The veins on the back of his hand bulged out, as if they could devour Wei Yutang at any moment.
The fact that this person could commit an assassination in broad daylight is enough to show that he never intended to leave alive.
Such overwhelming hatred aroused Wei Yutang's curiosity. He couldn't recall any of the living people he had left behind who shared such a deep-seated hatred with him.
"Who are you? Why did you attempt the assassination? If you are willing to confess honestly, it is not impossible for me to spare your life."
Upon hearing his words, the assassin gave a slightly sarcastic smirk.
He then raised the dagger he had hidden, intending to commit suicide, but was stopped by a soldier beside him who reacted quickly.
When the dagger fell to the ground with a crisp sound, the assassin's mental defenses seemed to crumble as well.
His eyes turned bloodshot as he stared intently at the dagger lying on the ground. After a long while, he spoke in a somewhat hoarse voice:
"When you let me go, everyone praised your kindness, and I have always regarded you as my savior."
When Wei Yutang heard this, he had already begun to respond in his mind. Not many people were let go. Rather than leaving a way out, he preferred to eliminate the root of the problem.
By carefully sifting through that small number of people, you can roughly guess who it is.
"Back then, your father betrayed the country and colluded with the enemy. I spared your life because of my long-standing friendship with your father, allowing your father's bloodline to continue. Now, instead of thanking me, you even dare to attempt to assassinate me?"
After figuring out who the person in front of him was, Wei Yutang found him increasingly familiar. Among the soldiers, some recognized the assassin's father and, remembering his father's past actions, looked at him with disdain.
Back when they were stationed at the border, this assassin's father was able to survive on the frontier only because the general took care of him at every turn.
Who would have thought that at the most crucial moment, this assassin's father would actually betray his country and collude with the enemy!
They betrayed their battle plan to the enemy. If the general hadn't been lucky enough to receive a tip from someone else, they would have suffered countless casualties in that battle.
The mere thought of the potential death toll of that battle made it difficult for these people to feel any goodwill towards the assassin.
Especially those who felt they had made a mistake, the leader now wanted to take this opportunity to make amends, and stood in front of the assassin, sternly saying:
"Your father was in the wrong back then, so what face do you have to seek justice for him now?"
Xiaxia couldn't sit still in the carriage at all; she had already curiously poked her head out to see what was going on.
Before anyone could react, a woman in the crowd swiftly flew to the side of the carriage and, before anyone could react, pulled Xiaxia into her arms.
Suddenly, he found himself in a completely unfamiliar embrace. The little guy was so startled that his body stiffened, and he instinctively called out "Father!"
Upon hearing his son's voice, Wei Yutang quickly turned his head to look, while the kneeling assassin's expression changed instantly upon seeing the woman's appearance.
"Release him and your son will be safe. Otherwise, I can't guarantee whether it's a broken arm or a broken leg."
This statement is enough to show that the woman is in cahoots with the assassin on the ground. Xia Xia realized at this moment that she had been kidnapped by bad guys and gritted her teeth in anger.
Chu Qing was about to get out of the carriage when Wei Yutang sent her back.
Wei Yutang stood before him, their eyes meeting, and spoke in a voice only the two of them could hear:
"Don't worry, Xiaxia will be fine."
Regardless of the assassin's identity or his purpose.
Now that it's already out in their faces, it's absolutely impossible to end it easily, even if it means kidnapping my own son.
Although Xiaxia has been tied up by them, judging from her expression, the little one doesn't seem very scared.
He even gestured to his father with his eyes that he shouldn't rush and that it would be best to go back to the carriage as his father had suggested, because he was afraid that these people were so ruthless that they would take his father away as well.
"When you killed my father, did you ever think that there was a child in his family, about the same age as your son, waiting for his return?"
When Wei Yutang heard this question, he was slightly taken aback for a moment, as he had never actually thought about this question before.
There has always been only one way to deal with people who collude with the enemy and betray their country; there's no need to pay special attention to how old their children are.
If it weren't for the genuine affection between him and this person, he wouldn't have spared the life of this man's only son after the man's betrayal and treason.
The original intention was not to let his bloodline end, but who would have thought that it would leave such a big problem for him.
"If I had known you would do this when you grew up, I would have killed you like your father did."
Xiaxia flailed helplessly for a moment, her legs kicking wildly in mid-air.
He knew that his father and father had a good relationship, but he never thought that he would be ignored to this extent.
Normally, my father and father-in-law would neglect me because they had a good relationship.
But now that the knife is at his neck, it would be impolite to ignore it as before.
"When you did that, didn't you feel even the slightest bit guilty?"
When Wei Yutang heard the assassin's question, he froze for a long time before asking in confusion:
"Is there anything I should feel guilty about?"
Xiaxia's eyes kept darting around, and she noticed that the woman who held a knife to her neck was also emotionally affected by her father's words.
