boyutpedia Chapter 382 How to handle it, follow the same method.
Chapter 382 How to handle it, follow the same method.
"What's going on?" Si Yue couldn't hold back and immediately asked.
"Eldest cousin, fourth cousin, take a good look at that man above and see if he is indeed the current head of the Si Sect." Ning Yao did not reveal her father's name. At this moment, she already knew what had happened back then and had some respect for Si Long Shen.
Si Ruonan and Si Yue almost simultaneously turned their gazes to the fake Si Longshen on the ground, trying to decipher the meaning behind Ning Yao's words.
What do you mean by whether or not he is the head of the Simen Sect? The head of the Simen Sect is of course Si Longshen. How could that be false?
The long-haired, disheveled man next to him looked up at Si Longshen and An Qiulu. The fake Si Longshen kept his eyes closed and curled up on the ground with his limbs tucked in.
An Qiulu was much calmer than the fake Si Longshen, but when she saw Si Longshen escape from prison unharmed and sitting properly in the seat of honor, her legs almost gave way and she was about to kneel down.
How could that be...
Si Longshen also saw An Qiulu. At this moment, her eyes were filled with a deathly calmness, devoid of any emotion, yet chilling to the bone.
An Qiulu lost her tongue and naturally couldn't speak. She just stared at the man she had tormented for over twenty years and swallowed a mouthful of blood.
“She can’t speak right now, so you speak.” Ning Yao looked at the fake Si Longshen, her voice as cold as melting ice.
“I don’t know anything. An Qiulu threatened me. She said I look like Si Longshen and that I should impersonate him. She promised to give me a lot of money. I was just a pawn…”
The fake Si Longshen dared not deny it. An Qiulu's tongue had already been cut out, and he didn't want to be the next one to be tortured.
The man knelt on the ground, reeking of urine. The young masters of the Si family frowned upon smelling the odor.
“Over the years, An Qiulu has been visiting Si Longshen in prison, and sometimes she would take me with her. She has used almost every torture method available in the world on Si Longshen, it’s like…”
Ning Yao silently clenched her teeth as she listened to the fake Si Longshen's words.
At this moment, she didn't dare to look at Si Longshen's expression at all. She was afraid to see Si Longshen's silence, which was the look of a living dead person who had been tortured to the point of despair and whose eyes had no light left.
Si Si never expected that her grandfather would have gone through so many terrible things. At the same time, she recalled that when she was first found by An Qiulu and met the fake Si Longshen, she felt no sense of kinship at all.
She had thought that her maternal grandfather was rather indifferent to family ties. After all, he was the leader of a huge organization like Simen, so he was naturally different from ordinary people. But she never expected that the man she had been facing all along was not her biological maternal grandfather at all.
Si Ruonan was in a state of great shock, and he turned his gaze to the long-haired, slovenly man not far away.
He remembered meeting Si Longshen when he was young. Si Longshen was kind and approachable and treated them, his juniors, very well.
Once, when the old man brought him to Simen, he wanted to eat the fruit from a fruit tree in the Simen base. Without saying a word, Si Longshen patted his head, lifted his long robe, climbed the tree, and picked a large handful of fruit for him.
He was also very good to his fourth and fifth cousins, giving them almost whatever they wanted without being stingy, and he also liked them to come to the Simen base to play.
Later, Si Longshen pretended not to see them, as if his eyes were on the top of his head. His gentle and kind demeanor was gone, and he even ordered that no one from other families of the Si Clan was allowed to come to the base without permission.
He didn't leave the base either, as if he wanted to sever ties with the major families of the Simen, so that everyone could live their own lives and not interfere with each other.
Si Ruonan had overheard the old man discussing Si Longshen's drastic change in temperament in private. But in the end, Si Longshen was the sect leader, and all the families had followed his lead for generations. Even if they harbored resentment, they would not disrespect the sect leader.
Only today did Si Ruonan learn the truth.
It turns out that Si Longshen's personality changed drastically after he became the sect leader, but it wasn't a real change.
The real Si Longshen had already been imprisoned by An Qiulu...
Si Longshen, who stays at home and doesn't cultivate relationships with the major families, is a complete fake!
Si Ruonan's gaze also turned cold. He looked at An Qiulu, whose mouth was full of blood, on the ground, as indifferently as if he were looking at a dead person.
What a scoundrel An Qiulu! How dare she do such a rebellious thing to the Sect Master of the Si Sect! She must have a death wish!
“I didn’t participate in any of An Qiulu’s torment of Si Longshen. I even pleaded for Si Longshen, but An Qiulu is too vicious and won’t listen to anyone else.” The fake Si Longshen tried to exonerate himself and didn’t want to be categorized as An Qiulu.
"How will your sect deal with An Qiulu?" Ning Yao's eyes were already red, but now they were even redder, and the anger in her eyes was almost overflowing, sparks flying everywhere, making An Qiulu reflexively shrink her neck.
Who among us is not afraid of death, pain, or suffering?
An Qiulu was no exception; she was cold-blooded and ruthless when torturing people, showing no mercy whatsoever.
Now that it has come to her, it seems like fate has ordained her, and retribution will surely follow.
Si Ruonan glanced at An Qiulu coolly, a beautiful smile curving her lips.
What should be done?
Of course, they would do the same thing; they would treat her the same way they treated the sect leader.
At the same time, An Qiulu's family will also be implicated. As long as there is a Simen, the An family will not be able to live a comfortable life.
"You guys handle this. I'll take... the sect leader down to heal his injuries first."
Ning Yao saw that Si Longshen couldn't even sit still; his whole body was trembling, especially his legs, which were shaking so badly they were practically turning into sieves.
Ning Yao couldn't bear to see Si Longshen appear in the Si Men base in such a manner, especially in front of her junior.
His former glory is gone, and he doesn't want to see these people looking at him with pity or sympathy.
She didn't call Si Longshen "father." Just as she was about to say it, Ning Yao hesitated and ultimately changed her address to "Sect Master."
“No problem, leave the two traitors to us.” Si Ruonan nodded, then glanced at Ning Yao, and then at Si Longshen, who was so weak that he could barely breathe. She felt a sharp pain in her heart.
If only he had discovered it sooner, the sect leader wouldn't have suffered for so many years.
"I will call the best physician in the family to come and treat the sect leader's injuries," Si Ruonan said solemnly.
"Thank you." Ning Yao nodded and walked back to Si Longshen's side.
Si Longshen opened his lips, which were completely devoid of color, as if he wanted to say something.
But he had no strength. His throat looked like it had been injured; the skin was wrinkled and there was a terrifying, winding scar like a centipede.
"Let me do it." Wen Tingye walked up to Ning Yao at the right moment, bypassed her, and carried Si Longshen on his back.