The Sickly Scion’s Petite Wife Is Sweet And Cool Chapter 205 - Ghost-Faced General

Chapter 205: Ghost-Faced General

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Song Jingchen held the rabbit mask in his hand. Without even looking up, he said casually, “It seems that it’s time to change the spies in your Wu Country. Haven’t you heard the news that I’m no longer the heir? What do you think, Ghost-Faced General?”
The general laughed. His voice was hoarse to begin with, and his laughter made one’s scalp tingle.
After laughing, he waved his hand. There was no one else in the courtyard except the two of them, but suddenly, a man in black appeared. The man placed a chair behind the general and disappeared.
Song Jingchen didn’t seem surprised at all. He calmly placed the rabbit mask on his lap and gently stroked it with his slender fingers.
Ever since Shen Yijia used a strange method to treat his leg, Song Jingchen realized that he had been reborn. Not only was his perception much sharper than before, but his martial arts had also improved greatly.!!
Therefore, although the general’s men were skilled and hid well, Song Jingchen still discovered their existence as soon as he entered. There were a total of fifteen of them.
When he and Shen Yijia were pushed away for no reason, he guessed that something was amiss. Fortunately, these people targeted him. At least Shen Yijia was safe.
Moreover, he also knew that these people must have made a careful plan in advance to bring him here as soon as he approached the stage, even if he and Shen Yijia did not approach it.
They would also take action elsewhere. Instead of trying to avoid them, it was better to see who was behind this and what their motives were.
“You don’t seem surprised at all.” The man sat down and examined Song Jingchen with his dark eyes.
Song Jingchen chuckled. “Why should I be surprised? Am I supposed to be surprised that you, the Ghost-Faced General of the Wu State, would appear in the building? Or that you would look for a disabled person like me?”
“You’re indeed the heir of the Song family. If you were born in the Wu Country, I wouldn’t have risen to my position.” The Ghost-Faced General praised him generously. Then, he clicked his tongue and said, “It’s a pity that the emperor is heartless and let you fall to such a state.”
“Why? Are you here today to persuade me to work for the State of Wu?” Song Jingchen asked as he gently touched the mask on his knees.
The Ghost-Faced General didn’t expect Song Jingchen to be so straightforward. He paused for a moment and smiled. “If you’re willing, naturally…”
“No,” Song Jingchen interrupted him. It was enough to know who it was. He was worried that Shen Yijia would be anxious when she saw that he was gone.
“Aren’t you afraid I’ll kill you?” The Ghost-Faced General’s voice sank, as if he were on the verge of a fit.
“If you have the ability to kill me, do it.” Song Jingchen looked up at him without any fear.
“Hmph!” The ghost-faced general snorted coldly and suddenly pulled out his sword to stab at Song Jingchen. Song Jingchen quickly moved and clamped the tip of the sword between his fingers.
The sword could no longer advance any further.
The ghost-faced general did not pester him. He quickly retracted his sword and sat back in his chair. “It seems that your legs are really crippled.”
Song Jingchen glanced at the silver needle in his leg and casually pulled it out and threw it on the ground. “You come all the way here to confirm it.”
“Are you really not curious at all?” the Ghost-Faced General asked in surprise.
“Why should I be curious about something that has nothing to do with me?” Whether it was the purpose of this person’s appearance in Great Xia or anything else, he would not interfere.
The Ghost-Faced General looked at Song Jingchen for a long time and laughed. He reached out his hand and said, “It’s so convenient to talk to smart people. In that case, please go ahead.”
As soon as he finished speaking, the courtyard door opened. Song Jingchen glanced at it and left in his wheelchair without a word.
As soon as he went out, the courtyard door was closed again.
A man in black appeared beside the Ghost-Faced General and asked in confusion, “Sir, why didn’t you just kill him?”
Since he felt that this person was a threat, shouldn’t he get rid of him early?
The ghost-faced general put away his arrogance and glanced at the man in black. “What? Are you teaching me how to do things?”
“I wouldn’t dare!” The man in black trembled and hurriedly knelt on one knee.
“It’s best if you don’t dare. You’re someone my adoptive father assigned to me. On account of my adoptive father, I won’t do anything to you. Get up,” the Ghost-Faced General said with narrowed eyes.
The man in black heaved a sigh of relief. He stood up and cupped his hands at the ghost-faced general, wanting to retreat. However, just as he lowered his head, a sharp sword pierced through his neck.
Before he could even cry out in pain, he fell to the ground.
“Drag him away to feed the dogs,” the Ghost-Faced General ordered coldly.
As he spoke, a figure flashed past, and the corpse on the ground disappeared.
The Ghost-Faced General stared in the direction Song Jingchen had left for a long time. His peach blossom eyes raised slightly. Why didn’t he kill him? Naturally, it was because the living were more fun than the dead.
Song Jingchen drove the wheelchair into an alley. After confirming that no one was following him, he tapped a few acupuncture points on his legs. A line of blood flowed out of his mouth. He took out a handkerchief and wiped it away expressionlessly.
When he returned to the main street, he realized that other than the charred stage, there were only pedestrians in a hurry and lanterns abandoned everywhere.
It was impossible to tell that an hour ago, this place was still bustling with excitement.
Song Jingchen sat in the middle of the road in his wheelchair, frowning.
“Eldest Young Master!” A voice suddenly sounded.
Song Jingchen turned around and saw Fan Mingyuan in an official’s uniform. Behind him was a group of bailiffs walking towards him anxiously.
“What happened?” Song Jingchen asked.
“An organized kidnapper appeared in the city. Many young women have disappeared.” Fan Mingyuan paused and glanced at Song Jingchen’s expression before saying, “Young Madam and Ruoshui have also disappeared.”
Song Jingchen clenched his fists on both sides of the wheelchair and suppressed the worry in his heart. “Where are my mother and the others now? Do you only know about this?”
“I asked them to rest in the backyard of the county office. I didn’t want them to have one more person to worry about, so I didn’t mention it.”
Song Jingchen nodded. “Thank you.”
Putting everything else aside, Fan Mingyuan had helped a lot today. Otherwise, he would have to calm Madam Li and the others down.
With that, he drove away in her wheelchair.
“Where are you going?” Fan Mingyuan stopped and asked.
Song Jingchen didn’t even turn around. “I’ll only be a burden if I follow you. I’ll naturally think of other ways to find her.”
Fan Mingyuan frowned as he watched Song Jingchen leave.
“Sir, we—” one of the bailiffs began, thinking to ask if he should follow.
Fan Mingyuan waved his hand and interrupted him. “Continue searching every house. Close the city gates. Before you find those women, no one is allowed to enter or leave.”
“Yes sir!”
Song Jingchen heard what the person behind him said and frowned.
The first person Song Jingchen suspected was the Ghost-Faced General he had just seen. With Shen Yijia’s ability, it was impossible for ordinary people to catch her unless it was premeditated.