Chapter 239

"I never imagined that the head of the Wang family had such a past. It was my fault for speaking out of turn, which brought back painful memories for you all."

The cook showed a hint of regret on his face.

Uncle Wang sighed at the opportune moment and, before the cook could continue speaking, said, "Let's not talk about the past. Didn't this brother just say that His Highness is waiting for roast meat? Let's go now, so His Highness won't have to wait any longer."

He led Wang Da Niang out of the tent first. The two soldiers who had been guarding the tent had already heard their conversation. When they saw the two of them come out, they only glanced at them before quickly looking away.

“I’ll take you there. The cook’s tent is not far ahead. But the camp is winding and twisting, so you two won’t get lost.”

The guard smiled at the two of them. Granny Wang glanced at him, then lowered her head, her eyes reddening. The guard didn't miss her expression; his eyes narrowed, a hint of suspicion in his mind—could his judgment have been wrong?

However, even if it's fake, it's better to kill the innocent than let the guilty go free.

He composed himself, and after leading the two away from the corner tent, he headed towards the camp.

After going around in circles for a while, Uncle Wang felt that something was wrong.

Renle's camp was very large, but on the first day they arrived, Uncle Wang and his group practically walked through the entire camp to get to the very last spot.

The cook in front of them led them around in circles, even taking several turns.

Uncle Wang remembered that this wasn't the road to the cooks' tents ahead. Judging from the route these people were taking, they were probably heading outwards!

His heart tightened, and he silently stood in front of Granny Wang, reaching out to squeeze her hand.

Since their son passed away, he took Wang Da Niang to the top of the mountain a few times. This was their unique way of communicating, meaning—be careful of danger.

"Young man, we've been walking for a while now. Hasn't the tent you mentioned arrived yet?"

"Almost there, almost there, don't worry. We'll be there soon."

Uncle Wang stopped in his tracks; they were now almost at the edge of the camp.

Further out, you'll find yourself in the forests near the Tianshan Mountains.

"Where exactly are you taking us?"

Uncle Wang's position was quite advantageous; as soon as the person showed any sign of trouble, he could immediately lead Aunt Wang into the tent.

The cook stopped and sighed deeply with his back to Uncle Wang.

"Hey, why do you have to be so clever?"

Startled, Uncle Wang quickly grabbed Aunt Wang and started running towards the camp area.

"save……"

Before he could even utter the words "help," Uncle Wang felt himself being slammed into the snow by a strong gust of wind.

Aunt Wang cried out in surprise and rushed forward to help her husband.

"Old man! Are you alright?"

"Cough cough cough, no, I'm fine."

Uncle Wang had barely uttered the words that he was fine when he spat out a mouthful of foul blood onto the snow.

The contrasting red and white colors made Wang Da Niang's eyes hurt.

"Blood……"

"Hahaha, old man, I just said, it would have been better if you had just behaved yourselves, but you had to force me."

The cook in front of them still had the same face as General Yu, and the curve of his mouth was somewhat frightening.

He tilted his head slightly, and two daggers slipped out of his sleeve.

"You're familiar with my face, aren't you? Ah Cheng... when is your son named Wang Cheng... or Yu Cheng?"

"you!"

Uncle Wang's eyes widened, but he quickly realized that what was happening before him was probably an investigation into the village's past.

“Acheng, it’s Acheng. He’s my son! What Yu Cheng! I’ve never heard of him!”

"Still being stubborn."

The cook gave a cold laugh and walked over, carrying a dagger.

Startled, Aunt Wang quickly stepped in front of him. The frail woman's body trembled slightly, but her movements were unusually firm.

"You, get away from me! Acheng is nothing like you! He's a filial and good son. I was blind to have thought you looked a bit like my son! My son is a true and upright man, how could he be a cold-blooded and ruthless executioner like you!"

"The executioner?"

The cook, or rather the bodyguard, wiped the gleaming dagger in his hand and shook it with some disgust.

"This way of addressing me is really tasteless, I don't like it at all. You're just some country bumpkins, your way of speaking is really unpleasant. Stop insisting that A-Cheng is your son. Humph, this A-Cheng, his real name is Yu Cheng, and his wife is Fan. He's just your goddaughter."

"I told you so, right?"

Aunt Wang's body stiffened for a moment, but then she gritted her teeth and said, "Acheng is a child I raised myself! What Fan Shi or not, I don't know! I only have one biological daughter! Her name is Wang Shi!"

"Oh."

Wang Da Niang's stiffness did not escape the eyes of the hidden guard, who shrugged with some annoyance.

"You're about to die, and you're still so stubborn. Fine, today I'll let you die knowing why. Have you ever heard of Wuxi Village?"

Wuxi Village was the village where they had lived most of their lives. It was the beginning of their escape.

"I've never heard of it!"

"Never heard of it?"

The guards chuckled and strolled around them as if taking a leisurely walk.

“Never heard of it, that’s alright. Anyway, that village is gone. I remember it was probably a group of mountain bandits or river pirates, right? I was the one who gave the order. Back then, we couldn’t really tell which family was which, since there were just too many families with the surname Fan in your village.”

"There's no other way but to let them kill your entire village."

Uncle Wang and Aunt Wang were completely stunned. It was them! They were the ones who took their home! So many villagers... all gone overnight.

Mountain bandits, river pirates...

How could he speak so easily? The cries of the villagers still seemed to echo in their ears, the cries of those innocent women and children!

Aunt Wang clenched her fists, her eyes reddening, and finally couldn't hold back any longer, shouting at the person in front of her, "Why! What did they do to you?!"

The cook raised his eyebrows in surprise, seemingly taken aback by her reaction: "Heh, didn't you say you'd never heard of it? Hahaha, provoking? What provoking? It's because General Yu got engaged. And he has a son..."

"Hahahaha, thanks to you all. Now I finally confirm it, that woman really is named Fan... Alright! You're all useless now!"

The cook abruptly changed the subject, and a dagger flashed in his hand.

"Let's get going!"

"Li Niang!!!!"

"Pfft."

(End of this chapter)