#149 - The most powerful weapon in the world

It was the beginning of Mao time.

There was less than an hour before dawn, but it was also the darkest time.

A carriage with tightly closed curtains shuttled through small alleys, even the coachman's face was covered with a black cloth, making it impossible to see what he looked like.

The two did not speak.

Ning Yuker was unable to speak because her acupoints were sealed, while Wei Changtian was thinking about how to explain the current scene to the former.

It was impossible to hide it.

It is estimated that by dawn, the news of the massacre of the Shun Prince's family would spread throughout Shuzhou City, and then spread to the entire Da Ning, just like how everyone knew about him killing Liu Yuanshan.

What Wei Changtian was really hesitant about was whether or not to tell Ning Yuker who the real culprit behind the scenes was.

"Princess, I can't unseal your acupoints right now, but you must listen carefully to what I'm about to say."

Looking up at Ning Yuker, whose eyes were filled with fear, Wei Changtian said:

"Just now, a group of assassins infiltrated the Prince's mansion. Ning Qing... Your Highness, including the two County Princesses... have probably all died."

"Or rather, the entire Shun Prince's mansion, except for you, Princess, everyone else should have been unfortunately killed by the assassins."

Wei Changtian's tone was very calm, but it was not because he really had no sympathy or pity for Ning Yuker.

All her relatives died tragically overnight, such a blow cannot be described with the word "severe".

If one had to say, perhaps "the end of the world" would be more appropriate.

Wei Changtian's parents in his previous life were alive and well, and it was the same after he transmigrated, so it may be difficult to empathize with Ning Yuker's mood at this time.

However, this does not mean that he really does not understand this kind of despair.

The reason why he is showing such indifference now is mainly because the situation forces him, and also forces Ning Yuker, to have a relatively calm mindset to face what may happen next.

Lowering his gaze, avoiding Ning Yuker's eyes, Wei Changtian took a deep breath and continued to speak.

"Princess, I know you must be feeling hopeless at this moment, but if you still want to live, then please listen to me."

"I know who the mastermind behind this group of assassins is, and I can tell you."

"However, I will tell you in advance, it is best that you do not know this person's identity right now."

"Right now, the most important thing for you is to save your own life first."

"That group of assassins does not know that you are with me, but they will definitely not let it go, and will definitely search for your whereabouts with all their might."

"If they find you, you can imagine what your fate will be without me having to say more."

"Princess..."

Wei Changtian paused here, as if making some kind of choice.

After a moment, he raised his head again, looking directly at Ning Yuker's seemingly soulless eyes and said softly:

"Princess, since I have already pulled you back into the carriage before, then I might as well help you one more time."

"I can temporarily keep you safe, but please, Princess, you must completely obey my arrangements during this time."

"Of course, if the Princess does not have this intention, or does not want to live alone in this world anymore, then just pretend I didn't say these words."

"I will now unseal your acupoints, but please do not make any noise, Princess."

"..."

Having said everything that needed to be said, Wei Changtian did not dawdle, and immediately reached out and tapped on several acupoints on Ning Yuker's body, while holding the latter's arm.

"Gong, Young Master... What, what you said, is it true?"

This was the first sentence Ning Yuker said after regaining her ability to speak.

Wei Changtian did not answer, just nodded.

"..."

Ning Yuker stared blankly at Wei Changtian, her eyes devoid of expression, only infinite emptiness.

She seemed to have her soul hollowed out, her lips trembling unconsciously, as if silently sobbing.

"Sigh..."

Sighing, Wei Changtian originally wanted to say a few words of comfort such as "accept the change with grief", but in the end, he didn't say it.

The carriage was still speeding along, and in the strong, pungent smell of blood, the two sat facing each other in silence for a long time.

The invisible moon had already fallen to the west side of the night sky, and the last of the silver glow was trying hard to illuminate the darkness before dawn.

The moonlight may know that no matter how hard it tries, it will never be able to illuminate the night like the sun.

But it is still stubbornly rising and setting day after day, as it has been for thousands of years.

The carriage was quiet, until Ning Yuker suddenly knelt down with a "plop" in the pool of blood, and looked up at Wei Changtian.

"Young Master Wei, I want to live."

"..."

Wei Changtian was stunned, and subconsciously wanted to help her up, but stopped halfway.

He looked at those eyes, and saw in them an emotion that he had never seen in Ning Yuker's eyes before.

Hatred.

A quarter of an hour later.

The black carriage slowly stopped by a deserted lake, Wei Changtian jumped off the carriage and cautiously looked around.

They definitely couldn't leave the city dragging the corpses.

And this was one of the few remote places in Shuzhou City, convenient for disposing of the carriage and the corpses in it.

The jujube-red horse pulling the carriage beside him was panting heavily, but the next moment, the horse's head flew high into the air with a "poof".

Wei Changtian didn't say anything, and after killing the horse, he immediately returned to the carriage with Zhang San to start "unloading", preparing to dispose of all the clues that might leave traces here.

The simplest way was to burn it all with a fire, but the commotion would be too great, and it was likely to be noticed by the surrounding people.

So he could only use the "stupid" method.

"Plop, plop."

After throwing a few severed corpses by the lake, Zhang San suggested in a low voice: "Young Master, let me handle the corpses... I'm a professional."

"? ? ?"

Wei Changtian glanced at Zhang San, but didn't refuse, and turned around to go back to the carriage to get the remaining section of the corpse.

However, the scene he saw before him when he turned his head stunned him for a moment.

In the night, Ning Yuker was holding the severed corpse, walking towards the lake step by step.

"This..."

Zhang San also saw this scene at this time, so he immediately ran over.

"Princess, let me do it."

"No, no need, I can do it..."

It could be seen that Ning Yuker was still very afraid of "holding a half-section of bloody corpse", but she clenched her teeth tightly, trying hard not to fall down.

"Zhang San, come back."

Wei Changtian ordered, and then strode towards the carriage.

However, at the moment when he and Ning Yuker passed each other, Wei Changtian still paused slightly.

He remembered a sentence from the novel "The Three-Body Problem" in his previous life—

Hatred is the sharpest weapon in this world.

"Hurry up."