The End Times as a Song

I don't remember Chapter 476.

Tu Shanqi, with a righteous expression, said to Li Luo.

Whether it's his wife or daughter, he spoils and pampers them relentlessly, without any moral boundaries whatsoever.

"At this point, Li Luo gently shook her head, expressing her helplessness regarding this situation."

Meanwhile, inside the house, a thrilling and intense battle was unfolding.

Tu Shanlong and Lady Yuyang exchanged blows, neither giving an inch, and both unleashed their most powerful techniques. In an instant, the room was filled with light and swirling air currents.

But gradually, Lady Yuyang began to lose her strength and her movements became sluggish.

Finally, after a fierce exchange, Lady Yuyang swayed and coughed up a mouthful of blood.

"Madam, Madam...!" Tu Shanqi, who had been watching the battle from the sidelines, saw that the situation was not good and cried out in alarm. He then shot out like an arrow and rushed to Madam Yuyang's side, carefully embracing her in his arms.

Meanwhile, Tu Shanlong, who had been so aggressive, suddenly realized he had made a grave mistake.

Terrified, she knelt down, tightly embracing Lady Yuyang's body, and said in a trembling voice:

"Mother... I didn't mean to...! I really didn't mean to...!"

Tears streamed down her cheeks, dripping onto the ground and splashing up tiny teardrops.

"Who needs you to make amends...?"

Lady Yuyang spoke in a weak voice, her eyes revealing a hint of despair and sorrow.

Upon hearing Tu Shanqi's desperate shout, Tu Shanyan outside the door couldn't sit still any longer; his heart burned with anxiety, as if it were on fire.

He rushed into Madam Yuyang's room with hurried steps, as if he were a gust of wind.

The moment Tu Shanyan stepped into the room, his gaze involuntarily fell on Madam Yuyang, who was lying on the bed, pale-faced and barely breathing.

Seeing her half-dead state, Tu Shanyan felt a sudden surge of indescribable sorrow.

The hardships and grievances he suffered during his years of wandering were like a sharp dagger, constantly piercing his heart and reminding him that he could never easily forgive the woman who had so heartlessly abandoned him.

Tu Shanyan clenched his teeth, suppressing the surging emotions within him, and even dared not meet Madam Yuyang's gaze.

He turned slightly to the side, deliberately pretending not to recognize the other person, and said in a cold and stiff tone, "Who... are you?"

At this moment, Madam Yuyang's originally dull eyes slowly turned, staring blankly at Tu Shanyan, who had suddenly barged into her boudoir.

Surprisingly, she showed no sign of anger in the face of this rude behavior. Instead, she began to carefully examine the exceptionally handsome young man before her with great interest.

After a moment, she spoke softly, her voice as gentle as a spring breeze: "Tu Shan Yan...!"

Upon hearing this, Tu Shanyan's heart trembled, but he quickly regained his composure. He no longer wavered, but instead became calm and steady.

He merely glanced at the seemingly weak and pitiful woman on the bed, then raised his head arrogantly, revealing a disdainful expression on his face, and coldly replied, "Hmph, I don't remember anyone like you."