Chu Liuxian's body was shocked and almost turned around and fell from the cable bridge.

It was almost with great perseverance that he restrained himself from looking back and looking around.

"You are not my son!"

The voice behind him changed again, and it was the voice of a middle-aged man and woman.

"Is it Gongzizheng, my father, and my mother?"

Chu Liuxian still didn't look back, his shoulders kept twitching, as if it was becoming increasingly difficult to restrain themselves.

"You are not my disciple!"

This is Chu Tiange's voice.

"No...No...No...No...You are not..."

Chu Liuxian's mouth twitched, she smiled bitterly, and said to herself: "So, this is how 'fear' in my heart..."

"Are you just like I turn around and explain, the cable bridge will swing and throw me out of Ganquan Mountain?!"

Suspicion, questioning, scolding, relatives, acquaintances, strangers, countless voices, one by one, pointed directly at the only "fear" words in Chu Liuxian's heart, kept coming, like waves, trying to rush him straight down the cable bridge and down the cliff.

Chu Liuxian's body stood firmly on the cable bridge.

He didn't look back, only a firm voice came from his back:

"From my shoulders the responsibilities of my brother, his dreams, his honors, his grudges, and his pride, I am the young master Liuxian!"

"One day, all the legends about the young master Liuxian in the world will be my legend."

"So, you guys retreat!"

Because of this belief and obsession, and because of this determination and faith, I am not afraid!

All the sounds and all the illusions suddenly blew away by a breeze.
Chapter completed!