Chapter 4740: When a Person Has No Obsession, It Is Like a Lamp Going Out (3rd Update)

In front of the ruins of the ancestral hall, there was a dead silence.

Shen San had a calm face and a firm look in his eyes. He looked at Zhang Qinghe and was determined to die.

Zhang Qinghe still stood there blankly, his whole body was still trembling. Shen San's words made him look up suddenly, his eyes full of tears!

Ye Wuque stood quietly aside, with his hands behind his back, his expression calm.

He had told Zhang Qinghe the truth of the matter, and he would not ask what Zhang Qinghe would do next.

After all, for the parties involved, the revenge of killing a daughter could not be truly solved by someone else's accidental killing.

Some things, some pains, must be chosen by the parties involved themselves, only then can the problem be truly solved from the root.

Sometimes, when it is none of your business, you generously stand on the moral high ground to admonish others, which seems to be great, but is it really so?

Because the tragic things did not happen to you, you have not experienced the pain of living a life worse than death, so you can naturally be a bystander, and calmly admonish others not to do this or that.

Zhang Qinghe was the person involved. He suffered the pain of losing his daughter every day, and it was such a miserable way of death.

No one could make a choice for him.

Qingyuan Zu also understood this, so no matter how much he respected Shen San, he chose to shut up and watch.

Wenren Chuxue did the same, choosing silence.

After half a minute, Zhang Qinghe's body stopped trembling so much, and his eyes were still filled with tears. At this moment, looking at Shen San who was determined to die, he gently wiped away the tears in his eyes.

Then he walked towards Shen San.

Qingyuan Zu's eyes flashed!

Ye Wuque's face was calm.

Wenren Chuxue was also a little nervous.

Did Zhang Qinghe still choose revenge?

Shen San saw Zhang Qinghe slowly walking towards him, and finally showed a smile of relief in his eyes. He gently closed his eyes and waited for death to come.

Zhang Qinghe stopped in front of Shen San.

Shen San's face was peaceful and calm.

But the next moment, Shen San did not receive revenge from Zhang Qinghe, but suddenly trembled, and was gently helped up by Zhang Qinghe.

Shen San opened his eyes again, his eyes full of confusion.

"Zhang Zhi..."

"Senior Shen San."

Zhang Qinghe's voice sounded first, his expression had long since returned to calm, with a deep sigh in his eyes.

"You are the great hero of my ancient alliance, fighting against the mastermind alone, Ya Xin's death... is not your fault!"

"The real culprit is the mastermind Pan Er, she has been killed by Lord Ye, and Ya Xin's revenge has been avenged!"

"Senior, it's not your fault, it's just that Ya Xin, she, her life is not good... It's not your fault..."

Zhang Qinghe's voice was a little hoarse, but he chose to forgive after all.

"Deacon Zhang..."

Senior Shen San was trembling slightly all over, he wanted to say something, but when he saw Zhang Qinghe's eyes full of sincerity close at hand, he couldn't say a word.

"Senior, you shouldn't die. You should live well. You are a hero, the greatest hero of the Ancient Alliance."

After saying this, Zhang Qinghe gently released his hands that were supporting Shen San, bowed slightly to him, and turned away.

Zhang Qinghe's back was a little hunched, as if he had let go of everything and didn't care about anything.

Senior Shen San was trembling all over. He looked at Zhang Qinghe's back as he went away, his lips kept moving, and finally tears fell from his eyes.

Wenren Chuixue and Qingyuan Zuzu rushed over and supported him.

Zhang Qinghe finally chose to forgive Senior Shen San. This was his own choice.

Ye Wuque looked at Zhang Qinghe's back as he went away, his face calm, but at this moment he slowly said: "Deacon Zhang..."

Zhang Qinghe's figure suddenly paused!

"You should not give up on yourself if you forgive Senior Shen San."

"It would be easy to die, but you once said that you should live well, because only if you live can you prove that Zhang Yaxin once existed."

"If you die, will anyone still remember Zhang Yaxin..."

Ye Wuque's words made Zhang Qinghe tremble again.

Just now, Ye Wuque had seen that Zhang Qinghe had the intention to die. He had been suffering for so many years and had long been in agony. Now that he knew his daughter's enemy, he finally chose to forgive Senior Shen San, which meant that his obsession had completely dissipated.

When a person has no obsession, it is like a lamp extinguished.

Zhang Qinghe was going to die.

Since Ye Wuque saw it, he naturally did not want him to end his life like this.

"Deacon Zhang!"

At this moment, the voice of the head of Qingyuan also sounded slowly, with a hint of solemnity and respect!

"Zhang Yaxin's death will not be in vain!"

"I, Qingyuan, will build a shrine for heroes and martyrs in the Ancient Alliance. All the disciples who died because of this incident will be sent to the shrine. Their life and experiences will all be made public. From now on, they will be worshipped by the disciples of the Ancient Alliance for generations!"

"Zhang Yaxin is also a hero, a hero who died heroically for the Ancient Alliance!"

"She, including disciples like her, will never disappear in obscurity, but should be remembered by the world and never forgotten!"

These words were said by the chief seat of Qingyuan with an unquestionable firmness!

He is one of the chief seats of the Ancient Alliance and the next leader of the Ancient Alliance. Naturally, his words are of great weight.

Zhang Qinghe turned around tremblingly at this moment. Tears were streaming down his face, but he cupped his fists and bowed deeply to the leader of Qingyuan, and then bowed deeply to Ye Wuque!

"Thank you, Sir!"

"Thank you...Master Ye!"

"Thank you very much..."

Zhang Qinghe's voice was trembling, but Ye Wuque could tell that his voice was no longer dead, but more alive.

"Don't die, live well. For Zhang Yaxin, live well. Your daughter must also hope that her father can live happily on her behalf."

Ye Wuque's voice sounded softly again.

Zhang Qingya burst into tears!

He turned around again and left slowly, but this time, although his figure was still stooped, there was a firmness and relief in his steps.

do not die!

Live well!

For the sake of my daughter, live a good life on her behalf!

Zhang Qinghe murmured to himself and drifted away.