Raising My Children With My Personal Spatial Ability Chapter 1512: Indeed, it is the Fate Officer

Chapter 1512: Chapter 1512: Indeed, it is the Fate Officer

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“People in high places really do have short memories, don’t they? You don’t remember me?” An Jiuyue said with a hint of amus.e.m.e.nt.

After all, she had been badly hurt by Lan Zhengfeng in the past, not to mention the matter with her mother. Unexpectedly, this man didn’t even remember her existence.

She raised her hand and struck Lan Zhengfeng’s belly with a palm, sending him flying.

With a ‘bang’, Lan Zhengfeng’s body hit a wooden pillar, bounced back a bit, and fell to the ground, followed by a miserable wail.

“Ah!”

Lan Zhengfeng writhed in intense pain.

Although he had been dispatched to Ming Gu County in these years, he had lived a life of luxury here—never suffering any injuries. One strike had nearly killed him.

“Being fat does have its advantages, doesn’t it? Even when you hit a pillar, you can still bounce back,” An Jiuyue mockingly looked at the wailing Lan Zhengfeng.

“But, you’ve adapted quite well, haven’t you? Even in Ming Gu County, you’ve managed to fatten yourself up. I really admire you, Lan Zhengfeng.”

“You, who are you?” Lan Zhengfeng stopped wailing when he heard this and, enduring the pain, lifted his head to look at An Jiuyue.

This sounded like it was coming from an old enemy. But when had he ever had any enemies? Those who had issues with him were all minor families. Who among them had the ability to come to Ming Gu County and possess such high martial arts skills?

“Do you have any idea of the enormity of the crime of a.s.saulting an official? I am an imperial officer appointed by the royal court!”

“An imperial officer?”

Qian Jiyun stepped forward, approaching Lan Zhengfeng.

“Indeed, an imperial officer. Over these years, you haven’t been sparing of human lives, have you? Like those children last night, how many have you sent away? And how many will never return?

“You, how did you know about that?” Lan Zhengfeng was stunned into asking.

But soon, he understood. It was these two people before him who had ruined his plans, killed his men, and taken away those children.

“Was it you? You did last night’s deed?”

He despised the two people before him so much that he wished he could flay them alive.

But he knew he lacked the strength to do so and that he could only wait to get rid of the two and then seek the help of those on Rong Mountain to avenge him.

“What do you want to do? If you want children, I can find some for you, as many as you want.”

He decided to ingratiate himself with the two people before him, securing his freedom before anything else.

“You—”

Hearing his words, An Jiuyue nearly choked with disgust, almost exploding on the spot with anger.

“Lan Zhengfeng, you truly deserve to die!”

Did the lives of those children not matter to him? Even a cat or a dog has the right to live; could he really speak of it so casually?

“Today, in the name of justice, I will take your wretched life!”

“Wait.”

Seeing her about to take action, Qian Jiyun hurriedly reached out and pulled her close.

“Don’t dirty your hands. I’ll do it.”

An Jiuyue took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and nodded.

She didn’t want to dirty her hands either, but this vile creature was just too detestable—a lively life in his eyes seemed utterly worthless?

“Let’s first get him to divulge how deeply he’s involved with the people on Rong Mountain,” she said.

“You actually know about Rong Mountain?”

When Lan Zhengfeng heard the words ‘Rong Mountain,’ he was more frightened than hearing they wanted to kill him.