Chapter 711 - 709: The Family’s Charlatan 34
"To be honest, living like this for so long has really become quite boring. Everyone around me thinks I’m madly in love with Shi Yang, and that I’m depressed and unhappy because of it. Of course, at first, I did like her a lot, thought about a future with her, and wanted to stand at the top and enjoy the fruits of victory together. But she was never sincere with me; from the start, she intended to use me to leave this place."
"Later, the Mystic Master helped divine that her departure would bring disaster upon me, and that we would ultimately have a mutually destructive relationship. At that time, enduring humiliation and bearing a heavy burden, it took countless efforts to achieve everything I have today. Of course, I wouldn’t allow anyone to ruin it all."
"Anyone who participates in the destruction must be annihilated, even if it’s Shi Yang who’s been by my side all this time."
Wen Song chuckled, "You wouldn’t think that a man would really give up supreme power because of a woman, would you?"
"At least I wouldn’t."
"However, after all these years, I suddenly miss the life of an ordinary person, wanting to taste the joy of love, marriage, and having children. It just so happens that I can experience it through Shi Yang’s return. Unexpectedly... in the divination, I turned out to be a part of pushing myself off the pedestal. Fate, how inexplicable!"
"Standing at the peak for many years, the acting in these years has really been tiring," he lamented, being the Chosen One isn’t so easy.
"Of course, I could never truly give up all of this and become an ordinary person." Wen Song chuckled, "If I could, I’d hope my plans would remain undisclosed, continuing to deceive the world, gaining countless admirers, and remaining eternally prosperous while alive."
[To be honest, if it weren’t in today’s law-governed society, Wen Song, you’d be a hero and would live quite well.]
[You were born in the wrong era; today’s system doesn’t allow killing.]
[Most people are selfish. Among those standing at the top of the world, how many truly have not stained their hands with blood? How many haven’t done something bad? It’s just that they haven’t been discovered. If your heart isn’t ruthless, you can’t climb high, can’t stand firm!]
[However, you killed someone, so you still have to reform, reform well, with your assets, you won’t worry about life after getting out.]
[Wen Song, you big liar!]
[After so many years, who would’ve thought you deceived us.]
[Because of you, I’ve felt guilty all these years. Who would’ve thought the truth was like this? You actually deceived us from beginning to end, manipulated us, just to gain our admiration.]
Wen Song’s fans broke down.
Wen Song also read these comments, and he laughed out loud: "Wasn’t it voluntary on your part? To me, you were always so self-indulgent, attempting to meddle in others’ private lives. You cursed, but did I ever do anything to you? Later, your self-initiated actions weren’t forced by me either."
"Don’t you have a bit of responsibility yourselves?"
[You Wen Song fans do indeed bear some responsibility, no one forced you, wasn’t it your own madness? Unable to see this or that, causing harm and then feeling remorse, now discovering it’s a scam, easily erupting. This is... karma, haha!]
[No wonder Wen Song ignored you, you weren’t sincere with him either.] Bystander netizens began to discuss.
Wen Song cleared his throat: "Now I have a doubt, why can’t the live stream be turned off, even when the power is cut? It must be a trick by some master among us, right? Other than that, I can’t think of anything else."
"I’m about to be taken in, I wonder if this master working from the shadows can clarify this?"
No one spoke, Wen Song sighed regretfully: "I wonder if the master used magic or if high technology even our Wen Family doesn’t know about sneaked in here."
Both are possible, but unfortunately, the other party has no intention of explaining.
Sitting in the study, he scanned the faces on the screen one by one.
In fact, he was very suspicious of Feng Chen, after all, she’s a deeply hidden presence. But Feng Chen has always been under the camera, except for catching the Half-step Ghost King, she hasn’t used any magic.
It could be her, or it might not be.
Ah Chen had no intention of speaking, this had nothing to do with the theme, why expose it?
Now that the truth about the Commissioner’s death has been found, the trip to Wen’s Castle should end.
She glanced at the Half-step Ghost King on the table, flicked her fingers, and the Half-step Ghost King instantly turned to ashes. Wen Song had already admitted, there was no need for the Half-step Ghost King to continue existing.
Everyone was stunned for a moment, then returned to their senses, all of them shocked. To be able to turn the Half-step Ghost King to ashes with just a flick of the fingers, how powerful is Boss Feng!
Lin Xixi’s face turned even paler; the events of this evening were too overwhelming for her, she could hardly accept it all at once.
Now she truly became a laughingstock.
She had thought Feng Chen was a fake master and that exposing such a fake wouldn’t be a problem, even if there was a real master backing her up, because Feng Chen lacked the skills.
The truth was so cruel.
[With Boss Feng’s ability, she probably calculated the truth long ago.]
[Looking back at Boss Feng’s earlier performance, it seemed like she was playing, but indeed she was controlling everything.]
[You’re a bit of a hindsight expert, looking at problems with answers in hand.]
[Lin Xixi’s behavior is interesting, she has to check with Boss Feng every time.]
[To be honest, I previously thought Boss Feng had no real skills, but in terms of psychological matters, she seems quite professional. I follow Boss Feng mainly because she doesn’t use ambiguous things to rip people off. Moreover, her family’s incense, candles, and paper money have good quality, and I always buy them from her during festivals.]
"Boss Feng, turns out you’re the most formidable one!" Luo Yun moved next to Ah Chen, looking amazed, "You’ve been too low-key, I really couldn’t tell."
Ah Chen said, "These skills usually aren’t needed; encountering something like the Half-step Ghost King today isn’t common, it’s specifically cultivated by someone."
"It’s probably not reared by Mr. Wen, right?"
Previously, she had confirmed that this Wen Song is cunning but not involved in Mystical Skills, possibly acquired by chance.
"Boss Feng, you’re formidable. This Half-step Ghost King wasn’t nurtured by me; it was given to me by that Mystic Master back then," Wen Song said, "I helped him, he owed me a significant favor, and at the end of his life, he repaid it. Of course, nurturing such a Half-step Ghost King is not something a proper Mystic Master should do, but it didn’t affect me, as long as it didn’t harm me and helped me accomplish things, that was enough."
Tonight, Wen Song talked unusually much, as if these years he had been suppressing too hard, the burden completely shed from his words.
"Mr. Wen admitted rather quickly tonight?" Ah Chen was curious, as she hadn’t expected Wen Song’s reaction initially.
Wen Song chuckled, "Mainly because of Boss Feng’s influence; offending you tonight, surely you won’t let me go, that’s for sure. And also, since Shi Yang managed to survive, she wouldn’t jockey for position anymore but would quickly expose everything. She said she could retrace that year’s scenes, that must be true. Even if she didn’t say it, I think she must have a way to send me in."
"With all of you together, there’s no way I can escape."
"Thinking about it, prison seems safer."
Ah Chen laughed lightly, "You certainly have a clear understanding."
"Shi Yang, you’ve achieved your goal; will you leave now?" Wen Song suddenly asked, "By the way, is your real name Shi Yang?"
