Chapter 99

Chapter 99

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"Hahahahaha!"

Jiang Changtian also laughed.

He laughed with tears in his eyes.

It was extremely funny.

He was crawling on the ground like a dog, begging for a meal to keep his wife and child alive. Old Lady Jiang said there is no resentment between mother and son that lasts overnight.

Today, Old Lady Jiang actually shed tears.

Nobody else's blood, even when dried, was worth as much as a single tear of Old Lady Jiang.

Jiang Changtian laughed heartily, "Hahaha!"

He laughed, looking up at the sky.

His laughter was a little manic.

The corners of his deep eyes were red and spread.

He raised his sword.

With one swing, he slashed the bowls and chopsticks in front of him.

Broth splashed everywhere.

"That year, I was weak and incapable, I tried to drown myself in the river, but Xia pulled me out and saved my life. She said she wasn't afraid of death, so what was there to be afraid of? We must live on."

"That year, Old Lady Jiang, I returned my life to you."

"From then on, my life was given by Xia. To repay her for saving my life, I offered myself to her in marriage. What's wrong with that? The whole village witnessed it, I used my life as the betrothal gift, and formally asked to marry her. She is my wife, and in this lifetime, I, Jiang Changtian, swear to take only her as my wife."

Jiang Mianmian was in her Mom's arms, and she saw her Mom shedding tears too, big drops rolling down.

The chopsticks in her Mom's hand were bent.

"Today, I'm not here to play the trick of mother and son reuniting or putting the broken mirror back together. I just want to ask Old Lady Jiang one question: who am I, really? Am I your flesh and blood? Why have you tried to kill me time and again?"

Hardly any of the dishes on the table had been touched.

When Jiang Changtian swung his sword, the broth splashed onto the people around.

Old Lady Jiang's exquisite lotus robe was stained with broth, and even her well-maintained face had broth splattered on it.

Jiang Huaisheng's satin robe not only had broth on it, but also pieces of vegetable hanging off it.

Hiding behind her grandmother, she looked at the sword-wielding man and found him alluringly beautiful, unable to think of anyone more handsome.

Aunt Yao stepped forward.

She held her head high, her chest puffed out, using her body to block the sword's point, not afraid at all. With a disdainful look and a booming voice, she shouted, "Young Master, don't persist in your delusions. If you've done wrong, admit it. Quickly apologize to the Old Lady."

"Pfft!"

Countless times in the past, when Aunt Yao stepped forward, Jiang Changtian had retreated in terror.

He had retreated countless times, until there was nowhere left to retreat.

Today, he held a sword.

Behind him were his wife and child.

He had no path to retreat, he could not retreat.

He took a step forward.

The sword also stepped forward.

Aunt Yao's ferocious expression froze, her eyes bulging, unbelievingly looking down at her chest.

A sword had truly pierced it.

Jiang Changtian didn't twist it, he just forcefully stepped forward.

The sword sliced through Aunt Yao's winter clothes somewhat smoothly. Aunt Yao was well-dressed, her maid's clothes were better than what his wife Xia wore. Her outer garment was a padded coat, with silk underneath. It was said that wearing silk as an undergarment could prevent an arrow from causing a fatal wound by wrapping around the arrowhead.

But what if it was pierced by a sword?

Jiang Changtian had only harmed himself before, he had never personally killed anyone else.

At this moment, Aunt Yao's body was rather thick, not so easy to pierce through.

But when he was locked in the dark room, he had envisioned the structure of the human body countless times in his mind.

He didn't mean to kill, he just wanted to die.

He just wanted to figure out how to die quickly and painlessly.

Now he was putting that knowledge to use.

Not letting any bit of knowledge go to waste.

He was using it on Aunt Yao.

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