In just a few seconds, many thoughts flashed through Lin Lan's mind.

I clearly have thousands of words in my heart, but I don’t know how to say it.

The person in front of her was her biological mother, the object of respect and worship since childhood, and the culprit that caused her to separate her from her flesh and blood.

Even though he was ready to break up with the Lin family and planned to break up completely with Lin Youhan, when that moment really came, Lin Lan was still full of emotion and mixed feelings.

However, Lin Lan was originally a strong and decisive woman, otherwise she would not have given birth to Lin Chong alone after her partner died.

So she quickly adjusted her mindset and eliminated all her weak thoughts.

"Did you let Lin Chengming lie to me back to Ruyi Sect back then?" Lin Lan looked straight into Lin Youhan's eyes and asked coldly.

Lin Chengming, hiding in the crowd, twitched.

"no."

Lin Youhan's answer was straightforward and straightforward.

Lin Lan was a little surprised and turned her head to look at the crowd.

As the elder brother, Lin Chengming dodged his eyes and shrank backwards, not daring to look at his sister.

So Lin Lan understood.

What kind of family face and ancestral rules are just Lin Chengming's excuses.

The reason why he broke his promise was just because he was afraid that his mother Lin Youhan would blame him.

After all, the entire Lin family has always lived under Lin Youhan's wings. Even if they are as close as their family, they dare not disobey Lin Youhan's will.

Lin Youhan is the brain, heart and soul of the Lin family, protecting and controlling the family.

Compared with those tribe members who obeyed Lin Youhan's advice, Lin Lan, a maverick monster, seemed out of place.

Just like a vulnerability in the system, how can it be accommodated by the family?

After thinking it through, Lin Lan only found it ridiculous.

"Who was the one who stole Chong'er that night?" she asked again.

"I."

Lin Youhan admitted frankly.

Lin Lan took a deep breath: "Why?"

"According to the clan rules, you are pregnant before marriage, which will bring shame to the family. You shouldn't have given birth to a child, even if you give birth to a child, you should drown him."

Lin Youhan said expressionlessly: "I took him away from you, both to protect you and to protect him, otherwise I can only enforce family laws."

"As you say that, will we mother and son still be grateful to you?"

Lin Lan couldn't help laughing in anger, and her voice became sharp: "Do you know how I lived in these twenty years? Do you know how much pain I have suffered? Do you know how much I miss him? Do you know how much I hate you!!"

"I know."

Lin Youhan's words were always calm and unaffected: "I just made the right decision, and I don't need you to be grateful or understand."

"One day, you will understand my good intentions."

"Don't show your lofty look in front of me, and don't pretend that you care about my feelings, it's disgusting!"

The calmer Lin Youhan was, the stronger Lin Lan was angry, and she almost sneered: "Because of you, Chong'er and I have been separated for twenty years, you and the Lin family must give us an explanation!"

"Explanation?"

Lin Youhan raised his eyebrows, raised his chin slightly, and looked at Lin Lan: "You are my daughter. No matter what I treat you, it is natural. What explanation do you want to give you?"

"Look at you, you have suffered from the suffering of seven emotions and six desires, and you cannot transcend it. You have a peerless talent and can achieve achievements that shock the past and the present, but you have to talk about love and seek death, so that my hard work will be wasted."

Speaking of this, Lin Youhan's eyes burst into sharp light: "What qualifications do you have to explain to me?! What qualifications do you have to turn against me?!"

When Lin Lan heard this, she couldn't help but irritate her heart, which affected her injuries. She suddenly opened her mouth and vomited a mouthful of blood, and her face turned pale again.

Lin Chong's expression became solemn. He felt Lin Lan's breath rising and falling like a roller coaster. His internal injuries seemed to be aggravated. He immediately raised his hand to press the latter's back, and internal strength was continuously injected into his body.

With the infusion of internal breath, Lin Lan's condition improved slightly. Although her face was still pale, she had at least a little blood.

"Zhong'er, I'm fine."

Lin Lan waved her hand and signaled Lin Chong not to worry: "That mouth of blood has been blocking my throat and chest, and it feels much more comfortable after vomiting it out."

Lin Chong did not withdraw his palm and continued to maintain the indoctrination of internal strength. His eyes looked at Lin Youhan opposite him, with an extremely cold look.

As the lord of a sect and the head of a noble family, Lin Youhan certainly would not be scared by Lin Chong's eyes.

But she couldn't help feeling a little uncomfortable.

Because from the perspective of blood, Lin Chong is her grandson - even though both parties have never met each other, and she personally handed Lin Chong to the orphanage.

At this moment, Lin Lan, who had regained his calmness, spoke again: "I ask you, what am I in your eyes? Have you had any regrets over the years?"

"What I do is all out of my heart. What do you need to regret?" Lin Youhan asked back.

Lin Lan widened her eyes and showed an incredible look: "You really think so? You stole my child and stopped me from looking for him, but there was no regret at all?"

Lin Youhan gradually felt impatient: "How can you not be punished if you violate the ancestral teachings? Restricting your personal freedom is already considered my lenient intention, otherwise I would have nullified your martial arts long ago."

"Give yourself a generous heart? Do you mean I want to thank you?"

Lin Lan's eyes were like a knife, as if she was about to pierce Lin Youhan: "You made me separate my flesh and blood. I will never meet for twenty years. Which mother can be as vicious as you?"

"......It's the same kind of ordinary people, it's extremely boring. I thought that twenty years of living in seclusion would allow you to see through the secrets of love and learn how to survive the strong."

Lin Youhan's eyebrows frowned slightly, and his sleeves gently brushed, inadvertently exuding the demeanor of a top master: "Twenty years are just a blink of an eye, so it's worth your mouth?"

"We warriors have a long lifespan, and it is easy to live two or three hundred young. Compared with the long lonely road to seeking the Tao, what is a mere twenty years worth?"

Speaking of this, Lin Youhan changed his tone: "Frustration, pain, anger, sadness, and resentment are all nutrients that make you stronger. Just like the steel of tempering, it can make your body and mind purer after going through hardships, but you are addicted to it and it really disappoints me."

"If you can break free from the shackles of the world like me and not be tempted by love, you can naturally override birth, old age, sickness and death, enter the extraordinary realm, and become the great master admired by everyone."

"But you are suffering from love, disturbed by love, trapped by love. The alchemy is so close that it is within reach, but you are wasting your years in vain, causing the years to be thrown away, and all my efforts are wasted."

"Birth, old age, sickness, death, meeting with enemies and hatred, separation from love, separation from the five aggregates, and unrequited seeking, these eight sufferings in life, and the secular people are indulging in it, and it is difficult to transcend."
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