Chapter 639 "My father died a long time ago."
Li Wangguang suffered for twenty years in Japan, and finally, God opened his eyes!
He finally made it through!
Overwhelmed by immense joy and the hope of changing his fate, Li Wangguang's mind, which had become somewhat dulled from long-term enslavement, was clouded.
He completely ignored Li Shiyue's cold, emotionless gaze, as well as the oppressive atmosphere in the side hall.
He suddenly staggered forward, his chapped lips trembling, and murky tears gushed out instantly, mixing with the grime on his face and leaving dirty marks on his skin.
He opened his mouth, as if using all his strength, and with a sob in his voice, uttered the words he had rehearsed countless times in his heart, the words he was certain would change his destiny: "Ten..."
Just as he uttered the first syllable, the word "ten," carrying endless anticipation and the meaning of recognizing relatives, had just left his lips!
Li Shiyue, who was sitting upright at the head of the table, twitched his right index finger, which was resting on the armrest, almost imperceptibly.
In the next instant, her hand landed on the hilt of the long sword that had been hanging at her waist like lightning!
"moon......"
Li Wangguang shouted out the second "moon" with his voice rising in excitement, even cracking slightly.
"Clang!"
A sharp, piercing sound of metal scraping against metal suddenly rang out, shattering the silence of the side hall!
Li Shiyue had already stood up, his long sword drawn, the gleaming blade drawing a cold arc in the light shining through the window!
She didn't hesitate at all, she didn't waver at all, and there wasn't even the slightest change in her expression. Only her eyes were as cold as ice.
She moved forward with the speed of a ghost, rushing straight at Li Wangguang!
The ecstasy and tears on Li Wangguang's face froze in an instant, replaced by utter bewilderment and incomprehensible astonishment.
Before his brain could even process this sudden turn of events, the third word—the "I" or "ah" that should have been a loving call—stuck in his throat, unable to be uttered.
The cold blade, carrying the most ruthless resolve of death, lightly and precisely swept across his neck.
Time seemed to stand still at that moment.
Li Wangguang stared wide-eyed, his eyeballs almost bulging out of their sockets.
His mouth was open, the unfinished shout still in his mouth, but no sound could come out.
He could clearly feel a slight chill on his neck, followed by the smell of warm, fresh blood gushing out.
He stared in disbelief at Li Shiyue, who was so close to him. Her cold face showed no hatred, no anger, not even a ripple of emotion, only an absolute indifference as if she were looking down on an ant.
"Clatter".
Its emaciated body lost all support and collapsed limply to the ground with a dull thud.
After the blood gushed out, it flowed out like a stream from the wound on Li Wangguang's neck.
The blood quickly spread across the floor, staining Li Wangguang's tattered clothes and the clean floor of the side hall.
For a moment, the side hall was deathly silent.
The Japanese man, Yamada Hideyoshi, who was kneeling on the ground, froze completely, as if he had been frozen in place.
His mouth was agape, his eyes wide like copper bells, staring in utter terror at the rapidly cooling corpse on the ground.
He turned his head and looked at Li Shiyue, who was standing with a knife in his hand and no expression on his face. His mind went blank.
Sun Xiaoliu, who was standing to the side, also narrowed his eyes slightly, but his hand holding the knife remained steady. He leaned forward slightly, maintaining a vigilant posture, without making any unnecessary movements.
The others inside didn't even dare to breathe, their backs instantly soaked with cold sweat.
Li Qiutian, who had been sitting below Li Shiyue, touched her stomach a couple of times after her initial surprise, and softly called out to Li Shiyue, who was standing in front of her with a knife, "Shiyue..."
Li Shiyue slowly raised the hand holding the knife and flicked her wrist slightly.
"Buzz..."
The blade trembled, and the blood droplets on it were precisely flung off, splattering a trail of blood on the floor.
The blade regained its bright, cold gleam, reflecting off her icy, expressionless face.
Hearing Li Qiutian's shout, Li Shiyue turned around with her knife in hand and nodded slightly to Li Qiutian, who looked worried.
After comforting Li Qiutian, Li Shiyue turned around, without even glancing down at the lifeless body at her feet.
It was as if she had just killed nothing more than a noisy mosquito, an insignificant stranger.
Li Shiyue turned her head and calmly looked at the Japanese man, Yamada Hideyoshi, who was kneeling on the ground and was now terrified.
Then, her voice rang out in the side hall, not loud, but clearly reaching everyone's ears, carrying an unquestionable authority and a chilling coldness: "He is not my father."
"My father died a long time ago."
"This is a fake."
Li Shiyue paused, looking at Yamada Hideyoshi's face, which was contorted with extreme fear, and added calmly, as if stating a simple fact: "Since he dared to impersonate me and challenge my authority, then, killing him is just right."
"......"
In the side hall, only the heavy, suppressed breathing of the crowd and the pool of blood on the ground remained.
After Li Shiyue finished speaking, Yamada Hideyoshi's body began to tremble violently.
Of course he knew Li Shiyue was lying!
The dead man was definitely Li Shiyue's biological father!
He had already interrogated Li Wangguang repeatedly before bringing him here!
Li Wangguang could not only accurately state Li Shiyue's birth date, but also the name of the ship that Li Shiyue and the others had traveled on back then—Talang!
Li Wangguang could even tell Li Shiyue’s other relatives, such as Li Wangchun, Shitou, and Li Qiutian, about their situations!
And he explained it in great detail!
There were some things that even Yamada Hideyoshi hadn't managed to find out!
Although Li Wangguang looked old and frail, the information about Li Shiyue was not something that outsiders could have fabricated out of thin air!
This confirmed to Yamada Hideyoshi that the slave was indeed the biological father of General Li Shiyue of Dalong!
Otherwise, is Yamada Hideki insane?
How dare they bring something impersonated to see Li Shiyue?
Does he not want to live anymore?
But... but this general, Li Shiyue actually... she didn't even let him finish his words of recognition before she directly... directly killed Li Wangguang with her own hands!
And they so casually labeled it as "impersonation"!
How cruel!
What a resolute decision!
How utterly heartless!
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