Chapter 1527: Chapter 1527 Wait, Hold On
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âUnderstood.â
How could Qian Jiyun not understand her meaning?
Raising his hand again, he intended to untie the rope from Lan Zhengfengâs hand, letting him fall directly and be fed to the two ferocious tigers.
âWait, wait a moment.â
Lan Zhengfeng was scared out of his wits and hurriedly shook his head.
âDonât, donât, Zhitong, I am your father after all, do you really want my life? Do you know that if you do this, you will be struck by heavenly lightning!â
He had never seen anyone kill their own parents; did An Jiuyue no longer care about her reputation?
âYou⊠if your mother knew from the underworld how viciously youâre treating your own father, she would not let you off either. Do you want to make your aunt die with her eyes wide open?â
He knew he couldnât outtalk An Jiuyue, so he could only bring up her mother.
âMy mother? Lan Zhengfeng, do you even have the face to mention my mother?â
As soon as her mother was mentioned, An Jiuyue felt as if a million ants were gnawing at her heart.
What she saw when she had her mother exhumed only she knew; Lan Zhengfeng would never dare to speak of it.
âMy poor mother must have had very bad luck to fall for someone like you with such a cold stare⊠ugh, calling you a pretty boy would be an insult to those three words.
Do you think no one in the world knows what you did to my mother?â
âYou⊠â
Lan Zhengfengâs pupils suddenly shrank, his eyes filled with guilt.
That woman was an impure person to begin with; she shouldnât even dream of being buried in the Lan familyâs ancestral grounds.
But at that time, he had no choice but to bury the woman in the Lan Clanâs cemetery, due to Qian Jiyunâs pressure. However, he still invited a Taoist priest.
He thought this matter would never be discovered, but somehow An Jiuyue knew about it.
âHow did you know?â
âWhat does it matter how I knew?â
An Jiuyue didnât want to waste words with him and turned her head to look at Qian Jiyun.
âQian Jiyun.â
Qian Jiyun nodded his head, ready to unleash his Original Soul energy toward Lan Zhengfeng.
âNo, wait a moment, just wait.â
Lan Zhengfeng shouted again to stop them. Although he was getting older and had done many bad things, he didnât want to die yet. Wasnât dying a natural death better?
âZhitong, donât kill me, donât kill me. If you let me go, I will tell you the whereabouts of Lan Zhiyi, the brother you care about the most. If you kill me, then you will never see him again.â
Having no other option, he played the card of Lan Zhiyiâs whereabouts, believing that as long as he mentioned Lan Zhiyi, An Jiuyue would definitely compromise.
After all, he remembered that during the years before An Jiuyue was married, she adored her younger brother, Lan Zhiyi.
âYouâre talking about Lan Zhiyi? He no longer carries the Lan surname,â An Jiuyue stated plainly.
After all, he was a man about to die; she wasnât afraid of him knowing that she had already found Lan Zhiyi and recognized him as kin. Was he still trying to use Lan Zhiyi to threaten her?
âThat canât⊠thatâs impossible!â
Lan Zhengfeng was dumbstruck. Had An Jiuyue already met that bastard child?
It wasnât supposed to be like this. The people back then clearly told him that they had killed the bastard child and thrown the body into the Mass Burial Mound.
How could he still be alive?
âHow could you possibly⊠no, donât kill me, just let me go, and Zhitong, I will tell you who Lan Zhiyiâs father is, really, just let me goâŠâ
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