General, Your Wife Is Requesting Your Return Home For Farming novel Chapter 918

Chapter 918 - 918: Falling Out

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

A man in his early twenties looked at Wei Ting in puzzlement. ‘What’s the matter?”

Wei Ting sized him up.

The height was wrong, and the figure was wrong. There were no calluses from practicing the sword on his right hand.

He was not the person from last night.

“My parrot flew into your courtyard. I wonder if you can let me in to look for it?” Wei Ting said politely.

“A parrot?”

The man looked back at the courtyard and did not seem to find any traces of a bird. However, he saw that Wei Ting was dignified and did not look like a bad person, so he let Wei Ting in.

“Go ahead.”

Wei Ting walked in.

Wuhu flew over cooperatively and flashed past Wei Ting before entering the central room.

The man was surprised. “Is that blue bird your parrot just now?” Wei Ting said, “Yes, it’s used to being naughty and always runs around.” The man suggested, “You have to lock it with a bird cage.”

Wei Ting said, “That’s right. When we go back this time, I shall have to find a

bird cage to lock it in.”

The man looked at Wei Ting in shock. “You’ve never locked it?”

Wei Ting stepped into the central room. “It’s usually quite obedient. For some reason, it might have smelled something delicious today. Are you the only one living at home?”

The man did not notice that Wei Ting was trying to get information from him.

“We are a family of four. My parents and my sister went out to buy something.”

Wei Ting came to the backyard. From the clothes hanging on the clothesline, it matched what the man had said.

Soon, Wuhu flew down and took out a white handkerchief from the corner.

The man exclaimed, “Whose handkerchief is this? Why did it land in my courtyard?”

Wei Ting picked up the square handkerchief. There was an extremely faint and imperceptible fragrance on it.

It seemed that the person last night had sensed something. He wiped the sword and the remaining spices on his body with a handkerchief and threw them into this family’s courtyard.

What a cunning guy!

In a pavilion east of the capital, Wei Qing was sitting in a wheelchair. The assassin guarded him with a serious expression.

His back was facing the stairs as he looked at the endless mountains.

A man in white walked up the stairs to the pavilion.

“You wanted to see me?”

He said.

The assassin gave him a wary look.

Wei Qing did not turn his wheelchair around. He continued to look in the direction of the mountains and said coldly, ‘Why did you assassinate my father?”

The man in white did not show any guilt. “He’s no longer your father. He’s just a killing puppet in the hands of the Saintess.”

Wei Qing wheeled the wheelchair around and said word by word, “He’s not a puppet!”

The man in white met his sharp gaze and did not dodge or retreat.

“Is that so? It’s been a while since you saved him. Does he still recognize you? Does he still remember who you are? Is he not tortured by qi deviation? Does he often attack you? The bloodthirsty instinct has already been engraved in his bones. There’s no cure! Even if he still has a trace of rationality now, he will lose control gradually. In the end, he will become a complete murderer.”

Wei Qing gripped the armrest of the wheelchair tightly. “He’ll get better… He remembers Xi Yue when he’s awake… He remembers Little Seven when he sleepwalks… This is what’s engraved in his bones.”

The man in white said calmly, “Believe it or not, he will kill everyone one day.”

Wei Qing looked at him coldly. “I won’t jump to conclusions about what hasn’t happen. I only know that he’s my father. I won’t allow anyone to hurt him.”

“It hasn’t happened… Heh.”

The man in white left a mocking sneer and turned to leave.

Wei Qing looked at his back and said coldly, “If there’s a next time, we’ll be mortal enemies!”

The man in white paused and left without hesitation.

“Sir.” The assassin looked at Wei Qing. “Do you want to summon the Black Armored Guards?”

Summoning the black-armored guards meant that they were going to start a massacre.

Wei Qing looked at the gradually disappearing figure at the foot of the mountain and made a difficult decision. “Summon!”