Without the slightest hesitation, he sprinkled the medicinal powder his father had made for him to protect himself, which was hidden in his sleeve, onto the woman.
The father only had eyes for his father, but the father still held a place for his son in his heart.
The medicine powder she prepared for herself was very effective, and Xiaxia would never have taken it out if the situation wasn't so urgent.
The last time he used this powder was because he encountered someone who wanted to kidnap and sell him.
When Chu Qing was preparing these medicinal powders for the child, she had already roughly guessed the possible situations that might arise, so the effects of the medicinal powders were very obvious.
I also seriously told my son that he should not take it out to use unless it was an emergency, and he should not use it when playing with his friends.
The woman couldn't bear the stimulation from the powder any longer and covered her eyes with her hands.
Taking advantage of the moment the woman let go, Xiaxia quickly kicked her with all her might, and then ran towards her father.
Although the father was more capable than his own father, it was clear that his own father was more reliable in this situation.
After realizing the child had escaped, despair crossed the woman's face, and the assassin was recaptured by the group.
Xiaxia successfully returned to her beloved father's side, and tears welled up in her eyes.
He didn't cry when he was taken away, but now that he's back in his father's arms, he can't hold back his tears.
Chu Qing knew about this and was afraid it had frightened the child, so she reached out and wiped away his tears.
"I will definitely not let this happen again next time."
Xiaxia, of course, wanted to believe her father. She buried her head in her father's arms, but before she could cry for long, she was already thinking about the medicine powder her father had prepared for her last time, which she had used up again. She quickly looked up at her father and said:
"What should I do now that I've used up all of Father's medicine powder?"
Chu Qing hadn't thought of this before, but after Xia Xia brought it up, he thought about it and realized that after using it three times, the powder was indeed almost used up.
When he prepared these powders for his son, he originally thought that if they weren't bullying the child, they could use these powders to escape temporarily.
Because Xiaxia is still young and can be a little mischievous at times, the powder was not enough to be lethal; it would only make her feel unwell for a while.
After struggling out of her pain, the woman felt the force of the soldier forcing her to kneel down on her shoulders, and for a moment a deep sense of despair welled up in her heart.
“Tell them to release my wife, and I’ll tell you anything you want to know.”
The assassin now seems to have finally accepted reality and has begun discussing the matter with Wei Yutang.
He had been very careful to keep his departure a secret from his wife, precisely because he was afraid that she would want to be with him if she found out.
But no matter how much I tried to stop it, I couldn't change that fact.
Hearing his son's rare cry, Wei Yutang frowned slightly, his eyes cold. His impatience with the assassin reached its peak at that moment.
"So what if you don't tell me?"
"If it's a question I want to know, then you can discuss it with me after you've endured those punishments."
"Considering the deep affection between you and your wife, this general will reluctantly allow you to witness each other being tortured."
Wei Yutang has always been very good at grasping the weaknesses of human nature. It is clear that the assassin and the woman care about each other.
To find out these things, you'll naturally have to resort to some extraordinary methods.
It's clear that this assassin is exactly like his father—stubborn by nature. So I'm afraid I won't be able to get him to talk anytime soon.
Even if torture is used, it may not achieve the desired result.
But seeing him willing to trade something for his wife's safety, one can't help but admire his deep affection while also feeling that he's somewhat foolish.
"You've gone too far."
The assassin spoke these words almost through gritted teeth, and his gaze towards him was even more ferocious than before.
Wei Yutang didn't care at all how he looked at him. He always enjoyed watching these people, no matter how angry they were, they still couldn't change the status quo.
And it just so happened that this person's words satisfied his perverse sense of humor, while also making him want to go even further.
"This is just an appetizer."
"If you still refuse to tell the truth, I can't guarantee what I might do next."
Wei Yutang didn't care about many things before, which is why he didn't mind others threatening him recklessly. However, his wife and children were his inviolable taboo.
Even a simple statement from Brother Chu Qing that he wanted to take him away was enough to make Wei Yutang angry for days.
Not to mention the assassin's wife, who actually held a dagger to her son's neck.
“You are truly despicable and shameless. If my father had known you were this kind of person, he would never have been loyal to you.”
“You are not worthy of the word ‘shameless’ when your wife tried to threaten me with my son.”
Xiaxia is so innocent, she's only so tiny.
At that moment, his wife's hand only needed to move forward a tiny bit more to easily pierce his fragile throat.
“We were wrong about that, but now…”
"Enough with the nonsense. Either tell me the truth, or I'll break your wife's hand right now."
As Wei Yutang was saying this, one of his subordinates brought over an exceptionally sharp dagger.
He gripped the hilt of the knife, staring at the cold glint of the blade.
This person probably wouldn't want to see his wife's hand cut off with this dagger.
"You dare."
"You can see if I dare."
After Wei Yutang finished speaking, a sharp glint flashed in his eyes.