Ex-Wife is a Big Villainess
Chapter 90 - 84: Killing Feng Yichen! (Seeking Initial Subscription)

Chapter 90: Chapter 84: Killing Feng Yichen! (Seeking Initial Subscription)

When Feng Yichen, who had disappeared for half a day, arrived at Old Zhang’s home, the body of Jiang Qing, a notorious flower thief, had already been taken away by the government officials called by Jiang Shouzhong, and the scene had been mostly cleaned up.

Jiang Shouzhong provided the officials with a very simple explanation.

He and Li Nanshuang were gathering at Old Zhang’s home when the sharp-eyed Li Nanshuang instantly recognized Jiang Qing as the wanted flower thief and thus executed him on the spot, ridding the people of a major scourge.

As for any talk of demons, not a single word was mentioned.

As they were leaving, the admiring gazes that the new county head Shi Jian and the government officials directed towards Li Nanshuang caused the girl’s cheeks to flush involuntarily.

She felt like she had done nothing yet had become a heroine.

Li Nanshuang’s beautiful eyes glanced towards the true hero... Under the lantern light, the man’s tall figure seemed bathed in a layer of warm sunlight, radiating an incredibly clear and gentle luster, indescribably elegant and distinguished.

"My braised noodle is so remarkable."

The girl’s lips curved into a smile, and her pearl-like almond eyes shimmered with sparkling light.

She subconsciously pressed her chest, vaguely feeling the residual warmth left by the other’s palm.

"He probably didn’t touch it, hmm, I can refrain from being upset."

The girl consoled herself.

Feng Yichen approached Jiang Shouzhong to explain his absence, "I sensed a presence pass by earlier and thought it related to this place, so I followed it to take a look. Turned out someone was being pursued, but I didn’t want to get involved in the affairs of Jianghu, so I came back."

Jiang Shouzhong nodded, then walked over to Ms. Zhang’s sickbed, looking down at the elderly woman with a sorrowful expression.

If the old woman had been like a candle in the wind, struggling on her last breath before, now Ms. Zhang truly seemed as if the lamp had run out of oil, her breath weak and fleeting.

"Is it possible..."

Jiang Shouzhong’s hopeful gaze turned towards Feng Yichen.

Feng Yichen shook his head and sighed, "Logically speaking, the old lady should have not held on this long, to survive until now is quite a miracle. She must have been holding on because she couldn’t let go of something. Now that her worries have been eased, she can no longer hold on to that breath."

Jiang Shouzhong held Ms. Zhang’s hand, filled with sadness.

The Snake Demon Mengniang had said before that dying old people are very sensitive to demon energy.

Sensing that her granddaughter was possessed by a demon spirit, she had been holding on to that breath, hoping to stop it. Unfortunately, she could only watch helplessly, unable to even warn anyone.

Her attempt to save her daughter-in-law today was merely a final flicker before the light goes out.

One could say that if it were not for the demon energy that We Zhaodi had fed her, the old woman could not have struggled on for so long.

Now that everything was safe, the heavy stone in the old woman’s heart naturally had been put down.

It was probably just a matter of a couple of days.

"Don’t worry, auntie, with me here, no one will be able to bully the Zhangs. I will take good care of them."

Jiang Shouzhong promised softly.

In his palm, the old woman’s withered hand gently squeezed his.

It was a gesture of deep gratitude from the bottom of her heart.

...

When they left Old Zhang’s house, it was during the time of Chou, and the earth was gloomy, with the night sky gaping like the mouth of a monstrous beast.

The fierce snowstorm seemed to have calmed along with the turmoil inside the small house.

After We Zhaodi woke up, Jiang Shouzhong informed her of everything.

Initially thinking that the woman would need a long time to settle her emotions after such an unimaginable ordeal, she promptly collected herself and went to take care of her daughter upon learning that her daughter and husband were unharmed.

This left Jiang Shouzhong with mixed feelings.

As Li Nanshuang had said, this woman’s resilience was far stronger than many others.

Even the experienced Jiang Qing had underestimated We Zhaodi’s decisiveness and alertness.

It also confirmed another suspicion Jiang Shouzhong had.

Why the demon possessing Zhang Yue’er would take the risk of depleting its spirit to control her body in the middle of the night and follow We Zhaodi to Wufeng Temple.

Of course, it wasn’t out of concern for the woman.

It was because it had witnessed the killing intent that We Zhaodi revealed when she placed the knife on herself.

In other words, We Zhaodi’s purpose in carrying a knife was not only for self-defense but also because in her heart, she had already entertained the thought of eliminating the threat posed by Ge Dasheng. It was not just for herself, but also for her husband.

We Zhaodi was no fool.

She understood very well that once she was at someone’s mercy, what followed would be endless coercion.

She would always be under threat, and neither her husband nor daughter would find peace, especially since Ge Dasheng was a greedy gambler.

Thus, the woman chose Wufeng Temple, a very secluded place, and the dead of night, to meet with him.

Upon seeing him reveal his rapacious nature, she decisively killed him.

"What’s on your mind, braised noodle?"

The sword-bearing girl beside him patted his shoulder and asked with a beaming smile.

Pulled from his thoughts, Jiang Shouzhong smiled and shook his head, casually saying, "Nothing much, I just think that tonight’s moon is round and big, quite nice."

As soon as the words left his mouth, his expression changed.

Fearing the girl beside him might overthink, he added hastily, "I mean the moon."

No explanation would have been better because once he clarified, Li Nanshuang, who hadn’t been paying attention, immediately caught on, her face turning an unnatural shade of red, which thankfully wasn’t too embarrassing due to the cover of night.

Jiang Shouzhong wished he could slap himself twice.

"Jiang Shouzhong!"

A voice called from behind him.

The young Taoist Feng Yichen caught up, complaining, "I just went to use the latrine, how could you not wait for me? That’s not very brotherly."

Li Nanshuang, who had planned to punch her beloved braised noodle, withdrew her fist and said indifferently, "Come to the Liushan Division tomorrow to close the case."

Having said that, the girl turned and left.