How to Deal with Having the Villainous Tyrant’s Child Chapter 129

Chapter 129

The three of them turned their gazes toward the Western Fan King and saw that confusion appeared simultaneously on both his face and Zhangsun Mei’s face.

It seemed that this mounted archer unit was not on their side either.

At that moment, a Western Fan sentry rushed in to report, “They’re Witch Riders! They don’t distinguish between friend and foe—anyone they see will be killed on sight!”

The surprise on the faces of the Western Fan King and Zhangsun Mei did not escape Lu Hanzhi’s eyes. Yuwen Min and Lu Xuzhi were in the midst of an intense killing frenzy, and only Lu Hanzhi, standing at the very center of the formation, still had the leisure to chat with the other side.

He crossed his arms and looked at the two of them, saying, “Look at this. You set a trap here to kill us, yet you’ve fallen into someone else’s trap within a trap. Who exactly are these Witch Riders? Do you recognize them? Why do they want to kill even you?”

Having just suffered a loss at Lu Hanzhi’s hands, the Western Fan King was extremely resistant to engaging with him now. “Do you think I’ll fall for your tricks again?” 

Lu Hanzhi smiled. “Why not give it a try? You can’t catch us right now anyway—just think of it as killing time.”

The Western Fan King glanced at Lu Hanzhi and said, “The Witch Riders are divine warriors the Holy Maiden brought back from the heavens.”

Lu Hanzhi understood immediately—they were Su Wan’ning’s people.

This time, he was finally able to roughly see the extent of Su Wan’ning’s hidden cards.

She had not only raised death soldiers, but also Witch Riders.

All of these were likely maintained through Yuwen Mingji.

Her game board was spread so wide—could it really have been just to become empress and push the crown prince onto the throne?

There was no way it was that simple.

Lu Hanzhi said, “So you worked yourself to death for someone else, only for them to take your life instead? Tsk. How pitiful.”

Zhangsun Mei said, “Don’t try to sow discord! The Venerable Lord has his own plans. The Holy Maiden would never harm him!”

Lu Hanzhi replied, “If your bond is so strong, why be afraid of me stirring trouble? Look at the people outside—those being slaughtered are all yours. The orders they received were probably to ensure Yuwen Min died in the western frontier at any cost, weren’t they? As long as Yuwen Min died, they wouldn’t care about sacrificing a few more people.”

This had always been Su Wan’ning’s way of doing things. After all, no one knew how many lives were already on her hands.

Some so-called blessed little empress—what kind of blessing was built upon so many things stacked together? That wasn’t blessing at all; it was karmic retribution.

This time, she had even been willing to sacrifice one of her own generals just to kill Yuwen Min. That alone showed how important Yuwen Min’s role was in her so-called plot progression.

Lu Hanzhi said, “Since you don’t want this chance to cooperate, then let us fight to the very end!”

In this short span of time, Lu Hanzhi had also mastered how to control the formation.

Having a cheat ability really was something else. He was grateful he had redeemed the mid-tier formation; otherwise, if they had encountered the Witch Riders, they truly would have been doomed.

Lu Hanzhi said to Yuwen Min, “This might have a bit too much destructive power. Aside from the area protected by the formation, the entire inn will be reduced to nothing. Our people are stationed on the outskirts, so they should be fine, but everyone else inside the inn will probably die.”

Yuwen Min said, “Then let them die.”

Lu Hanzhi was not a saint. He would not foolishly try to save the lives of people who had schemed against him.

Yuwen Min continued, “I will take you out amid the chaos, but once we’re outside, it will come down to brute force. You must be extremely careful.”

Lu Hanzhi said, “Don’t worry. I’m prepared.”

Unfortunately, the mid-tier formation was only single-use. He hoped it could kill as many Witch Riders as possible, so that the pressure would be reduced once they got out.

Just as Lu Hanzhi was about to activate the formation, Zhangsun Mei suddenly said, “Wang Ye of Great Zhao! I am willing to cooperate with you. I know of a secret passage here—I can lead you out.”

