Max Level Metaphysician: A Debt Repayment Journey…?
Chapter 602: The Ancestor is Suspected...

Chapter 602: Chapter 602: The Ancestor is Suspected...

Dai Jiajun and Jian Lewei, both were stunned at the sight.

Dai Jiajun looked at Jian Lewei in shock, his eyes reddening as he took a long time to speak, "Lewei, I... I thought... I had made a mistake, that you were still alive..."

The moment Dai Jiajun saw Jian Lewei, he thought that everything that had happened before was just a dream.

But he hadn’t expected that what was before him might actually be reality.

Jian Lewei, upon hearing this, also came back to her senses from her daze, unable to hold back a sob.

Let alone Dai Jiajun, for that instant, she too thought she was still alive.

Jian Lewei suddenly began to panic, her hands ceaselessly smoothing out the wrinkles and tears in her clothes, trying to erase all the scars on her body.

"Lewei, Lewei..."

Dai Jiajun’s tears overflowed upon seeing Jian Lewei in this state, his hands passing through her over and over as he tried to stop her, pleading, "Lewei, please don’t do this..."

Jian Lewei, with a thick sob in her voice, said, "I, I just wanted to present myself in the best way to see you one last time, but, but I didn’t get to prepare in advance..."

Dai Jiajun’s nose stung unbearably, moving closer to her, almost pressing against her, and embraced Jian Lewei in an almost ethereal hold, "Don’t be like this, Lewei, in my eyes, you’ve always been the best..."

Jian Lewei stopped her movements at his words, looking at the liquid drenching Dai Jiajun, her eyes becoming tearful, "But what are you doing now? Jiajun, what are you doing now?"

Dai Jiajun was taken aback.

Jian Lewei looked at him, "I, I may be dead, but I don’t want you to seek vengeance for me. I want you to live a good life! If you die too, what am I supposed to do, what about your family and mine? My parents have already suffered enough losing their daughter, do you have the heart to make your parents lose you too?"

Dai Jiajun’s throat felt a dull pain, "But, but I can’t do it..."

Jian Lewei took a deep breath, "Please don’t do this, Jiajun. I really don’t want you to be like this. I want you to live well. I won’t say those insincere things about hoping you’ll forget me; I’m selfish. I want you to live well and always remember me! Remember to take care of my parents! But if you die, you’ll forget about me. Jiajun, can you let me be selfish just this once?"

Dai Jiajun covered his face, crying.

He knew that what Jian Lewei said was the opposite of what she meant, she just wanted him to live well.

...

Elsewhere.

Outside the alley.

Jiangli dragged Xia Xin out and glanced at Xia Xin’s limping figure, frowning, "Injured?"

Xia Xin moved his right foot, hissed in pain, and chuckled dryly, "Seems like I twisted my ankle. I’m just too clumsy, ancestor..."

Jiangli looked at him with disdain, "Why bother?"

Xia Xin clutched the lighter tightly, "I, I was afraid the lighter would fall to the ground and explode. Dai Jiajun is covered in gasoline, it would be a disaster if it ignited... But I really didn’t think of a better way, I’m just too clumsy."

Jiangli was silent for a moment, then said indifferently, "Being clumsy is also a kind of kindness."

She raised her hand, pointing to a nearby road barrier, "Put your foot on it."

Xia Xin hesitated, not understanding the reason, but still reflexively did as Jiangli said, resting his right foot on it.

Yet as soon as he placed his foot there, Jiangli swiftly squatted down.

Before Xia Xin could react, Jiangli reached out and took hold of his ankle.

Xia Xin’s eyes widened, his heart as shocked as when Dai Jiajun was covered in gasoline.

"Ancestor, what, what are you doing?!"

Xia Xin yelled in horror.

As if Jiangli was coercing him into something unspeakable.