Chapter 609 - 609 129 Your Father
609: Chapter 129: Your Father 609: Chapter 129: Your Father Xie Xuanyi brought over a bench and sat down next to the young man.
He reached out to pat Chu Guo’s back, smiling and comforting him: “It’s inevitable to feel this way after your first kill.
Just vomit it out…
and you’ll get used to it.”
Upon hearing this, Chu Guo couldn’t help but roll his eyes.
The young man was squatting in the corner, vomiting for a long time, until he finally could stand upright.
He wiped the corner of his mouth, and his first words were:
“Screw you, Xie Zhen!”
Bastard, is this still a human?
Tricking me into eating human flesh, no wonder I couldn’t touch my chopsticks earlier!
“Keep a vigilant eye when you’re out and about.”
Xie Xuanyi said lightly: “If there’s a next time, don’t rush.
Think it through.
If it were truly a gourmet delicacy, even if I didn’t touch it, Miss Deng would have taken at least a bite.”
On the other side, Deng Baiyi also looked quite upset.
“How should we dispose of these people?”
Her voice was hoarse, looking at the bodies scattered everywhere, her expression somewhat anxious.
Xie Xuanyi said: “Burn these people, and this inn, to the ground.”
“Burn everything to the ground?”
Deng Baiyi was startled for a moment, her gaze subconsciously drifting towards the second floor of the inn.
“Stop looking, they’re all dead.”
Xie Xuanyi glanced at the big table to the side where the head of the inn’s servant lay in the center, blooming into a garish blood flower.
He didn’t have to explain anything.
But after thinking it over, Xie Xuanyi still said: “They deserved to die.”
“That’s right…
The ones who brought human flesh to serve, what good could they be?”
Chu Guo said indignantly, gnashing his teeth: “Good riddance!!”
Healing and treating people in Pingzhi City gave the young man a heart of compassion.
But compassion does not mean being foolishly kind.
Chu Guo recalled the “delicacies” served earlier, and couldn’t help but shudder at how utterly conscienceless the inn had to be to commit such deeds.
“You did well, killing these people.”
Hearing Chu Guo’s words, Xie Xuanyi was very satisfied, smiling as he praised: “They killed many people in Yuan Province.
If you didn’t take action today, they would continue to kill even more.”
“…”
The young man turned back to look at the chaotic scene.
Chu Guo was breathing heavily, his eyes slightly red, his hand gripping the umbrella sword trembling non-stop.
Xie Zhen was formidable.
But it had nothing to do with him.
He was just an ordinary person who practiced some sword moves on Taoyuan Back Mountain, and it was only because of the sharp umbrella sword that he could chop off the heads of bandits and outlaws…
During the earlier fight, Chu Guo tried to stay calm at first, but after being slashed once, he completely lost his sense of reasoning, going into a frenzied kill mode driven solely by instinct and bloodlust.
Now that the battle had concluded, he was gradually coming down from the “exhilarated” state.
The psychological discomfort from his first kill was slowly dissipating.
What followed.
Was the physical pain.
The young man slowly turned around, only then noticing that his clothes had long been tattered, with several deep cuts crisscrossing his back, bone-deep, bringing waves of severe pain crashing over him.
Chu Guo lay on the long bench that Xie Xuanyi had casually brought over, breathing laboriously.
His already pale complexion now seemed even more haggard.
Though Xie Xuanyi was dealing with the “sins” on the second floor, a strand of Divine Thought was always focused on Chu Guo.
He had seen all of the young man’s actions.
Being able to kill all these bandits without any outside help was already considered qualified.
Although it went better than what he had expected, Xie Xuanyi still spoke coldly: “A swordsman should always remain calm.
If you had remembered the sword forms I taught you on Taoyuan Back Mountain…
today, you wouldn’t have gotten so many injuries killing all these people.”
“Damn it, who would remember those at that moment?”
Chu Guo weakly smiled and said: “Besides…
as long as they’re dead, that’s what counts, isn’t it?
Who in this world cares about the process.”
“…”
Xie Xuanyi was at a loss for words for a moment.
The boy really lived up to Emperor Chu’s bloodline, Xie Xuanyi thought.
When he spoke those words, it felt to Xie Xuanyi as if they were cast from the same mold.
