. He knew his mother was right, but his anger was too strong. He couldn't let go of the humiliation, the injustice.
As the days turned into weeks, Yu Xuan's condition improved. He was still weak, but he was able to leave the hospital. He returned home, a shadow of his former self.
The city, once buzzing with excitement, now seemed shrouded in a pall of sadness. The accident, the tragedy of Yu Xuan's injuries, had left a lasting impression. The memory of the event would linger, a stark reminder of the fragility of life, the dangers lurking beneath the surface.
Yu Xuan, his mind consumed by thoughts of revenge, began to formulate a plan. He would find a way to get back at Yu Ze, to make him pay for what he had done.
He started by reaching out to his old friends, the nobles of the city. He reminded them of his family's influence, the power they held. He promised them favors, benefits, if they would help him.
Slowly but surely, he began to rebuild his network. He attended social events, mingled with the elite, and reminded them of his family's importance.
His efforts were not in vain. The nobles, always eager to curry favor with the powerful, began to gravitate towards him. They offered him support, promises of assistance.
With his network slowly rebuilding, Yu Xuan felt a surge of confidence. He was not defeated, he was not a victim. He was a survivor, a fighter. He would find a way to get revenge, to reclaim his rightful place in the world.
And so, the game continued, a silent battle for power and prestige. Yu Xuan, his eyes filled with a cold fury, was determined to make Yu Ze pay. The city, unaware of the brewing storm, continued its daily routine, oblivious to the dangers lurking beneath the surface.
Yu Xuan's face flushed with embarrassment. He had been so consumed by his anger and resentment, he had forgotten about his debt to Wu Xiufan. The covenantor had saved his life, and yet, he had treated him with such disdain.
"You're right," he said, his voice filled with regret. "I should thank him."
Madam Chan nodded, her eyes filled with pride. "You should," she said. "It is the right thing to do."
As Yu Xuan recovered, he began to make plans to visit Wu Xiufan. He knew that it would be a difficult meeting, but he also knew that it was necessary. He had to thank the covenantor for saving his life, to apologize for his behavior.
The days turned into weeks, and Yu Xuan's health improved. He was still weak, but he was able to leave the hospital. He returned home, his mind filled with thoughts of the man who had saved his life.
One afternoon, Yu Xuan gathered his courage and headed to Wu Xiufan's residence. He knew that it would be a difficult meeting, but he was determined to see it through.
As he approached the mansion, his heart pounded in his chest. He had never felt so nervous in his life. He took a deep breath, steeling himself for the encounter.
The mansion was a grand building, its facade a testament to the wealth and power of its owner. Yu Xuan hesitated for a moment, his nerves getting the better of him. But then, he took a deep breath and stepped forward.
He was greeted by a servant, who led him to Wu Xiufan's study. The room was a testament to the man's power and influence, filled with books and papers, ornate decorations.
Wu Xiufan, seated at his desk, looked up as Yu Xuan entered the room. His expression was unreadable, a mask of indifference.
"Thank you," Yu Xuan said, his voice barely a whisper.
Wu Xiufan raised an eyebrow. "For what?" he asked.
Yu Xuan hesitated, his mind racing. He knew that he had to be honest, to admit his guilt.
"For saving my life," he said, his voice filled with emotion.
Wu Xiufan nodded, his expression softening. "It was nothing," he replied. "It was my duty."
Yu Xuan shook his head. "No, it was more than that," he said. "You saved my life."
Wu Xiufan smiled, a gentle, understanding smile. "I'm glad," he said. "I'm glad you're alive."
Yu Xuan nodded, his eyes filled with gratitude. He had found a friend, a true friend, in the most unlikely of places.
As he left the mansion, Yu Xuan felt a sense of peace. He had faced his demons, admitted his mistakes, and found redemption. The road ahead was uncertain, but he was no longer alone. He had a friend, a supporter, someone who believed in him.