Exiled!? Ha! I have An Infinite Space-Chapter 66 -

Li Manman stood stiffly in the middle of the road, her face pale as the crowd’s whispers grew louder.

Her eyes darted around in panic before finally landing on Fu Fong.

Her lips trembled, and she quickly grabbed the corner of his sleeve.

"Brother Fu... please... say something," she said in a pitiful voice, her eyes already filling with tears. "Everyone has misunderstood me."

Fu Fong’s expression twisted with anger and embarrassment.

For a moment, he looked like he might explode.

Then suddenly he snapped.

"Fine!" he shouted, pointing straight at Bai Ming.

"If you want to divorce me so badly, then no problem!"

Gasps rose from the crowd.

"I’ll divorce you!"

His finger trembled as he glared at her.

"And I’ll marry Manman instead!"

Before Li Manman could react, he grabbed her hand and pulled her to his side.

Li Manman froze.

But Fu Fong wasn’t finished.

He looked at Bai Ming coldly and sneered.

"But you should remember one thing."

His voice became sharp and cruel.

"The children belong to me."

"And to the Fu family."

The moment those words left his mouth, the entire road fell silent.

People exchanged uneasy looks.

Even the guards frowned slightly.

I felt a small chill run through me.

Ah...

I had almost forgotten about the children.

No matter how angry Bai Ming was... those children were still her biggest weakness.

For the first time since this drama started, I felt a little nervous.

My gaze slowly moved toward Bai Ming.

Her body had gone stiff.

Her hands clenched tightly at her sides.

Everyone knew what those words meant.

If the divorce really happened...

She would lose her children.

The whispers around us suddenly died down.

Even Fu Tong and Fu Teng stopped smiling.

The air became heavy.

Fu Fong clearly noticed the change.

A proud look appeared on his face.

He lifted his chin smugly.

"So," he said coldly, "think carefully before you speak again."

But before Bai Ming could say anything—

A calm male voice suddenly sounded from the crowd.

"And what makes you think that?"

The voice wasn’t loud.

But it was clear enough that everyone heard it.

All heads turned at once.

The crowd of exiles slowly parted.

Someone was walking toward us. 𝙧𝙚𝙚𝔀𝒆𝓫𝓷𝙤𝓿𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝙤𝓶

At first, I only saw a figure moving through the people.

Then the man finally stepped out.

He looked young.

About Fu Sheng’s age.

His height was average, but his build was strong and well-shaped, the kind that came from real work rather than training.

His brown hair was messy, falling slightly over his forehead.

His face was clean-shaven.

Simple, but strangely striking.

The kind of face that made people look twice without knowing why.

Even I blinked in surprise.

Because the moment he stepped forward—

The entire atmosphere changed.

He stopped a few steps away from us, his calm eyes resting directly on Fu Fong.

"And what makes you think," he repeated slowly, "that the children belong to you?"

The crowd immediately exploded with whispers again.

Fu Fong frowned angrily.

"Who the hell are you?"

But the young man didn’t even look at him.

Instead—

His gaze moved past him.

And stopped on Bai Ming.

For a brief moment, something complicated flashed in his eyes.

Then he spoke again.

"This matter," he said calmly, "is not something you get to decide alone."

Fu Fong frowned deeply.

"Who the hell are you?" he snapped.

The young man finally looked at him, his gaze steady and sharp.

"You said the children belong to you simply because they carry the Fu bloodline," he said calmly. "But even in law, things are not that simple."

The crowd quieted again.

Even the head guard seemed interested now.

Fu Fong scoffed. "What nonsense are you talking about?"

The young man clasped his hands behind his back.

"In most cases, yes. Children follow the father’s family after a divorce," he said. "But there are exceptions."

He glanced briefly at Bai Ming before continuing.

"For example, if the father is proven to be abusive, violent, or incapable of properly caring for the children."

A murmur spread through the crowd.

His eyes then moved to Fu Fong.

"You slapped your wife in public today."

The words were simple, but they struck like a hammer.

"Not only that," he continued calmly, "you threatened her life in front of witnesses."

Now the whispers grew louder.

The young man turned slightly, gesturing toward the surrounding crowd.

"And these people... the guards... the village chief... all saw it."

The village chief raised his eyebrows but didn’t interrupt.

The young man continued smoothly.

"In such a case, the mother can argue that the father is unfit to raise the children."

Fu Fong’s face darkened.

"That’s nonsense!" he shouted.

But the man wasn’t finished.

"Second," he added, "the children are still young."

He looked toward Bai Ming again.

"You are their primary caregiver."

"In such cases, it is not uncommon for the children to remain with the mother until they are older."

The head guard crossed his arms thoughtfully.

The logic was simple.

But it was difficult to argue against.

The man finally finished calmly.

"So no, Fu Fong."

"You cannot simply declare that the children belong to you."

"You would have to prove that you deserve them."

The crowd erupted into loud whispers again.

Fu Fong’s face turned red with rage.

"You—!"

Before he could say more, Uncle Fu stepped forward with narrowed eyes.

"And who exactly are you to speak about law like this?"

The young man turned toward him calmly.

For a moment, he said nothing.

Then he answered simply.

"I am a Songshi."

The word alone made several people in the crowd gasp.

"In the past," he continued calmly, "I worked as one."

His voice remained steady.

"My name is Han Fuji."

The moment the name left his mouth—

The reaction was immediate.

"What?!"

"Han Fuji?!"

"No way..."

Even Fu Tong and Fu Teng looked shocked.

I blinked in confusion.

...Han Fuji?

Why was everyone reacting like that?

I leaned slightly toward Fu Fei beside me and whispered quietly.

"Who is that?"

Fu Fei looked at me like I had just asked who the emperor was.

"You seriously don’t know?" she whispered back.

I shook my head.

She leaned closer and spoke quietly.

"I don’t know him personally," she said. "But there were rumors."

"What rumors?"

Fu Fei lowered her voice further.

"They said there was a young Songshi litigation master in the capital."

"Very smart."

"Too smart, actually."

She glanced at Han Fuji again.

"They say ministers and rich families hired him whenever they had court cases."

"Because once he took a case..."

Fu Fei paused slightly.

"He almost never lost."

My eyebrows lifted slightly.

"Oh?"

But Fu Fei’s expression darkened a little.

"The problem was... he didn’t care who was right or wrong."

"He helped powerful people win cases against poor families."

"Even when they were clearly innocent."

I looked back at the young man again.

He still stood calmly in the road, as if none of the whispers around him mattered.

Fu Fei continued quietly.

"People started calling him a snake with a scholar’s tongue."

"Eventually someone reported him."

"He was arrested."

She frowned slightly.

"I thought he was imprisoned."

"Who knew..."

Her gaze moved over the line of exiles.

"...that he was sent here instead."

I slowly exhaled.

Interesting.

Very interesting.

A dangerous mind like that...

And now he was standing right in the middle of our little family drama.