Exiled!? Ha! I have An Infinite Space-Chapter 37 -

Within a few minutes, the head guard prepared a small scroll to formally initiate the split so it could be made legal. He brought it forward and placed it before Master Fu.

Master Fu took the brush and signed his name slowly. The ink bled darker and thicker than the rest, as if his hand carried more weight than before.

As his name settled onto the scroll, my smile grew wider, while Grandma Fu’s cries became louder.

She collapsed onto the ground, wailing and sobbing.

"My son has finally killed me!" she cried. "Look at what he has done to my family! What will I tell our ancestors when we finally die, Fu Jun?"

She clutched Grandpa Fu’s sleeve tightly, pulling at him as she cried. Grandpa Fu only shook his head slowly, his face filled with pain. Still, he did not blame Master Fu for the decision.

He knew better.

His wife had done many things that led to what happened today. He did not fault his son even a little.

Soon, it was Grandpa Fu’s turn to sign. His hands trembled as he picked up the brush, but he signed the document all the same.

With that, the scroll was complete. The head guard took it into his hands and announced clearly,

"From this moment on, the Fu family is divided into two. This will be officially recorded."

After saying that, he turned around and left with his men.

Silence fell over the area.

Then Uncle Fu spoke aloud, his voice cold and sharp.

"Brother, I hope you don’t regret this one day. This is exile. This is the time when families are supposed to stick together and support each other, yet you chose to divide us."

He scoffed.

"Just wait and see."

Master Fu looked straight at him, his gaze steady and fierce.

"Whoever deserves punishment will be revealed sooner or later," he said. "You two should wait and see."

The two brothers stared at each other, neither willing to back down.

That was the first time I had ever seen Master Fu act like that.

He looked nothing like the naive man I had first met. For a brief moment, he felt like the true antagonist of the story, strong and dangerous in his own quiet way.

Who would have thought such a person had been hidden all along?

As Uncle Fu turned around and left, his wife and children followed after him. Grandpa Fu supported Grandma Fu as he carried her along. Behind them walked Fu Li, her face pale, far too pale.

She was just about to turn and follow Fu Jia when her father’s voice rang out from behind.

"If you dare take one more step, I’ll disown you right here," he warned.

She froze immediately, her foot stopping mid-step.

Fu Sheng and I both stared at her. It was only then that it truly hit me—she had been the only one out of sight the entire time.

Madame Fu spoke slowly, her voice calm but tired.

"Fu Li, aren’t you tired of all this nonsense? Our family is already divided. End this stupid drama and come back."

I couldn’t help but sigh inwardly. Why were mothers in this era always so soft and gentle? If it were my mother, she would have chased her with a mop stick already. Fu Li was such a brat. She didn’t deserve any of this sympathy, and I was glad I wasn’t the only one who saw it.

"Mom, why are you pleading with her?" Fu Fei cried out. "She wants to go and join the same family who destroyed our wagon. Father’s medicine was in there, everything! How are we supposed to cope now?"

Her words clearly caught Fu Li off guard.

"F-Father’s medicine?" Fu Li stammered. "W-what medicine are you talking about?"

Fu Fei wiped her tears and spoke through her sobs, her voice shaking but clear.

"Father’s injury got worse last night," she said. "His leg swelled badly, and he couldn’t even sleep. If it wasn’t for Sister-in-law, we don’t know what we would have done. She brought leg ointment and medicine for him. All of it was inside those bundles."

Her words landed heavily.

"The medicine, the ointment, even Father’s care items," Fu Fei continued, her chest rising and falling. "Everything was in the wagon. And now it’s all gone."

The moment she finished speaking, Fu Li’s face changed.

The color drained from her completely, her lips trembling as panic flashed across her eyes.

"I—I didn’t know," she said quickly, almost stumbling over her words. "Why didn’t anyone tell me all this?"

Before Fu Fei could answer, my voice cut through the tension, calm but sharp.

"Why would anyone tell you?" I said. "You were busy acting like a complete brat while this family was struggling. You ignored everyone, caused trouble nonstop, and made things harder for all of us."

Fu Li turned toward me, her eyes blazing.

"You have no right to talk to me like that!" she snapped.

I didn’t back down.

"You’re no better than Uncle Fu and his family," I said plainly. "When things got hard, you chose sides. When your father was suffering, you weren’t there. You only cared about your own feelings."

That was the final spark.

Fu Li exploded.

"You think you’re so righteous?" she shouted. "You came into this family and turned everything upside down! you act all kind, sharing your goods and suddenly my family have forgotten all you have done."

I took a step forward, my gaze steady, my voice rising so everyone could hear.

"Nevetherless, you wrongs doesn’t make a right You want to know what really turned things upside down?" I said loudly. "The person who pushed the wagon... was Fu Li."

The world seemed to freeze.

"What?" Fu Fei became stiff.

Madame Fu gasped, her hand flying to her chest.

Fu Li’s face went completely white.

"That’s a lie!" she screamed. "You’re framing me!"

I folded my arms, my expression cold.

"You were the only one out of sight when Grandma Fu drew everyone away with her shouting. You came back right after the wagon was gone. And just now, the moment you heard about the medicine, you panicked."

The silence was suffocating.

Fu Sheng stepped forward, his voice low.

"Fu Li," he said, "did you push the wagon?"

She opened her mouth, then closed it again. No words came out.

Her silence was louder than any confession.

Fu Fei broke down completely, covering her face as she cried. Madame Fu looked at her daughter in disbelief, pain written all over her face.

"So it was you..." she whispered.

Fu Li’s knees buckled slightly as she shouted, "I didn’t mean for it to fall that far! I just wanted to scare her!"

The moment those words left Fu Li’s mouth, the air shattered.

Before anyone could react, Madame Fu stepped forward.

Her hand came down hard.

Pa!

The sound echoed sharply through the clearing, so loud that even the guards in the distance turned their heads. Fu Li staggered back, her face snapping to the side, shock written plainly across her features. For a heartbeat, no one breathed, not even me.

Madame Fu’s chest rose and fell as she stared at her daughter, her eyes red but blazing.

"So you did it," she said, her voice trembling with fury and pain. "You destroyed the things keeping him alive and you say you only wanted to scare someone?"

Fu Li clutched her cheek, stunned. "Mother—"

"If you want to leave," Madame Fu cut in sharply, "then leave."

Her voice steadied, each word landing like stone.

"But you should know this once you walk away from here, you are no longer my daughter. You will no longer be part of this family."

The words hit harder than the slap.

Fu Li froze. For a brief moment, something like doubt flickered in her eyes.

Then her pride took over.

She straightened her back, her lips curling into a bitter smile. "You all hate me anyway," she said coldly. "You chose her over me a long time ago."

Her gaze slid to me, sharp and burning, filled with resentment and blame.

"I don’t need this family."

With that, she turned and walked away, her steps fast and unsteady, her figure disappearing into the darkness where Uncle Fu’s family had gone. She didn’t look back not even once.

Silence followed her departure.

Madame Fu stood there, shaking, before slowly lowering herself to the ground as if all her strength had drained away. Fu Fei rushed to her side, holding her tightly. Master Fu closed his eyes, his face pale, as if he had aged years in a single night.

No one spoke.

Inside my mind, a familiar voice chimed softly.

[Mission status: Completed.]

I let out a slow breath I hadn’t realized I was holding.

A quiet smile curved my lips as I lay back against the blanket, staring at the dark sky above.

"You think they were family?" I murmured under my breath, my voice barely audible.

"Hah."

I closed my eyes.

"The aftermath," I whispered to myself "will be far more satisfying to watch."