Part 2My Master Went Mad After I Died

“It would also help temper his arrogant, spoiled personality!”

I was being cruel? I was baiting him? I would never do any of that.

When had I ever been arrogant and spoiled?

I was suddenly filled with resentment. I went mad with desperation. I forced out my Vital Blood and begged for help again and again.

But all I got in return was the sight of the three of them leaving without a second thought.

Yale seemed to sense something. He looked toward the empty space in front of him and smiled proudly. The corners of his lips lifted, and he looked like a contender who had already won.

“You lost. This heart belongs to me now.”

I curled up on the floor. Tears silently fell down my face as I nodded.

I let Grace cut open my chest and forcibly tear my heart out from my body. Blood splattered everywhere. The pain was unbearable. It felt as if every inch of my body was being torn apart.

Old wounds that had yet to heal began to bleed again.

It hurt. It hurt so much. But when my heart was taken from me, all the feelings and bonds from the past disappeared with it.

It was tens of thousands of years of affection. How ironic. How laughable.

They did not even bother to look at me. They did not care whether I lived or died.

One was the person I had respected and cared for since childhood. She had been both a teacher and a parent figure to me. The other was my wife, the woman who was supposedly destined to be with me across three lifetimes.

Yet their hearts and eyes held only Yale.

At this point, I finally let go. I chose to stop fighting for them.

I no longer wanted them.

…

After Grace took my heart, she sent me back to the Ninth Heaven out of spiteful amusement. Before I left, she even kindly reminded me that I could survive a little longer if I stayed there.

Following the route I remembered, I returned to Henry Tower.

Everything there was exactly the same as before. The decorations were still bright and festive, just like they had been on the day of my wedding.

I no longer had my cultivation to protect me. After losing my heart, I could barely walk a few steps without gasping for breath.

Still, those decorations were unbearable to look at. I tore them down one by one. Then, I took out a fire starter and set them on fire in the courtyard.

When I got up to remove the ribbons, I ran into Snow. A flicker of surprise crossed her face. She was holding Yale’s hand.

The moment she saw me, she let go.

I found it ironic. I ignored her and continued taking down the ribbons.

“Henry, why didn’t you tell us you were back? We could have gone looking for you. It looks like you had a pretty good time in the Demon Realm. You even look a little heavier than you did on your wedding day.”

Yale spoke with a cheerful smile. He purposely emphasized the words “your wedding day.” He walked over and held my arm affectionately. The wounds beneath my sleeve sent waves of pain through me. Cold sweat covered my forehead.

I frowned and shoved him away.

He staggered back several steps and almost fell. His eyes immediately turned teary.

Snow, who had been standing there with an elegant and ethereal air, quickly stepped forward to catch him.

She looked at me coldly. Her voice was filled with disgust.

“Henry, it seems you still haven’t learned your lesson in the Demon Realm. The first thing you do after returning is lose your temper at Yale. You have no respect for Yale, and your heart is full of malice.

“How shameless of you to send out a distress signal when you don’t actually need it. You truly have no limits.”

A group of immortals had already gathered outside the hall to watch the scene unfold.

When they saw me being humiliated in front of everyone, they immediately began whispering.

“Henry actually came back from the Demon Realm? How could he bully Yale the moment he returned? He’s truly vicious.”

“Exactly. Yale has always cared about him and given in to him. He treated him like a real brother. Yet just as he was about to wed Snow, he forced Yale to kill Grace and bring back her head as a wedding gift.”

“Everyone knows how cruel and lustful Grace is. I have no idea what tricks Henry used to return safely from the Demon Realm. Maybe he already offered himself to her.”

“Disgusting. How could someone like him ever be worthy of Snow, the Celestial Princess?”

“Exactly. In my opinion, Snow and Yale are the ones who truly belong together.”

Everyone looked at me with contempt. Their voices rang clearly between the three of us.