MDZS Characters Watching the Future

7. Left Hand

Wei WuXian raised his wrist. Sure enough, one of the cuts on his right hand had healed. It looked like that he had scored a lucky hit—the sacrificial contract had already deemed the death of Mo ZiYuan as his doing.

"Oh it's because he was the one who invented the flag." said Nie Huaisang.

Madam Mo was well aware of her son’s foibles, but she wasn’t willing to admit that Mo ZiYuan caused his own death. Due to impatience and rage, she grabbed a teacup and threw it in the direction of Wei WuXian’s head, “If you didn’t frame him in front of so many people yesterday, would he go out in the middle of the night? It’s all your fault, you son of a bitch!”

"She is the bitch." exclaimed Jiang Cheng.

Wei WuXian saw it coming, and dodged to the side. Madam Mo turned to Lan SiZhui and screeched, “And you! You bunch of useless fools! You cultivate and ward off evil spirits, but you can’t even protect him! A-Yuan is still a child!”

All the Lans glared at the woman in the screen especially Lan Xichen and Lan Wangji.

"Look at his son. He isn't a kid anymore." exclaimed Jiang Cheng in anger.

The boys were still young. They hadn’t been outside much and were too inexperienced to find anything wrong with the area, which was why they felt sorry for not detecting an evil being as fierce as this one. Nonetheless, after Madam Mo’s senseless scolding, they all looked blue in the face. After all, they grew up in a prominent family, so nobody dared to treat them like this. The GusuLan Clan was extremely strict to its disciples, forbidding violence against the powerless every man, not even allowing disrespect. Therefore, even if they felt displeased, they had to keep everything down with dark expressions.

The temperature turned cold within the room as the glares of the Lans intensified.

Even Madam Yu and the Jiangs were mad.

"How dare she talked to my grandson like that." Madam Yu muttered in anger.

However, Wei WuXian couldn’t stand it any longer, and thought, it has been so many years, but the Lan Clan’s values are still the same. What’s the use their so-called “self-restraint”? Watch me do this the right way!

"Go Wei-daijiu, show her her place." cheered Jin Ling.

"Lets see what she will do." said Zizhen.

He spat loudly and spoke, “Who do you think you’re taking out your anger on? Did you really see them as your servants? They traveled far and wide to come here and exorcise evil spirits for you without taking a penny. Do they owe you anything? How old is your son? He should be at least seventeen, and so, how is he still a ‘child’? How young of a child does he have to be to not understand basic human language? Did they or did they not repeatedly instruct him to not touch anything in the formation and not approach the West Courtyard? Your son sneaked outside at night on his own. Is it my fault? Or is it his?”

"He's right." said Nie Huaisang.

The Lans finally stopped glaring and look at Wei Wuxian saying thank you.

"Thank you for defending them, Wei-gongzi." Lan Xichen said.

"It's nothing Zewu-jun, my nephew was also there. It's right for her to know her place." Wei Wuxian said.

Lan JingYi and the others let out a breath of air, faces not so dark anymore. Madam Mo was both extremely mournful and resentful, and all she could think about was the word “death.” Not her own death so that she could be with her son, but the deaths of everyone in the world, especially the ones in front of her right now.