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Having narrowly escaped with his life, Ouyang Jun found that whether day or night, closing his eyes only invited a torrent of nightmares. The psychological torment was far more overwhelming than any physical pain he had endured.
One night, while everyone in the Ouyang Family was resting in their rooms, laughter echoed throughout the house. At first, he thought it was just his imagination, but as more and more people opened their doors and rushed outside, he realized something was amiss.
Calmly putting on his outer garments, Ouyang Jun stepped out of his room. The laughter grew clearer, and oddly familiar. Suppressing the unease rising within him, he observed the chaos outside. It was merely the antics of some mischievous children—nothing to be alarmed about. The guards would soon arrive to restore order; after all, what kind of spectacle was this for outsiders to witness?
But then came the alarming shout: "The Fifth Forge Room is on fire! No matter how we try to extinguish it, the flames won't die down! Many have already perished!" In just a short time, the fire had spread to other forges.
Ouyang Jun turned sharply at the news and saw flames shooting up from the mountainside in the distance. The intensity of the fire was visibly spreading, consuming all the forges in its path. The Great Fire showed no signs of abating; it crossed a five-meter-wide river barrier and surged toward the material storage area of the Ouyang Family.
Beyond that area lay the residential quarters, and more people were rushing toward the front yard. Some were still ablaze, turning to char after just a few steps.
Ouyang Jun sensed that this fire was no ordinary blaze. Could it be that a spark from the graveyard had gone awry? Yet every forge had mechanisms designed to contain fires, crafted from Ice Jade—known to be the nemesis of Divine Fire. The Ouyang Family had taken every precaution against fire hazards; how could such a lapse occur?
Helplessly watching as the Great Fire reduced everything in its path to ashes, Ouyang Jun could only flee with his surviving family members. They had intended to seek refuge with familiar families for a few days.
However, wherever they went, the Great Fire followed them, still accompanied by the laughter of children. It wasn't until they escaped Yezhou City that everything finally came to an end. The Ouyang Family had been decimated, leaving only a handful alive.
Ouyang Ye wished to clarify matters and enlist help from those in the martial world to eliminate all threats. But recalling each nightmare and that familiar laughter amidst the Great Fire made him choose to keep everything hidden.
He felt guilty and feared that if others heard that laughter and traced its origin back to them, they would unearth the dark secrets of the Ouyang Family. He dreaded that perhaps not all their secrets had been burned away by the Great Fire; others might decipher their weapon-forging secrets from the ruins.
Faced with Liang Shangshan's incessant probing for answers, Ouyang Jun gritted his teeth and continued to deflect. "You should ask those men in black about this; my mind is completely foggy right now."
"But you are from the Ouyang Family! How can your mind be foggy?" The longer time passed, the harder it became to uncover the truth. "Why don’t you think carefully? Have you overlooked any details?"
Ouyang Jun clutched his head in agony; it hurt terribly. He truly couldn't think of anything more. "Brother, please spare me! I want revenge as soon as possible too, but my body simply can't take it."
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