Amnesiac Tyrant's White Moonlight

Chapter 4

Edited by: NekoCat

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    "...What did you say?"

    The sick and weak boy who was drinking the medicine heard the words, his face stunned, the medicine bowl slipped from his hand and fell to the ground, torn apart. The thick black and bitter Chinese medicinal juice flowed out from the medicine bowl and soon the ground was wet, leaving a large dark black stain.

The air was filled with the strong smell of Chinese medicine, making it hard to breathe.

The sick and weak guy raised his gloomy eyes and looked at Zhou Langzhong with a pale face, his eyes were gloomy and cold.

    "Zhou Qiren, say it again..."

    Zhou Qiren was this Zhou Langzhong. Hearing the words of the sick and weak boy, Zhou Qiren felt chills all over his body and said with his bloodless lips: "Answering his majesty, Wei Chen was in the village chief's house and saw The monarch of the country, Xiao Changyuan."
(T/L: Wei Chen/ small official)

    "Xiao, Chang, Yuan..."

The sick and weak boy gritted his teeth and squeezed these words out of his teeth, his voice was as low as if oozing blood.

    "Why did he come here?"

    "Wei chen doesn't know, and there is one thing that is very strange..."

The sick and weak guy said gloomily:
"What is it?"

    Zhou Qiren recalled in horror: "Xiao Changyuan was accompanied by a sixteen or seventeen-year-old Little girl, the two have a friendly attitude. According to Jiang Cuicui, Xiao Changyuan and that little girl met a thief on the road, so they came here..."

    "Bandits?"

Hearing this, the sick and weak boy frowned: " How could Xiao Changyuan's bloodthirsty and murderousness fail to defeat the mere bandits? Could it be that Xiao Changyuan is lying?" The young man was lost in thought, and his face became more and more gloomy,
"But why does he lie? What does he really want?

  " Weichen doesn't know..."

    Seeing the increasingly gloomy look on the face of the sick and weak guy, Zhou Qiren buried his head even lower.

    "Just now, the situation is in critical condition, and Wei Chen dare not ask more questions, so as not to startle the snake." Hearing the words, the   sick and weak guy raised his eyes to look at Zhou Qiren.

    After a long time, he slowly said: "You have done a good job. Xiao Changyuan is cruel and bloodthirsty. Back then, Gu and King of Beiyong combined the power of the two countries to kill this demon, we really shouldn't be rash to take action."

    Zhou Qiren lowered his head and said,
"Your Majesty's words are reasonable."

The sick and weak guy frowned, his face gloomy and said in a low, inaudible voice:
"This matter cannot be urgent, so I must think about it carefully, the enemy must not know me, this opportunity is rare, so I must think long-term to ensure that everything is foolproof..."

  The failures of the past, the painful lessons, the hatred of the country's subjugation and the humiliation of defeat, scenes reappeared in front of the sick and weak guy's eyes.

    The sick and weak guy clenched his fists slowly in his sleeves, his fingertips turnes slightly white due to the force and his voice was hoarse, with an overwhelming hatred.

    "This time, I must let Xiao Changyuan die without a place to be buried!"

As the saying goes there is no coincidence in this book, it turns out that this sick and weak guy is the monarch of the Chen country, Chen Bashan.