Chapter Sixty-Five: How to Handle the Aftermath

Murder!

Chen Feng stood motionless, his chest still rising and falling gently. There was no fear, no hesitation, no regret—only a rush of exhilarating satisfaction. The corners of his lips curled ever so slightly as he mocked himself, “It seems I truly am a born killer, a devil made for murder.”

He moved his body just a bit, then glanced back toward his parents, his eyes still glimmering with cold murderous intent. The death of Luo Wenhao was not enough. His whole family had to die; only then would his own parents and Fang Yue be safe.

Kill! Kill! Kill!

Once the idea took hold in his mind, Chen Feng felt no more restraints. No matter how ruthless, he could carry it out. Now was certainly not the time for mercy; he could be kind, but who would show kindness to his parents? Only by steeling his heart and eliminating all threats could he protect what mattered.

If, before, Chen Feng still held some naive hope for the laws of this world, now he truly had none. In the eyes of those with real power, laws were nothing more than something to trample.

Just then, Chen Feng’s phone suddenly rang. He frowned slightly, wiped the blood from his fingers, and picked it up.

It was Xiao Yu calling.

After a moment’s hesitation, Chen Feng answered. Xiao Yu’s lazy voice came through, “Hey, my good little brother, where are you? I’ve drafted the contract. Do you want to take it home and have a look?”

Chen Feng remained silent. On the other end, Xiao Yu sensed something was off. She could hear Chen Feng’s heavy breathing. “Hey, Chen Feng, are you listening?”

“I killed someone,” Chen Feng replied bluntly.

“What?” Xiao Yu suddenly widened her eyes and spoke loudly, “What did you say? Say that again?”

“I killed someone,” Chen Feng said coldly, “Just before you called, I beat Luo Wenhao to death.”

Xiao Yu narrowed her eyes and spoke coolly, “Tell me exactly what happened—now, quickly!”

Chen Feng didn’t hesitate. He swiftly recounted the events. Xiao Yu listened, eyes narrowed, then spoke rapidly, “Go find a gun immediately and place it in Luo Wenhao’s hand. Be quick, and make sure you leave no fingerprints. Remember this: Luo Wenhao colluded with Zhang Quan; he tried to shoot you, and you killed him in self-defense. Do you understand?”

Chen Feng was momentarily stunned, but his reaction was quick. Xiao Yu was taking action to help him, and before he could speak, she continued, “Listen to me and do exactly as I say. I can’t guarantee nothing will happen to you, but I can promise your life will be safe. Even if the court sentences you, I can make sure you come out soon. Don’t think about anything else, and don’t act recklessly. Otherwise, I really can’t protect you. Listen—don’t do anything foolish!”

Listening to Xiao Yu, Chen Feng hesitated. Sensing this, Xiao Yu urged him, “Chen Feng, listen to me, you must—don’t act rashly. Remember, you’re still a minor, only sixteen years old. Even if you really killed someone, you won’t get the death penalty!”

“All right! I’ll do as you say!” At that moment, clarity flooded Chen Feng’s mind, and the murderous urge dissipated bit by bit.

If possible, Chen Feng didn’t want to walk the path of killing and running. He would much prefer to go to school peacefully than live as a fugitive. Had he not been driven to the brink, Chen Feng would never have chosen to kill. Once he did, there would be no way back—only a life on the run.

Xiao Yu’s words snapped him out of it. He wasn’t yet eighteen; the law wouldn’t sentence him to death. As long as he survived, hope remained. Life imprisonment could be reduced, sentences could be commuted, parole was possible—there were many ways out. Even if he had to spend three or four years inside, it didn’t matter. With the Grand Extraction System, his achievements were a matter of time.

“Chen Feng, where are you now?” Hearing his agreement, Xiao Yu sighed with relief.

“I… I’ll probably head to the hospital soon.” Chen Feng glanced toward his parents and spoke slowly, “The Lotus Hospital near our home. We’ll stay in touch by phone.”

“Good!” Xiao Yu nodded, then quickly dialed another number.

She knew Luo Yongjiang well. Though his status in Jiangzhou didn’t match hers, saving Chen Feng would cost her considerable favors. Yet Xiao Yu had a feeling that helping Chen Feng today would bring her great benefit in the future.

Xiao Yu always trusted her instincts—they had seen her through many crises.

“Chen Feng, I hope you won’t disappoint me in the future!”

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Night had fallen completely.

Huff!

Luo Yongjiang took a deep breath and picked up his phone. The number on the other end was unfamiliar. He frowned and answered, “Hello, this is Luo Yongjiang.”

“Mr. Luo, I am Tang Yishui, Deputy Director of the Xue’er District Branch. I regret to inform you that your son, Luo Wenhao, had a confrontation with someone on XX Road and was beaten to death.”

As the voice delivered the news, the beautiful woman beside Luo Yongjiang continued her provocative actions, but Luo Yongjiang’s interest was gone. As she tried to entice him further, he suddenly kicked her hard in the face.

“Get out!”

Her nose was broken instantly, blood gushed forth, and before she could react further, Luo Yongjiang pulled on his trousers and stormed out.

She clutched her nose and whimpered softly, confused and deeply aggrieved, yet dared not protest. In truth, she was merely a plaything, and being treated as such was the price she had to accept.

Luo Yongjiang received the call more than half an hour after the incident.

When the residents saw that Chen Feng hadn’t been taken away by police, but had instead knocked them all to the ground, they finally thought to call for help. By the time they finished, they were horrified to discover that Luo Wenhao, who had threatened Chen Feng, lay dead, his head twisted at an unnatural angle.

The police didn’t arrive late—Tang Yishui arrived barely ten minutes after Chen Feng had left.

“Keep this matter quiet for now. Conduct a thorough investigation and gather evidence,” Tang Yishui instructed, his gaze fixed on Luo Wenhao’s body. At this point, Chen Feng had already placed a gun in Luo Wenhao’s right hand—the corpse was still warm. Chen Feng hadn’t wasted any effort, easily wrapping his fingers around the gun.

“Take photos of the scene,” Tang Yishui waved to a police officer, who immediately began snapping pictures of the body.

“What’s going on here?” Suddenly, a voice startled Tang Yishui. Turning, he was surprised, “Mr. Lu, what brings you here?”

Standing behind Tang Yishui was Lu Rui. His face was etched with anger. He had first gone to the Chen family’s shop on Sihai Street, only to find it sealed by the business bureau. After some effort, he learned where the family lived, but when he arrived, the house was engulfed in flames—and the police were there.

Standing beside Tang Yishui, Lu Rui quickly pieced together what the Chen family had experienced. Normally, he wouldn’t care about the fate of a minor family, but now he had to. This concerned the life of his precious son.

Lu Rui had only one child. His sperm had issues, and doctors said the birth of his son was a miracle in itself. Although Lu Ran’s anorexia had improved, what if it relapsed? The possibility was real—over fifty percent.

Doctors recommended more servings of special “urine beef balls” to aid Lu Ran’s recovery, and now that Chen Feng was gone, who would make them for his son?

Tang Yishui didn’t dare say much, quickly recounting the events. After all, the man before him was the richest in Jiang Province. Lu Rui owed his wealth not just to business acumen, but connections at the highest level.

“Keep this incident sealed. No leaks!” Lu Rui commanded coldly, fixing his gaze on Tang Yishui. “Understood?”

“Yes, yes!” Tang Yishui nodded vigorously, treating Lu Rui as he would a superior.

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