The Western Fan King frowned and looked at Zhangsun Mei in disbelief. “Meimei, have you gone mad?”

Changsun Mei said, “Venerable Lord! You believe in that Holy Maiden, but I don’t! You gave her your soul—I didn’t! There has only ever been you in my heart. Even if you kill me after we escape, Zhangsun Mei would die without regret!”

Lu Hanzhi raised his eyebrows. It seemed that those who had not been mentally controlled were, at the very least, still clear-headed.

The Western Fan King was just about to speak when Zhangsun Mei struck him unconscious with a sharp chop to the neck.

A slender man was seen hoisting a burly man onto his shoulder.

Like an ant carrying a sack of rice, it was truly a bit ridiculous.

He looked at Lu Hanzhi and said, “You decide how we cooperate. I will take you out of here.”

Lu Hanzhi said, “Good. Come in, then. This formation can protect you. Lead us to the entrance of the secret passage first.”

With Lu Hanzhi’s permission, Zhangsun Mei gained the formation’s recognition and entered its protective range.

There was no time to discuss conditions now. Everyone could only leave this place first.

After entering the secret passage, Lu Hanzhi completely detonated the formation.

Only after they had exited the passage—likely beyond the formation’s attack range—did they witness the power released by the explosion.

Lu Hanzhi looked at the towering mushroom cloud and sighed, “An atomic bomb just went off.”

Yuwen Min and Lu Xuzhi looked at him, their faces filled with confusion.

Lu Xuzhi looked at his youngest brother and, for a moment, felt as though he had never truly known him.

He had grown up at his side, right before his eyes—since when had he acquired such extraordinary abilities, both within and without?

Lu Hanzhi also knew that he owed them an explanation.

At this point, could he still be considered Lu Xuzhi’s younger brother?

This hurdle would likely be difficult to overcome.

But if Lu Xuzhi were to learn that his younger brother, Lu Hanzhi, had already been replaced by someone else, wouldn’t that be cruel as well?

At that moment, the system’s voice sounded within his mental space: “Host need not worry. The world within the book is inherently illusory. Since you have already entered it, then you are the person of this book.”

Lu Hanzhi froze for a moment, then suddenly understood.

The system was right—why couldn’t he be Lu Hanzhi?

It wasn’t that he had taken over the original host’s body; rather, the original host had gained his memories.

Yes—he himself could no longer clearly distinguish whether he was the original Lu Hanzhi, or the Lu Hanzhi of now.

He had already figured out how he should explain things to Second Brother.

For convenience while moving, Yuwen Min lifted Lu Hanzhi into his arms.

Zhangsun Mei’s large, doe-like eyes kept staring at the two of them. Only after they had come out did he finally ask, unable to hold it in any longer, “What is the relationship between you two?”

Yuwen Min replied, “He is my wife.”

“Your wife?” Zhangsun Mei frowned slightly and said, “No wonder. With such extraordinary talent, he was indeed no ordinary person. Prince An’s Wang Fei, Lu Hanzhi—I’ve long heard of your name.”

Lu Hanzhi lazily clasped his fists toward him and said, “You flatter me. Young Master Zhangsun was also quite striking in appearance.”

Zhangsun Mei did not mind the teasing tone in Lu Hanzhi’s words and said, “I will go with you. As for cooperation, I will not go back on my word.”

Lu Hanzhi said, “Young Master Zhangsun was indeed a man of honor. In that case, come with us back to the Great Zhao camp first.”

Just as Lu Hanzhi was about to turn around, Yuwen Min said, “No need to return. Send a signal and have General Rong come here.”

At that moment, Rong Zhengwei was personally leading a battalion of elite soldiers against the Witch Riders. When the explosion occurred, he had been blocked outside the blast radius by the Witch Riders’ witch arrows.

By sheer coincidence, most of the Witch Riders were blown apart, while none of his elite soldiers were injured by the explosion.

However, he did not feel relieved because of this.

After all, three extremely important people had been inside that inn.

If they had not escaped, what would he do?

All three of them were members of the Rong family, and each held an exalted status. If something truly happened to them, he, as the General Who Pacified the West, would be unable to escape responsibility.

