Chapter 545: 542
President Fei, slumped on the ground, had lost all of his usual composure and steadiness. Now, in his eyes, there was only fear and an inexplicable chill that kept seeping out from within him.
Yang Jian.
He was well aware of the weight the man before him carried. He had perused countless files and intelligence about him, from his experiences in resolving various supernatural incidents to his personal preferences and lifestyle… After all, the better you understand the enemy, the better you could craft specific strategies to combat them.
However, once President Fei truly understood, he ca to a conclusion: Yang Jian was an extrely pure individual.
Because he was just a high school student and hadn’t yet entered society, he hadn’t adopted the well-known societal values.
Ost whisperer, the emotions that living people have would gradually fade away, and even disappear in the end.
...
A person unaffected by profit or emotion was both pure and terrifying.
Yet today, this very Yang Jian stood before him, in his ho, and had even t his wife and child.
Just the thought made President Fei feel as though he was about to endure a hellish nightmare.
Yang Jian wiped his hands and looked at President Fei with a smile—a smile that was rely a facial gesture, devoid of any emotion or warmth, creating an inexplicable sense of dread in one’s heart, much like the grim reaper extending a greeting.
"So you’re President Fei,” he said.
The casual greeting felt like it was tearing President Fei apart.
President Fei’s throat moved as if he wanted to say sothing, but he found he lacked the strength even to open his mouth, managing only to tremble his lips slightly.
"Who could it be at this ti? I just heard soone at the door,” however, a woman’s voice ca from the kitchen.
Imdiately after, an intelligent and virtuous woman wearing an apron and holding a spatula walked out.
It was Wann Yue.
President Fei regained so composure. He quickly turned to look, fearing that his wife had already encountered misfortune. After all, for soone like Yang Jian, killing would not carry much of a psychological burden. Killing one person was no different than several—it was like stepping on a few bugs, rely by chance.
"Please, spare my family, whatever it is, co at . I can do a lot for you, definitely worth two lives. Let them go,” he said urgently.
He struggled to rise but instead knelt on the ground and clutched tightly at the hem of Yang Jian’s pants.
Ok of panic.
President Fei’s eyes widened in disbelief.
"Xiao Yang, who is this man? Should we call the police?” Wann Yue, looking wary at President Fei, seed to be facing an intruder who had abruptly entered her ho, thinking of calling the police as her first response.
Upon hearing this, President Fei froze completely. He saw in Wann Yue’s face an unprecedented sense of estrangent and distance, as if he had beco soone else. His wife, usually very affectionate, didn’t seem to recognize him at all.
Not only that, he also saw a hint of fear in Xiao Bao’s gaze behind him.
Was this fear of himself?
"No need to call the police, perhaps he just walked into the wrong door. I’ll handle this; you can rest assured. Please take the child inside for now,” Yang Jian said, looking back.
Wann Yue thought for a mont, then nodded with so concern, “Then be careful, if anything happens, I’ll report it imdiately.”
After speaking, she hurriedly took the child and returned to the house.
Seeing this scene, President Fei no longer had the strength to clutch at Yang Jian’s trouser leg; he seed utterly deflated, his lips trembling as he asked, “What, what have you done to my family? They don’t even recognize anymore.”
"I didn’t do much, just made your wife and child forget about soone like you,” Yang Jian explained calmly.
"After all, if a person is dead, the knowledge would certainly distress and upset their family greatly; the best way to soothe such pain is through forgetting.”
"In their mory, there is no husband, no father, just a man who died irresponsibly long ago, while I am here visiting as a good friend.”
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President Fei didn’t know what to do; his eyes were filled with inexplicable horror.
"You should thank , as I consider my actions rciful. It’s charity for destroying such a happy family as yours. If you’d like to kneel and thank , I would gladly accept,” said Yang Jian.
Chills ran down President Fei’s spine as he replied with a trembling voice, “How can you say that? Are you even human?”
"I am the sa kind of person as you are.”
Yang Jian remained indifferent. “If I had been killed by soone from your social circle, perhaps at so point in the future, in so unseen place, a mother would cry her heart out for her dead child. You are a father to soone, and I am a son to a mother. None of us are orphans; we all have families.”
"It can’t be that your family mbers are humans, but mine are not.”
President Fei fell silent for a while before finally saying, “I understand… How do you want to die?”
"That depends on whether your death has any value,” replied Yang Jian. “After all, people change. Maybe I’ll change my mind at so point.”
"I will hand over everything I have to you, and I promise not to hide anything,” President Fei said in desperation.
Yang Jian nodded, “That’s not bad.”
"But all the data isn’t here, I can tell you the location, you’ll have to go get it yourself,” President Fei imdiately disclosed an address.
"As expected, soone like you would surely have prepared a more comprehensive set of information as a contingency. I’ve noted the address and hope you’re not deceiving ,” said Yang Jian.
President Fei didn’t respond because he didn’t dare deceive Yang Jian; he couldn’t bear the consequences of lying. Yet he still kept one card close to his chest, not revealing the content of today’s eting, since it wasn’t recorded and hadn’t been implented yet. If it actually happened in the future, it would be hard to trace back to a dead man like himself.
"So, how will you deal with ? If possible, I’d like to die far from here,” he said.
Yang Jian glanced out the window, “That building across the street looks pretty tall, about six or seven stories.”
"I understand,” President Fei stood up, walked out of the room with a look of despair, and headed outside.
He tried to look back, but saw nothing; only the frightening Yang Jian remained behind him.
As President Fei walked out the door, preparing to leave, sothing suddenly ca to his mind, and he said, “Li Yao is your person, right?”
Y as he spoke.
President Fei didn’t ask further; he knew where he had lost. It wasn’t a lack of intelligence or caution, but an underestimation of the opponent.
Should he have expected as much from soone who had resolved an S-class supernatural event?
"Moreover, as an ordinary person, you need to understand your place. So matters are beyond your station, just like Li Yao’s was.”
"Got it, won’t happen in the next life.”
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