"Since Han Jian has divorced you, then you're free. You don't need to think too much. You're alone. Even if Han Jian is your husband, he doesn't have the qualifications to treat you like a commodity … If you're worried, then I'll immediately kill Han Jian. Then you'll be free."
Chu Rui said gently to Han Mo 'er, trying his best to comfort her and pull her heart out of the abyss of despair.
"Brat, don't be too arrogant. Han Mo 'er is my wife. I have the right to punish her. The Holy Dynasty's laws cannot stop me. If you dare to act recklessly, then you will be punished by the Holy Dynasty!"
Han Jian roared at Chu Rui in anger.
"Don't shout, you beast. You actually betrayed the woman who never left you for yourself. Do you still have any conscience?"
Chu Rui turned around and roared, causing a shockwave to sweep over Han Jian's words.
Looking at Han Mo 'er's tear-stained face, a trace of guilt flashed across Han Jian's face. However, it was immediately replaced by ruthlessness. To Han Jian, these years were simply torture. From the number one hunter that even the City Lord had to be courteous to, he was reduced to a cripple. The huge difference almost caused him to collapse. However, Han Mo' er's constant companionship gave him a little courage to continue living. Now that he was able to get rid of this illness and stand up again, he did not want to give up on her no matter what. Even if Han Mo 'er was very good to him, with his ability, as long as he could get back as many women as he wanted, selfish people would always be self-centered. Everything else had to stand aside.
"You don't have to worry about me. Let me go. If not for him, my entire family would have frozen to death and I would not have survived until now. Consider it as me repaying his kindness. This is the last time. No matter what, I will be free."
Han Mo 'er wiped away her tears and broke free from Chu Rui's hand. She staggered towards Han Dao and Han Jian.
"Yes. It's good that you still remember the kindness I showed to your family. If not for me helping you, your family would have died long ago."
Seeing Han Mo 'er's actions, Han Jian was overjoyed.
However, before Han Jian's smile could fully bloom, Chu Rui moved in front of Han Mo 'er and blocked her.
"Have you … given up?"
Not paying attention to Han Jian's roar, Chu Rui lowered his head and looked at Han Mo 'er, whose face was cold and desperate, and sighed.
"So what if I give up? So what if I don't … I already have nothing to live for in this life. I'll just treat it as if I was blind and married a beast. Now, I'll return his favor so that I can go to hell without any attachments."
Han Mo 'er's eyes were dull, her face expressionless, and her voice was shockingly hollow.
Chu Rui ignored Han Dao and Han Jian's roars and grabbed Han Mo 'er's shoulders. "You've already repaid what you owe him. It's he who owes you. You don't love him. You only married him to repay his kindness. You've served him for so long."
"No, I still owe him. If he recovers, then I don't owe him anything anymore." Han Mo 'er seemed to be made of water, but her personality wasn't gentle at all. When she was stubborn, she could infuriate a dead person to life.
Looking at the determined Han Mo 'er, Chu Rui took a deep breath.
Watching Han Mo 'er's thin but determined body move towards the ecstatic Han Dao and Han Jian, Chu Rui couldn't help but clench his fists.
Han Mo 'er's heart was already dead. She was deliberately forcing him to the edge of the cliff to seek death. As expected, she had fulfilled Han Dao and Han Jian's promise. Once Han Jian recovered, he would immediately seek death. Ice and snow were the most gentle and tenacious women. Once they decided on something, they would definitely do it until the end.
This was Han Mo 'er's determination.
But could Chu Rui let Han Mo 'er do this? Even though he respected Han Mo' er's determination, he definitely wouldn't allow such a thing to happen. If he didn't know, then so be it. If it didn't matter, then so be it. But now that he knew about this, and Han Mo 'er had a night with him, Chu Rui wouldn't let this matter develop according to the script of Han Dao and Han Jian, these two shameless people.
His body swayed again. Chu Rui's actions caused Han Dao and Han Jian to collapse with tears streaming down their faces.
"Bastard, are you really not afraid of the Holy Dynasty's law?"
Han Jian roared angrily.
Chu Rui didn't even care about this beast. He looked down at Han Mo 'er and said softly, "Alright, since that's the case, I'll help you heal him."
Han Mo 'er's body trembled, and a hint of shock appeared in her lifeless eyes.
"Your husband divorced you and gave you to someone who can heal him … I also have a way to heal Han Jian. Who do you choose? Me or Han Dao?"
Chu Rui's lips curled up into a smile as he looked at Han Mo 'er quietly. He wanted this girl to make a choice in front of Han Jian. Choosing him would incite a trace of anger in her heart.
"… You really can?"
Han Mo 'er asked with a trembling voice.
"Of course, how could this be fake? As long as you choose me, I can immediately perform it on the spot."
Chu Rui said with a faint smile.
"… I choose you. I choose you. I choose you. I choose you. I choose you. You … you … you … you … you …"
Han Mo 'er's dried up tears could no longer be stopped. She opened her eyes wide and looked at Chu Rui who was looking at her with a smile on his face. She covered her mouth and screamed at the top of her lungs.
"Hey, did you hear that? She chose me!"
Chu Rui coldly looked at Han Dao from the corner of his eyes.
"Brat, you think you can cure this trash's injuries? What kind of f * cking joke is this? Do you think this is a minor illness that can be cured by finding a doctor and eating some medicine?"
Han Dao laughed arrogantly, completely ignoring Chu Rui's words and Han Jian's angry gaze.
"You don't have to worry about whether I can do it or not. You won't be able to see it anyway. It's not that important to you whether it's true or not."
Chu Rui's lips curled up into an evil smile, causing Han Dao's heart to turn cold.
"Swish …"
Chu Rui's body instantly rushed out. Under normal circumstances, he would be able to completely crush Han Dao, and under the Dragon Soul, there was no need to say anything.
In less than thirty seconds, Han Dao's eyes widened as he unwillingly fell down. His eyes were round and filled with grievance.
"Don't kill me, don't kill me …"
Seeing the insufferably arrogant Han Dao being so easily killed by Chu Rui, Han Jian was so scared that his soul almost left his body. If he wasn't already paralyzed, who knows how far he would have rolled on the ground.
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