Chapter 630: "Destroying the Corpse"
Luo Haocang's body fell down with a "bang", and the look of fear and shock on his face had not yet disappeared when he fell.
Obviously, he didn't expect that his son, who had always been well-behaved and obedient, would attack him.
The expression of unwillingness was frozen on the face that was gradually losing its vitality, which formed a sharp contrast with Luo Jinghua's smiling face that looked like he had been reborn.
It can be said that Luo Jinghua did not show any hesitation or wavering when he took action.
It was as if he had overturned the false appearance of obedience of the previous decade in an instant, allowing his true inner self to be set free, even if the price of this release was the permanent loss of his father.
Even good kids have fangs in their eyes.
Qin Siyi, who was standing behind the red plum tree, had a clear view of everything that had just happened. He stepped on the snow, making a crunching sound, and walked out from behind the tree with slow and light steps, appearing in front of Luo Jinghua in a dignified manner.
The smile on Luo Jinghua's face disappeared completely. He was very panicked at first, like a small animal that succeeded in hunting for the first time but did not receive any praise. Then he realized that the person who came was Qin Siyi, the Qin Siyi who was as ostentatious and arrogant as a peacock.
Panic was like a stone falling into the lake, slowly sinking, and Luo Jinghua's face became colder and colder.
Qin Siyi chuckled, "Mr. Luo, after killing his own father, is still not satisfied and wants to deal with me as well?"
Luo Jinghua's voice was colder than his eyes, "What do you want to do?"
"What can I do?" Qin Siyi took steps closer to Luo Jinghua. The bright red clothes seemed to be burning on his body. He spoke with fear, but there was no fear in his expression.
"I am just a small person with low cultivation. Master Luo, you are far superior to me in both family background and cultivation. You can kill me with just a flick of your finger. What can I do?"
The facts were indeed as Qin Siyi said, but now the two of them were confronting each other - facing the approach of Qin Siyi, who was inferior to him in every way, Luo Jinghua couldn't help but take a step back.
Qin Siyi laughed loudly, "Mr. Luo is actually afraid of me? If I tell this to others, I'm afraid others will laugh their heads off! And..."
His eyes grew colder on his snow-white face. "They will definitely think I'm crazy."
"What do you want to do? Do you want to expose me?" Luo Jinghua stood still, allowing Qin Siyi's cold gaze to sweep across his face like a snake.
"A born nobleman like you will probably never understand what a nobody like me thinks."
Qin Siyi took stock of it carefully, "Speaking of which, your background is even better than Gu Qingjue's."
"Gu Qingjue was originally a nobody after all, but he was lucky enough to be noticed by Master Xuanyuan and accepted as his disciple. You are different..." Qin Siyi looked at Luo Jinghua with a frivolous look.
“Everything you have now, you had since you were born.”
"What good luck." Qin Siyi's expression was half-smile, "Mr. Luo, you are born a nobleman."
He emphasized these words again.
Luo Jinghua glanced at Luo Haocang's body on the ground and gritted his teeth and said, "I don't think it's good luck to kill my father with my own hands!"
"Tsk tsk tsk~" Qin Siyi chuckled, "Are you going to start talking about the hardships you've experienced as a nobleman again?"
"No, it's really unpleasant to me."
Qin Siyi looked at Luo Jinghua, who was angry but unable to vent his anger, and felt very interested. "Let me tell you straight."
"Everything that happens to you that you consider as suffering is nothing to me."
He ignored Luo Jinghua's surprised look and sarcastically said, "It's so pitiful that you didn't get your father's attention yesterday. I want to cry~"
"Today, my father only has eyes for my brother. I am so sad~" "My father likes my brother and Madam Red much more than me and my mother~"
Qin Siyi said calmly: "Apart from these, is there anything else?"
Luo Jinghua wanted to refute immediately, but he found that he really couldn't think of anything more to say at the moment, as if... Qin Siyi had said everything he wanted to say...
Qin Siyi laughed at Luo Jinghua's stunned expression, "I was hoping you could be a white-skinned glutinous rice dumpling with black sesame filling, but you turned out to be just a dough ball, um..." He commented, "Maybe there are a few black sesame seeds mixed in."
"Otherwise, I wouldn't have been able to draw my sword against my father."
Luo Jinghua was furious, "I didn't attack him because he was unfair to me in the past..."
Before he could finish his words, Qin Siyi interrupted him sarcastically, "Come on, it's not like I didn't hear what you said to him before you killed him, about son and father."
"You obviously care."
"These are the last words your father could hear when he was alive, but you still chose to say them. You really hate him." Qin Siyi said as he walked to Luo Haocang's body.
Luo Jinghua stood still, "How can I not hate you?!"
"He is not worthy of being my father! Not only to me, but also to my mother..."
"Okay, okay, you always have all kinds of excuses anyway." Qin Siyi said nonchalantly, "Can you stop saying these useless things now? Come over and give me a hand."
Luo Jinghua then realized that Qin Siyi suddenly appeared in front of him to help him deal with Luo Haocang's body.
"……Why?"
Qin Siyi frowned impatiently, "You have so many questions, all of which are the bad habits of a nobleman. Otherwise, I always say that people like you are the ones I hate the most."
Luo Jinghua didn't know what happened to him, but he walked over as if possessed and started cleaning the bright red bloodstains in the snow.
The hot blood fell on the cold white snow, melting the thick snow at an unpleasant speed. At this moment, deep depressions had appeared on the snow. With such a huge amount of blood, the bloody smell at the scene should have been quite strong, but because of the cold air, people's sense of smell became extremely dull.
The smell of blood was just a faint one.
"Based on your background and upbringing, if I didn't consider His Highness's preference for people with the surname Gu, I would probably hate you even more."
Qin Siyi dragged Luo Haocang into his arms like dragging a heavy piece of wood. Luo Jinghua couldn't understand what he was doing. He just thought it was some unknown way of destroying the body and didn't question it.
After receiving the word "hateful" as an evaluation, even though he was curious, Luo Jinghua did not ask Qin Siyi why he hated him even more.
But he didn't ask, Qin Siyi looked at him with surprise.
"You corrected your mistakes as soon as you knew them, and you corrected them very quickly! I have to be more careful with you. Your Highness is young and ignorant, and she likes sweet words and obedience the most. Very good."
Qin Siyi grabbed Luo Haocang's hair and pulled it back, looking at Luo Jinghua expressionlessly, "You succeeded in making me hate you even more."
Luo Jinghua did not respond, but lowered his head in silence, using magic to separate the blood from the snow.
This is a very sophisticated manipulation technique. When Luo Jinghua first learned it, he was praised by his teacher. At that time, he never thought that one day he would use this magic to destroy his father's corpse.
Qin Siyi's thinking is obviously more active than his, and is not limited to current matters.
All I heard was him saying happily: "I'm less annoying now because you're like a blockhead most of the time."
"And your Highness will not like a blockhead."
