第110章 Here are a few options for a chapter title: 1. "Whispers of the Dead" 2. "Shadows of the Past" 3. "Ghostly Encounter" 4. "The Sister's Return" 5. "Echoes of Bet

**Chapter 110: The Ghosts of the Past**

As Chen Beixuan stood there, lost in thought, a faint rustling sound echoed through the forest. He turned his head, his eyes narrowing as he scanned the darkness. Suddenly, a figure emerged from the shadows, her face a deathly pale. It was Xuan Yue, Xuan Yuchen's sister.

Chen Beixuan's grip on his saber tightened, his mind racing with a mix of emotions. He had expected her to arrive sooner or later, but he hadn't thought she would be so soon. His eyes locked onto hers, a cold, calculating gaze that sent shivers down her spine.

"So, you're the one who killed my brother," she spat, her voice trembling with rage.

Chen Beixuan's expression remained impassive. "He was the one who tried to kill me."

Xuan Yue's eyes blazed with fury. "You're a monster, Chen Beixuan. You're the reason why my brother is dead."

Chen Beixuan's gaze never wavered. "He was a tyrant, and he would have killed me if I hadn't stopped him."

The two stood there, frozen in animosity, the forest around them a silent witness to their hatred. But Chen Beixuan knew that he couldn't stay there forever. He had to leave, to get away from the darkness that clung to him like a shroud.

"I'll leave," he said, his voice low and even. "I'll leave you and your brother's memories behind."

Xuan Yue's eyes flashed with anger, but she didn't say a word. Chen Beixuan turned and walked away, leaving her to her grief and her hatred.

As he disappeared into the darkness, Xuan Yue's eyes fell upon Xuan Yuchen's corpse. Her gaze lingered on his face, a mixture of sorrow and anger warring within her.

"I'll make you pay, Chen Beixuan," she whispered, her voice barely audible over the rustling of leaves. "I'll make you pay for what you've done."

The darkness swallowed her whole, leaving behind only the faintest whisper of her vow. But Chen Beixuan knew that he would hear it again, and soon.

He emerged from the forest, his eyes scanning the horizon for any signs of danger. But the landscape was quiet, the only sound the distant rumble of thunder. As the storm clouds gathered, Chen Beixuan knew that he had to find shelter. He had to find a place to hide from the ghosts of his past.

And so, he vanished into the night, his footsteps echoing through the empty landscape.