The protagonist committed numerous evil deeds.

Chapter 116 Jiangcheng 45 Can my younger sister be called Jiang Xunzhi?

Wen Li's voice trembled slightly: "How did he die?"

Wang Mian leaned back in his chair, tilted his head back, and casually said, "How did they die... In this world, it's far easier to kill someone than to save them."

"So you still couldn't escape their pursuit?"

"When powerful people go to great lengths to hunt down someone, how could that person possibly escape? Fortunately, after the young master died, those people stopped bothering me."

Wen Li felt unwell all over, and her fingers trembled slightly involuntarily.

"Who is it? Who is determined to kill him?"

Wang Mian tilted his head back and took a sip of wine, answering decisively, "Who is it? How would I know?"

Wen Li kicked over his chair, and Wang Mian fell to the ground with a thud. As he fell, he desperately tried to protect the wine in his hand; he collapsed, but the wine remained intact.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

Seeing Wang Mian's carefree and listless demeanor, with only the wine in his eyes, Wen Li kicked the wine over.

In his desperation, Wang Mian even knelt down to lick the remaining wine from the shards of porcelain on the ground. Wen Li stomped him to the ground, rendering him immobile, with a sword pressed against his neck.

"Wang Mian! How could you not know! I'm asking you who killed him?"

Wen Li practically roared, her voice slamming against the walls, as if the entire house was enraged.

But Wang Mian still tilted his head nonchalantly, his tone full of helplessness: "I really don't know."

"Yang Liwan!"

Enraged, Wen Li picked him up, sheathed her sword, and raised her fist to smash it into his face. Just as her fist was about to touch Wang Mian's face, Wang Mian suddenly called out to her.

It seemed like he was calling her, but it also seemed like he was calling someone else.

"Jiang Xunzhi".

Wen Li's anger suddenly froze mid-air. She put the person down, looking somewhat confused: "Were you calling me?"

Wang Mian leaned against the wall as if weightless, looked at her and chuckled. After laughing for a while, he said, "Aren't you also called Jiang Xunzhi? Jiang Xunzhi, Jiang Xunzhi."

Wang Mian pondered the three words carefully before continuing, "This name was given to you by the young master. He gave you his own name."

Wen Li slumped to the ground, her face expressionless: "Who wants his name? It's not a good name at all."

Although not many people in the world remember Jiang Xunzhi's name, it is still a name burdened with deep-seated hatred.

"No, it's a good name, a really good name."

Wen Li looked up at him and listened as he said, "Jiang Xunzhi is not a name burdened with hatred, nor is it a name that carries the hopes of the family. Your aunt said that her child does not want to live like his father, for the family, for the world, or for any other person or thing. Xunzhi is also the same as Xunzhi, her child was born only to find everything he loves. To live freely and happily for himself."

Zhang Mian still remembers the day of Jiang Xunzhi's full moon celebration, when An Qian proudly showed off her child in front of all the elders.

These words angered the elders so much that they immediately turned sour.

At that moment, Jiang Yanzheng seemed oblivious to the elders' sullen faces, and said with a smile, "An Qian, with your brains, you should have chosen the name Xun without the water radical, right? This name was obviously changed by my brother."

An Qian denied it, and Xie Wanzhou chimed in, saying that he had calculated that the child's five elements lacked water, so Jiang Yanyu added the water radical.

There was a lot of noise at the time, but everyone was giving the newborn child their best wishes.

"Your mother wrote to me, asking the young master to name you. He thought about it for three months, until one night, he suddenly said to me, 'Hiccup~'"

Wang Mian suddenly hiccuped, tilted his head and swayed, as if he had suddenly become drunk, and began to imitate Jiang Xunzhi's expression and tone of voice at that time.

The affected voice echoed in the quiet room like sounds fighting in one's ears.

"Little sister, can my name be Jiang Xunzhi? Can my name be Jiang Xunzhi? I hope you can live as Mother said, living your whole life freely and happily for yourself. Don't carry those heavy burdens. Live only for yourself, just live only for yourself. Don't care about the Jiang family, and don't care about me..."

Wang Mian's expression at this moment was no different from that of a madman.

Wen Li listened very attentively, taking in every single word.

She always thought that her mother gave her this name in the hope that she would live in place of her brother and live with the mission of being the eldest grandson of the Jiang family.

Therefore, she loathed the name and even felt disgusted by the Jiang family.

She loathed the pain, the mission, the constraints they brought her...

But they didn't want to bear the burden of their lives.

After a while, Jiang Yanyu's letter reappeared in Wang Mian's mind, followed by various other images.

"Senior Brother Yang, remember not to pursue the Jiang family's deaths. Live well with Xunzhi, live on. I will protect Jiang Xunzhi's life even if it means my own death. Don't you think that as long as Jiang Xunzhi is alive, they haven't gone far? Traitor! Traitor! Young Master, there must be a way, there definitely will be. Son, my son Yang Liwan is a very, very powerful demon hunter, a famous hero! Hahaha... Alas! Demons, don't run away! If you dare to harm the human world, I will surely kill you to the point of obliteration today. Yanyu is right! We demon hunters must kill all the demons in this world, how can we possibly remain unscathed?"

His words were incoherent and illogical; he was clearly a madman. No one could understand what a madman was saying, but the madman himself understood.

Wang Mian closed his eyes, the various images in his mind were incomplete and fragmented, and he said whatever he saw.

His voice gradually lowered until Wen Li could no longer hear what he was saying. His expression was extremely deranged, as if he were completely drunk in a dream.

Wen Li stood up and used a ghost talisman to place the person on the bed: "Uncle Wang, you are drunk today. Xunzhi will come to find you again tomorrow."

After Wen Li finished speaking, she turned and walked towards the door, but then she heard Wang Mian's very clear voice again.

"To investigate the Jiang family's case, we must start with the death of your maternal grandfather, Jiang Jingshan. The rumors of the Jiang family colluding with demons began around that time. I suspect that's where it all started. And the place where your maternal grandfather was rumored to have a secret conversation with Jiuying was in Guigu."

Guigu Valley, what a terrible place.

Wen Li turned around and saw that he still had his eyes closed and seemed to be asleep.

"Thank you."

Wen Li thanked him and, seeing that he didn't react, turned and walked to the door. As soon as she opened the door, she heard him say again, "I promised them that I would stop you from investigating the Jiang family's case, so now I advise you not to investigate any further. Instead, hide away and live out your life peacefully."

Wen Li turned around, about to retort, but before she could speak, Wang Mian turned over and faced away from her.

"Alright, I've finished my advice. You can get lost now, and don't come back again."

Watching his retreating figure, Wen Li said nothing more, turned around and left, then closed the door and disappeared completely from the room.

Wang Mian, inside the room, had his eyes closed and was muttering something to himself.

"How could it be you?"