Raising My Children With My Personal Spatial Ability Chapter 1527 Wait, Hold On

Chapter 1527: Chapter 1527 Wait, Hold On

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“Understood.”

How could Qian Jiyun not understand her meaning?

Raising his hand again, he intended to untie the rope from Lan Zhengfeng’s hand, letting him fall directly and be fed to the two ferocious tigers.

“Wait, wait a moment.”

Lan Zhengfeng was scared out of his wits and hurriedly shook his head.

“Don’t, don’t, Zhitong, I am your father after all, do you really want my life? Do you know that if you do this, you will be struck by heavenly lightning!”

He had never seen anyone kill their own parents; did An Jiuyue no longer care about her reputation?

“You… if your mother knew from the underworld how viciously you’re treating your own father, she would not let you off either. Do you want to make your aunt die with her eyes wide open?”

He knew he couldn’t outtalk An Jiuyue, so he could only bring up her mother.

“My mother? Lan Zhengfeng, do you even have the face to mention my mother?”

As soon as her mother was mentioned, An Jiuyue felt as if a million ants were gnawing at her heart.

What she saw when she had her mother exhumed only she knew; Lan Zhengfeng would never dare to speak of it.

“My poor mother must have had very bad luck to fall for someone like you with such a cold stare… ugh, calling you a pretty boy would be an insult to those three words.

Do you think no one in the world knows what you did to my mother?”

“You… ”

Lan Zhengfeng’s pupils suddenly shrank, his eyes filled with guilt.

That woman was an impure person to begin with; she shouldn’t even dream of being buried in the Lan family’s ancestral grounds.

But at that time, he had no choice but to bury the woman in the Lan Clan’s cemetery, due to Qian Jiyun’s pressure. However, he still invited a Taoist priest.

He thought this matter would never be discovered, but somehow An Jiuyue knew about it.

“How did you know?”

“What does it matter how I knew?”

An Jiuyue didn’t want to waste words with him and turned her head to look at Qian Jiyun.

“Qian Jiyun.”

Qian Jiyun nodded his head, ready to unleash his Original Soul energy toward Lan Zhengfeng.

“No, wait a moment, just wait.”

Lan Zhengfeng shouted again to stop them. Although he was getting older and had done many bad things, he didn’t want to die yet. Wasn’t dying a natural death better?

“Zhitong, don’t kill me, don’t kill me. If you let me go, I will tell you the whereabouts of Lan Zhiyi, the brother you care about the most. If you kill me, then you will never see him again.”

Having no other option, he played the card of Lan Zhiyi’s whereabouts, believing that as long as he mentioned Lan Zhiyi, An Jiuyue would definitely compromise.

After all, he remembered that during the years before An Jiuyue was married, she adored her younger brother, Lan Zhiyi.

“You’re talking about Lan Zhiyi? He no longer carries the Lan surname,” An Jiuyue stated plainly.

After all, he was a man about to die; she wasn’t afraid of him knowing that she had already found Lan Zhiyi and recognized him as kin. Was he still trying to use Lan Zhiyi to threaten her?

“That can’t… that’s impossible!”

Lan Zhengfeng was dumbstruck. Had An Jiuyue already met that b.a.s.t.a.r.d child?

It wasn’t supposed to be like this. The people back then clearly told him that they had killed the b.a.s.t.a.r.d child and thrown the body into the Ma.s.s Burial Mound.

How could he still be alive?

“How could you possibly… no, don’t kill me, just let me go, and Zhitong, I will tell you who Lan Zhiyi’s father is, really, just let me go…”