World-Ending Demon Emperor
Chapter 305 - 177: The Death of Suo Hanyi!_3

Chapter 305: 177: The Death of Suo Hanyi!_3

Seeing his wife truly waking up, Suo Hanyi could no longer contain himself, and tears surged forth.

"Hongyi, it’s just that I cannot accept this, I just cannot accept it..." Suo Hanyi roared through his tears, "Why? I am so strong, with peerless martial arts, undefeated in battle, why should I serve others like a slave? What does Suo Lun know? He’s nothing but trash, yet he was born to be a City Lord?"

Despite the fact that Suo Hanyi already knew Suo Lun was not trash, in his heart, Suo Lun would always be the good-for-nothing playboy.

The question posed by Suo Hanyi was one that could torture the depths of the soul.

Why are some born into immense nobility, while others, clearly strong, bursting with genius, must serve others as slaves?

Turing Duo’s catchphrase was, "For people like us, martial arts are merely an ornament, being adequate is enough."

Gui Qinshao was originally very skilled in martial arts, and her swordsmanship was exceptional. But after being defeated by Suo Lun with the Calamity Nine Swords that day, she threw away her precious sword and stopped practicing because for her, swordsmanship was just a way to sculpt her figure, just something to show off.

Whereas Suo Hanyi and others had to fight and study desperately.

This included Yan Yan and Yan Nai’er as well. However, Nai’er just found martial arts boring and did not feel indignation.

The reason Yan Yan refused to pledge loyalty to anyone was because he couldn’t stand this unfairness; he wanted to be his own master.

"Suo Lun, where will you bury me after I die?" Suo Hanyi asked.

"I don’t know," Suo Lun said, "Where do you want to be buried?"

Suo Hanyi’s memories of his biological parents had grown very faint. In his memories, the role of his father had always been Suo Long.

The look in Suo Long’s eyes, filled with praise and expectation, every time he patted Suo Hanyi on the back of his head was the happiest moment for Suo Hanyi, as if all his hardships had been rewarded.

Then, the scene he dwelt upon bitterly once more surfaced in his mind.

He had never doubted Suo Long’s fatherly love for him until someone reminded him that Suo Long’s affection was all fake, that he was merely using him to toil for his own son like an ox or horse. If he truly loved you, why did he not betroth Suo Ningbing to you?

That day, he proposed to his foster father Suo Lun.

The look in his foster father’s eyes revealed pain and regret, and then he stared at Suo Hanyi for a long time.

Suo Hanyi had been confused and distressed before, but now he understood. His foster father’s eyes were filled with regret and pain, because Suo Ningbing was already betrothed, otherwise, wouldn’t it be better for the two families to be even closer through marriage?

His foster father’s love for him had always been real. Because his own son Suo Lun was disappointing, he placed all his hopes on Suo Hanyi.

His foster father passed the position of City Lord to Suo Lun, but he would give the actual power to him, Suo Hanyi.

Before, out of jealousy and inner demons, he hadn’t thought these things through clearly. But now as he faced death, it seemed as though he could see everything clearly.

His foster father truly saw him as a son, not as a servant.

All of Suo Hanyi’s tears, suddenly burst forth. From a young age, he had longed for his foster father’s praise and acknowledgement, and he had grown up under his foster father’s loving care.

Even though he felt he had grown strong, had matured, his heart was still that of an immature child.

Without his foster father, he couldn’t guard his heart, nor could he see the way clearly anymore, which is why he had wandered down the wrong path.

Suddenly, Suo Hanyi’s heart was filled with indescribable pain, not quite regret, but just pain.

"I beg you, bury me next to foster father, no need for a gravestone," Suo Hanyi pleaded.

"Alright," Suo Lun said.

Suo Hanyi looked toward the sands at his trusted officers, and with his last dragon strength said, "From now on, Suo Lun is your lord."

Immediately, these officers of the Suo City Guard Army knelt down, crying bitterly.

To tell the truth, today Suo Hanyi had revealed his true self in front of them, hitting them like thunder.

The leader they had idolized, was he truly so despicable and shameless?

Not only did he betray the Suo, but he also killed his own master, and almost killed his own wife, all for the sake of seizing power.

But honestly, they couldn’t find it within themselves to hate him. Because Suo Hanyi truly was their perfect commander, even like an elder brother and guardian deity.

"Suo Lun, I have fallen, but they have not, you must protect them," Suo Hanyi’s complexion was now as pale as golden paper, each word required all of his energy, he could barely breathe.

"Alright," Suo Lun said again.

Suddenly Suo Hanyi bit his teeth and hissed, "One day, help me take the head of that bitch Zhi Ning, without her, I wouldn’t have ended up like this today."

"I’ll try," Suo Lun said.

Suo Hanyi took a deep breath and said, "Now, take my head, just as all lords do to their treacherous subjects."

Suo Lun stepped forward, raising the Blood Sea Dragon Gold Sword high above.

Suo Hanyi gazed at the sky, murmuring to himself, "Foster father, father... I’m not reconciled, but you can be at peace now."

"Swish!" Suo Lun fiercely brought down the sword.

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Note: For those who can’t get enough of this book, you are welcome to check out my other completed fantasy book "Nine Yang Sword Saint". A university freshman Yang Dingtian, with a one-in-a-million Nine Yang Body, transmigrates to another world. Unexpectedly, he inherits the world’s number one sect and becomes the fiancé to the world’s most beautiful woman!