𝐷𝑒́𝑝𝑎𝑦𝑠𝑒𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡「LCF x MDZS」

Chapter 105 - 『All Points To One』

After all, him going Yueyang was not to find who eradicated the entire Clan governing the place. It was to gather evidence against Jin Guangyao.

Xue Yang is sure that he was the main villain, his gege believes him so.

Before Song Lan could speak, Xue Yang continued his words from earlier.

"But I am not oblige to tell you what I know, Song-gongzi."

Xue Yang could see how Song Lan's face contort into an irritated one, making the fierce corpse huff to himself and not quite believing that the latter could make a face like that.

"Won't it be easier to share information with each other so that we can finish this and go on our own way?"

Well, Xue Yang has no need for help.

"If you want to reach the same conclusion as mine, feel free to look around."

Xue Yang left him alone then.

Slamming the doors open, the sight alone is too gory for him to describe. Even Song Lan scrunched his face from the smell of the rotting corpses inside.

Heavens, those from Ouyang couldn't even give these bastards a burial. Big talk for such a righteous Sect.

"What madman could do such an inhumane thing?"

Ah right, this guy is also righteous.

"You can give them a burial after I investigate their bodies." Xue Yang says before easily raising a stiff body and bringing it closer to his face in able for him to see it clearly.

"Hey, handle them with respect."

At this point, Xue Yang is starting to get irritated by the mere presence of the older.

He wonders if he could throw the body he's holding on Song Lan's face. That way, it's either he would shut up or become more talkative that is not quite befitting for someone like him.

"You, of all people, have no right to ask me of that."

Song Lan tilts his head in confusion, but he didn't probed for more despite the curiosity.

What a heavy resentment, this child is carrying.

Xue Yang drops the body on the ground before going for his next victim.

"Hmm." He hums, earning Song Lan's attention.

"What is it?"

Well, it wouldn't hurt to share what he found, right? After all, there is still no evidence that the massacre happened because of Jin Guangyao.

"They were all mutilated."

Chang Ci'an's right hand man ironically lost his right hand, the mercenary who always kicks him out lost his left leg, the slave who sees him as someone lower has his right leg missing.

And Chang Ci'an, who was his main abuser when he was a child, lost his left hand. The same hand who drove the cart and crushed Xue Yang's pinky finger years ago.

All of these evidences points to the one who has the most resentment to them.

Xue Yang let out a stuttered breath, huffing to himself at how funny the current situation is.

"He used his mind meticulously."

No matter how much he hate those who had wronged him, Xue Yang vowed to himself that he would not kill anyone mindlessly.

Maybe break a few bones especially the ribs, but what he made is still a vow.

"...How annoying."

Xue Yang throws the corpse he was holding, making sure that it hit the already crumbling wall of this damned house.

It was surprising enough that Song Lan let him do what he wants.

"Hey kid."

Xue Yang turns with an unreadable look on his face, "What? If you are about to tell me to respect them one more time I willㅡ!"

Warm embrace against his cold skin, Xue Yang couldn't help but become frozenly still.

"What the hell do you think you're doing?!"

Xue Yang says that, but he doesn't make an effort to push the older away.

"What do you think I'm doing?"

The younger attempts a glare even though he knows that Song Lan wouldn't be able to see it, "Suffocating me."

"You don't need oxygen, you're a fierce corpse."

Before Xue Yang could hit him, Song Lan spoke once again.

"But you are a child, so you need comfort."

What the hell.

How much cringy could this situation get, Xue Yang wonders.

"I thought you hated being touched?"

For as far as Xue Yang knows, Song Lan hates the simple thought of it. This bastard suffers from mysophobia after all.

"Well, I'm the one who is touching, aren't I?"

Xue Yang couldn't help but frown at the older's hypocrisy.

They were both silent for a while, and Xue Yang could sense how Song Lan was becoming more awkward.

"...It's not me." He says after breaking the silence.

"I know." Song Lan answers without hesitation, making Xue Yang falter in his place.

"How would you even know?"

There was a hand that reached to pat his head, making Xue Yang remember a certain person who always had a ribbon dyed in red as an accessory.

"I just do."

...What an idiotic thing to say.