Who hid My Corpse!-Chapter 229: Sixty-eight Why can’t I kill all such people?_2

Chapter 229: Sixty-eight Why can’t I kill all such people?_2

Most of them didn’t recognize the elder either, but the sight of his ornate robes seemed to stir something within them, as if they could guess at something.

The elder walked up to Fenli, calmly gazing at him, “So, ten years have passed and you’ve already forgotten me, Minister Fenli?”

The words hit Fenli like a bucket of ice water over his head, making his body shiver as if electrocuted, and then he quickly bowed, speaking in the most respectful tone.

“Of course not, welcome back… Bishop Oliver.”

…

Ju lay in bed, tossing and turning, unable to sleep.

Now and then, she would climb out of bed and look through the tiny window like a little girl yearning for freedom.

But in reality, she was only waiting to see if there would be an explosion like the one a few days ago, hopefully powerful enough to awaken the entire Lyra City.

It wasn’t an unfounded expectation.

Since Gerard would cause a big commotion every day, Ju believed, tonight would be no exception.

But to what extent?

Ju didn’t know.

However, since Gerard had specifically requested her help in repairing his body, as if he had something very important to do, Ju felt whatever was to happen couldn’t be smaller than the previous event that had nearly destroyed half of the Fourth District’s tower.

Was it possible to destroy the Sky Tower in its entirety?

Ju tiptoed, looking in the direction of the Sky Tower.

That majestic tower, seemingly linking heaven and earth, was visible from any corner within Lyra City.

In the hearts of most Lyrians, it was a symbol of faith.

But to Ju, it was not.

Her greatest wish was to see that tower collapse, hoping the fall would crush half of Lyra and the remaining half engulfed by the dust it raised.

Then Lyra would be no more.

She had thought about this long ago, yet it had always been unattainable, for she was the daughter of rebels. If her father had not left her this small warehouse, she would never have been able to touch the machinery.

But then Gerard appeared.

And Ju saw her chance.

Suddenly, Ju heard footsteps. By the time she turned around, Gerard was already standing beside her, even looking at her with a slightly surprised expression.

“Haven’t you gone to sleep yet?”

Ju shook her head.

“I see.”

Gerard nodded slightly and then moved slowly towards the corner where he had stayed these past days.

Maybe it was an illusion, but Ju felt that Gerard looked somewhat hunched, even more exhausted than when she had first seen him, wounded and barely able to stand.

He sat there, eyes devoid of any sparkle.

…What had happened?

Ju was puzzled.

But she didn’t ask Gerard outright, content to watch him in silence.

After a while, it was as if Gerard had finally thought of something, belatedly asking, “Why aren’t you resting?”

“I can’t sleep.” Ju spoke up, “What have you been up to?”

Gerard seemed surprised.

To his recollection, this might be the first time Ju had asked him a question. So, after a long silence, he replied softly, “I went… and killed someone.”

“Just one person?”

“That person was very important to me… huh?”

Gerard had expected Ju to ask who that person was and was prepared to answer, but her question was completely unexpected.

What does she mean by asking if he had killed only one?

Did she think he should have killed many?

Gerard felt there might be a problem with the image he presented in Ju’s eyes. He instinctively wanted to explain, but the words reached his lips without knowing how to clarify.

Because every time he came to see Ju lately, he did not seem like a good person.

Especially this morning, with who knew how many people’s blood on him, although that was Bai Wei’s doing and there was no actual slaughter, such things could obviously not be mentioned to Ju.

So, after hesitating, Gerard ultimately sighed lightly, “I know what I’m doing might give you the wrong impression, but please believe, I’m not a bad person, I’m just… looking for the truth of what happened years ago. In fact, I’ve almost found it now; only the last piece is missing.”

To Gerard’s explanation, Ju merely responded with an “Oh,” suggesting she wasn’t quite convinced by what he had said.

This left Gerard feeling somewhat helpless.

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Then he realized he hadn’t communicated with Ju enough these past days.

As for the daughter of an old acquaintance, Gerard had always been unsure of what to do or what he could do.

Indeed, he had dealt with some thugs for Ju, but that was only once.

He had also given Ju some money, but that was a fair transaction, to the extent that strictly speaking, he still owed Ju money now.

He wanted to do more, but even now, he remained a wanted criminal and the biggest sinner.

So, was there anything he could do right now?

Gerard looked around the room and then at the bedside of Ju; there lay the photo of Night Star that had once been taken together.

He had an idea and his tone softened, “You’ve probably never met Abel, have you? That’s your father. Perhaps I could tell you about him. He was a good man…”