Moreover, all three were his juniors—how could his heart bear such a blow?

Just as he was leading elite troops to search through the ruins of the inn, he looked up and saw the distinctive summoning signal used by Great Zhao commanders.

Rong Zhengwei did not rush over immediately. Instead, he ordered the soldiers to continue searching while he himself took two deputy generals and quietly detoured through a side path, hiding in a small forest.

This was a top-level confidential summons. There must have been a special plan in place to call him over like this.

Those two deputy generals were also members of the Rong clan—his nephews.

The three of them rushed through the forest for a short while, and sure enough, they found Yuwen Min and the others in a patch of low shrubs.

Not only did they find Yuwen Min’s group, they also saw the Western Fan King and Zhangsun Mei, the owner of the Three Gates Inn.

Rong Zhengwei stepped forward and saluted Yuwen Min. “Wang Ye! Were you injured?”

Yuwen Min replied, “No. It was this Young Master Zhangsun who brought us out.”

Rong Zhengwei cast a somewhat distrustful glance at Zhangsun Mei. He always felt that this effeminate-looking man did not seem like the type who would casually save others.

Yuwen Min said, “General, there is no need to worry. We are merely in a cooperative relationship.”

Only then did Rong Zhengwei believe it. He nodded and said, “What are your orders?”

Strictly speaking, Rong Zhengwei was a direct descendant of the Rong family—Rong Di’s cousin. Yuwen Min should technically call him “maternal uncle.”

However, even if Rong Di himself were present, he would still have to address Yuwen Min as “Wang Ye.”

Yuwen Min said, “Please have the general find two charred corpses of similar build and throw them into the inn. Burn these two tokens and place them on the bodies.”

At a glance, it was clear that Yuwen Min was setting up a ruse.

Earlier, Yuwen Min and Lu Xuzhi had discussed it. If they simply returned to camp like this, their movements would inevitably be exposed.

After all, Yuwen Mingji had planted people inside the camp. If their whereabouts were discovered, everything they had carefully arranged would come to nothing.

Upon hearing this, Rong Zhengwei immediately bowed deeply and said, “This subordinate will not fail the mission!”

After speaking, Rong Zhengwei took the tokens with him and departed to carry out the order.

Only then did Zhangsun Mei fully understand and ask, “You’re planning to make Yuwen Mingji believe that you’re already dead?”

Lu Hanzhi replied, “This is called using his own scheme against him.”

“Using his own scheme against him?” Zhangsun Mei repeated the phrase softly.

Lu Hanzhi glanced at the Western Fan King on Zhangsun Mei’s back and asked, “Isn’t he heavy? Why not put him down?”

Zhangsun Mei said, “The ground is too dirty.”

Lu Hanzhi clicked his tongue and asked, “Do you like him?”

Zhangsun Mei’s face flushed slightly. “I am merely the Venerable Lord’s protector. In this life, I live for him and die for him.”

Lu Hanzhi felt that these cult followers were frighteningly easy to brainwash. No wonder cults were banned in the modern era—such things really did cause serious harm to young people’s mental and emotional well-being.

To live and die for a man who didn’t even care about you—it truly wasn’t worth it.

Lu Hanzhi said, “He’s under that Holy Maiden’s control. I can give you a talisman that will help clear his mind. Do you want it?”

Zhangsun Mei paused and asked, “Why are you helping me?”

Lu Hanzhi replied, “I’m not helping you—I’m helping myself. The enemy of my enemy is my friend. You’re Su Wan’ning’s romantic rival, so of course I’ll help you.”

Zhangsun Mei: “……”

What did “romantic rival” mean?

Lu Hanzhi merely handed him the talisman and did not bother explaining what a romantic rival was.

After that, he looked toward Yuwen Min, who was still discussing the next step of the plan with Lu Xuzhi. He stepped forward, patted Yuwen Min on the shoulder, and said, “I need to go back—back before… the news of your deaths reaches the capital.”

He had already stayed here for five days, and it was time for him to return.

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