He sighed and stretched out his hand, ready to heal the young man’s injuries with the Life Dao Realm.
But the next moment.
Chu Guo shook his head, struggling to lift his arm, and grabbed Xie Xuanyi’s palm, “No…
there’s no need.
It hurts a lot, but I can endure it.”
“Hmm?”
This indeed surprised Xie Xuanyi somewhat.
“People teach people, but don’t always teach well.
Experiences teach people, and teach well immediately.”
The young lad grimaced with pain, awkwardly rolling over, relying on the only uninjured part of his body—his nape—against the edge of the bench, his voice hoarse as he spoke, “This is a lesson Old Zheng taught me.
Back then, I liked climbing walls and trees, stealing chickens and dogs.
The fiercer Old Zheng scolded, the harder I acted, until he eventually stopped trying to stop me.
Later, when I got caught red-handed and dragged through the streets with a bamboo stick, he didn’t step in to stop them.
Instead, he watched the spectacle, holding a bag of sunflower seeds.”
Xie Xuanyi asked with interest, “What about after that?”
“That time I almost lost my life, nearly beaten to half-dead.”
Chu Guo’s eyes lowered, a self-mocking smile on his face, “Old Zheng treated my wounds, and I honestly stayed at home in bed for half a month.
After that, my hands and feet were clean.”
Xie Xuanyi chuckled lightly, “So, are you sure you don’t need treatment?”
“These injuries are what I deserve, let me feel the pain for a while.”
Chu Guo sighed softly, murmuring, “With this lesson learned, next time I kill someone, I’ll definitely remain calm…”
Hearing this, Xie Xuanyi chose not to say anything more.
This kid has guts.
“Speaking of…”
Chu Guo looked up at the young man in black, “What would have happened if I didn’t fight back just now?”
Xie Xuanyi smiled faintly, “Didn’t you see?
Just like Old Zheng, I enjoy watching the drama.
You were nearly chopped to death, and all I did was watch.”
“It’s not the same.”
“You’re different from Old Zheng, and the situation just now is different from back then.”
The young lad shook his head, speaking very seriously, “I only stole a few chickens, that’s not a capital crime.
But just now…
I really could have died.”
The smile on Xie Xuanyi’s face gradually faded.
In fact, he knew what Chu Guo wanted to ask was whether he would really stand by and watch him die.
“Do you want to hear the truth?”
Xie Xuanyi pondered for a moment before saying.
“The truth.”
Chu Guo looked directly into Xie Xuanyi’s eyes.
Xie Xuanyi sighed, “I left a wisp of Divine Thought here, no one can kill you.”
Unexpectedly, what the young lad cared about wasn’t this at all.
Chu Guo revealed a grin, quickly throwing out a second question, “Heh, is it because of my dad that I’ve never met?”
“…”
Xie Xuanyi was momentarily unable to answer.
After a moment of introspection.
Was his decision to save Chu Guo based on his identity, or because…
during this time of companionship, deep down, he had come to recognize the Prince from Li Kingdom of Great Chu?
“We’re almost back anyway.”
Chu Guo reached out to wipe the fresh blood from his cheek, smiling softly, “Why not lay it all out on the table?
It’s something that will come out sooner or later…
Just who is my dad, really?”
Xie Xuanyi fell silent again.
He glanced at Deng Baiyi, then at the young man with clear eyes.
Deng Baiyi, sensing that the mood was a bit off, spoke softly, “It’s stuffy in here, I’m going out for some air.”
The inn was left with only two people.
“This woman speaks so weirdly.”
Chu Guo scratched his head, puzzled, “What’s so refreshing about the outside with all the sand and dust?
Is my dad’s identity really something to be so secretive about?”
“Emperor Chu.”
After a long thought, Xie Xuanyi finally sighed lightly, speaking the four words almost inaudibly.
“Huh?”
Chu Guo was stunned, not understanding immediately.
He didn’t yet realize how these four words related to his own origin.
Xie Xuanyi repeated calmly, this time his words were very clear, “Your dad, Emperor Chu.”
Upon hearing this sentence, the young lad’s smile on his face gradually solidified.
It was as though he heard the most preposterous joke of his life.