Qin Yi’s eyes were cold. Qin Guanghong’s words indeed touched his heart, as they had always been his concern. The reason he had let this family go several tis was also because of this.
Patricide, this word is not just about killing anymore. Because it has the word ’family’ in it, the family of kin.
Maybe Qin Guanghong’s family still saw Qin Yi as that disabled boy sitting on a wheelchair, unaware that he had already transford. Or perhaps they understood that because of this kinship, Qin Yi dared not drive them to a dead end.
That’s why they dared to challenge Qin Yi’s limits so recklessly again and again.
Qin Yi gazed into the distant darkness, as if it was brighter than the hearts of Qin Guanghong’s family.
Is he really going to commit patricide?
Qin Yi had always been decisive in killing; killing Lan Wangji, killing people from the Five Poison Sect, and killing people from the Blood Evil Sect, never hesitating for even a mont.
But now, he hesitated, even if the three people in front of him were deeply sinful.
Qin Yi did not turn back but pointed at Li Guiju, "Start with her!"
Qin Guanghong’s family was so frightened their hearts almost stopped beating; Qin Yi was really going to strike hard.
Li Guiju was pale, full of regret. Why did she provoke Qin Yi for money and do those utterly unscrupulous things?
"Qin Yi, Aunt was wrong, I really know I was wrong, I’m less than a pig or a dog, please spare ."
Even ants cling to life, let alone they had never thought of dying. Death is a terrifying thing for ordinary people, and Li Guiju begged in fear.
Zhang Wenhao looked at Qin Yi.
But Qin Yi pressed his lips tightly and remained silent.
Zhang Wenhao’s face broke into a cruel smile and waved his hand.
Two strong n picked up Li Guiju, who had been paralyzed with fear, and walked towards the hillside.
"Qin Yi, spare , I beg you, please spare ?" Li Guiju scread hysterically.
Qin Yi clenched his fists. If one day he goes below, and the ancestors of the Qin Family want to bla him, he would have no regrets.
He could not let these three people continue to exist and create trouble; Qin Yi didn’t care, but Xia Yanbing and Qin Wan’er must not be hard anymore.
Qin Guanghong was dumbstruck, his old face looked as if he’d seen a ghost. He finally understood that he had been courting death all along.
"Qin, Qin Yi, spare your Auntie, please? Spare us, for the sake of blood relations, I’m begging you..."
Qin Yi’s eyes suddenly narrowed, blood relations again? He hated these four words. If they had considered blood relations just a little back then, how could he and Wan’er have almost lost their lives?
Qin Liangliang was so scared that his blood ran cold, he scread in horror, "Qin Yi, I was wrong, we were wrong, I beg you to spare us, I’m begging you..."
Qin Yi’s fingertips trembled, his heart shaking more violently than his fingertips.
To kill or not to kill?
Zhang Wenhao stepped lightly in front of Qin Yi and said respectfully, "Mr. Qin, why don’t you get in the car first, leave this to ."
Qin Yi looked back at Zhang Wenhao.
Zhang Wenhao’s heart trembled slightly; it was the first ti he saw Qin Yi’s gaze so unfocused, sowhat lost.
"Tell , do I really have to commit patricide?"
Zhang Wenhao was silent for a mont and said respectfully, "Mr. Qin, I understand everything. So people aren’t fit to be called family because they hate you more than outsiders and are more insidious, biting you to the bone."
"Qin Yi, please, spare us, Uncle will kneel to you, I beg you..."
Qin Yi’s fingertips trembled more intensely, then he suddenly clenched his fist, only to loosen it in despair because his entire fist was trembling when he clenched it.
Boom!
Suddenly, a rumbling thunder sounded from above.
Qin Yi quickly looked up.
The sky, at so point, had been covered with dark clouds, with faint thunder rolling through them.
A drop of rain fell on Qin Yi’s forehead, bringing a hint of coolness.
Qin Yi slightly lowered his head and fell into silence. After a long ti, he suddenly raised his head, his eyes were filled with determination.
"Zhang Wenhao, do it! Leave not a single one."
Qin Yi’s voice was chillingly firm.
The thunder, that single raindrop, finally made him decide.
Wow!
Storms are always abrupt; the rain starts heavily right after the first few drops, and in the blink of an eye, the world is enveloped in a curtain of rain.
"Mr. Qin, you should get in the car. I’ll handle things here!"
Qin Yi slightly shook his head; he could have used energy to ward off the rain, but he didn’t. He let the rain drench his clothes.
He recalled that stormy night years ago, when he and Qin Wan’er were driven out, alone and friendless. The frail Wan’er struggled to push the wheelchair... that helpless cry still echoed in his ears.
"Qin Guanghong, Li Guiju, Qin Liangliang, do you rember that stormy night? How similar it is to now? You watched us siblings fight for our lives from your lofty heights, but did you imagine this day would co?"
"This is not wanting to kill you; it’s Heaven’s decision. Today, I, Qin Yi, am willing to bear the cri of patricide. If one day I go below, I’ll be unrepentant before the ancestors of the Qin Family for what I do today."
Qin Yi roared, his voice overpowering the thunder, as if even the pouring rain paused.
Qin Guanghong and Qin Liangliang’s faces were ashen, collapsed on the ground.
Zhang Wenhao waved his hand, and four n in black dragged the two towards the hillside.
"Qin Yi, spare us, we beg you..."
"Qin Yi, you will die a horrible death, you commit patricide, you will be struck by lightning..."
The pleas, insults, and curses were all drowned in the wind and rain.
Qin Yi painfully closed his eyes, "Zhang Wenhao, give them a quick end!"
Zhang Wenhao bowed, turned, and walked towards the hillside.
On the hillside, three pits had been dug deep enough for each of the three people to fit without issue.
The wind howled, the rain poured swiftly, the lightning sliced through the night sky, and simultaneously, the cold gleaming dagger slit through throats, causing a spray of blood.
The dug pits were quickly filled with soil.
In the storm, the hillside’s soil washed down, turning into small mudslides, covering all traces.
Zhang Wenhao returned with his n, coming to Qin Yi’s side, and yelled as the wind was too strong, "Mr. Qin, the wind and rain are too heavy, get in the car!"
Qin Yi turned his head to look at the hillside, where all traces were covered by the forces of nature, leaving nothing to find, everything had vanished.
"You go back first."
Usually, Zhang Wenhao wouldn’t dare to contradict Qin Yi, but at this mont, he knew Qin Yi must be feeling terrible.
"Mr. Qin, Mr. Xia, and Miss Wan’er are your real family; they are waiting for you to co ho."
Qin Yi’s body trembled slightly. Yes, his family was waiting for him at ho.
Qin Yi turned around, patted Zhang Wenhao on the shoulder, and walked toward the car with big strides.
Not long after, three cars left, and the tracks left by the wheels were soon erased by the storm.
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