Exiled!? Ha! I have Chapter 139 -

Chapter 139: Chapter

Got it ????—I will continue in your style, with clear flow, fuller sentences, and simple words.

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Just then, Bai Ming spoke.

"You make it sound like it is the worst thing in the world," she said, her voice sharp, "but is that not exactly how you and your son’s family treated ?"

The courtyard fell silent.

All eyes turned to her.

Bai Ming did not lower her gaze.

Her expression was cold, and the resentnt in her eyes was clear.

"When I was in that house, did anyone consider that I was also human?" she continued. "Did anyone care whether I was tired or in pain?"

Her voice did not rise, but every word carried weight.

Fu Tong stopped moving.

Fu Teng lifted his head slightly.

Grandmother Fu’s face stiffened.

But Bai Ming did not stop.

"You made

work every day," she said. "From morning until night, there was always sothing to do, and no matter how much I did, it was never enough."

Her lips pressed together briefly before she continued.

"You insulted , looked down on , and treated

like I had no place in that family."

Her gaze shifted to Grandpa Fu.

"And you," she said, "you stood there and watched."

Grandpa Fu’s expression changed.

Her earlier pitiful look faltered.

Bai Ming’s voice grew colder.

"You never spoke for ," she said. "Not once."

"You just stayed quiet and watched how your wife treated

and Everyone badly. You are just as terrible as she is."

The courtyard remained quiet.

No one interrupted her.

Even Grandfather Fu did not speak.

Bai Ming let out a slow breath.

"And now you co here and speak as if you are the only ones who have suffered," she said.

Her tone was steady.

"But this is not new."

She leaned back slightly.

"This is simply what you have always done to others."

Silence followed her words.

The tension in the courtyard deepened.

Grandmother Fu’s hands tightened slightly in her lap.

For a mont, she could not speak.

The pitiful act she had shown earlier had already broken.

I watched quietly.

This was not sothing that could be brushed aside.

Not anymore.

The silence did not last long.

Fu Tong was the first to react.

He let out a short breath and looked at Grandmother Fu with clear displeasure.

"So now you know how it feels?" he said. "When you were there, did you ever think of anyone else?"

Fu Fei frowned slightly, her voice quieter but still firm.

"You never ca to see us," she said. "Not even once."

Fu Teng finally lifted his head.

His expression was calm, but his eyes were cold.

"You made your choice a long ti ago," he said. "You chose Uncle Fu and his family."

Grandfather Fu’s face grew uneasy.

Grandmother Fu’s lips moved, but no words ca out.

The tension in the courtyard beca heavier.

Then Master Fu spoke.

"I have already cut ties with you," he said.

His voice was steady.

There was no hesitation in it.

"I have nothing to do with you anymore."

The courtyard went quiet again.

His gaze remained fixed on them.

"If you want comfort, then go back to your loving son," he continued. "Go back to Fu Tian and his family."

His tone did not change.

"Leave

and my family in peace."

Grandmother Fu’s eyes widened.

Grandfather Fu looked shocked.

Before anyone could respond, Master Fu placed his hand on the table and slowly pushed himself up.

He stood up and they both froze.

Grandmother Fu stared at him.

"You... you can walk?" she said.

Her voice trembled slightly.

Master Fu did not answer.

The pain was clear in the slight tightening of his jaw, but he held it in and did not show weakness.

He stood straight.

He did not fall.

"I will not repeat myself," he said.

Then he looked at Fu Tong and Fu Teng.

"Escort them out," he said.

His voice was firm.

Fu Tong and Fu Teng stood at once.

Grandmother Fu finally reacted.

"No... wait," she said quickly.

Her earlier pride was gone.

Grandfather Fu also spoke.

"Listen to us first," he said. "We can talk about this—"

But Master Fu had already turned away.

He did not look back.

Fu Sheng moved imdiately.

He stepped forward and held his father, supporting him quietly.

He could feel the strain.

He knew his father was in pain.

With his help, Master Fu walked toward the house.

Each step was steady, even if it was not easy.

Behind them, Grandmother Fu and Grandfather Fu began to plead.

"Do not send us away," Grandmother Fu said.

Her voice shook.

But no one stopped.

Fu Tong and Fu Teng stepped forward.

They did not argue.

They simply moved to escort them out.

I watched everything in silence.

Then I shook my head slightly.

This was long overdue.

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One by one, everyone stood up.

No one said anything.

The mood had already been ruined, and the warmth from earlier was completely gone.

Fu Tong and Fu Teng returned after seeing them out.

Their faces were not pleasant.

No one asked questions.

There was nothing left to discuss.

Breakfast was over.

So was everyone’s appetite.

Mada Fu sighed softly and turned to go inside.

Fu Fei followed her.

The others left one after another.

Soon, the courtyard beca quiet again.

I stayed where I was for a mont.

Then I let out a small sigh.

I was about to stand and go inside—

When sothing suddenly appeared in front of .

A familiar panel.

[Host, a special mission has been triggered.]

I frowned.

"What is it this ti?" I asked.

The panel flickered slightly.

[Mission: Grant Grandmother Fu and Grandfather Fu Approval to stay in this house.]

I stared at it.

For a second, I thought I heard wrong.

Then my expression turned annoyed.

"What nonsense is this?" I said.

My voice dropped, but the irritation was clear.

"You must be joking."

I looked at the panel with disbelief.

"You want

to let them stay?" I said. "After everything?"

My patience snapped.

"You bastard," I muttered. "Why would I do that?"

I shook my head.

"I dislike Grandmother Fu just like everyone else," I said. "Why would I help them?"

The panel did not react.

[Host, this is a special mission with a befitting reward.]

I gave a dry laugh.

"Every ti you want

to do sothing unreasonable, you call it a ’special mission,’" I said.

I crossed my arms.

"And I am supposed to just accept it?"

The panel flickered again.

[The reward will be worth it.]

I narrowed my eyes slightly.

"That is what you always say," I replied.

I looked at it for a mont.

Then I spoke again.

"I am not doing it," I said.

My tone was firm.

"They can go wherever they want. It has nothing to do with ."

The panel stayed there.

It did not disappear.

As if it was waiting.

As if it already knew I would not ignore it for long.

I clicked my tongue softly.

This was troubleso.

Very troubleso.