Chapter 811: Raiders the downfall of His Royal Highness

Wuqi is only ten years old.
But his ten-year-old is very different from ordinary people.
So Shufeng is admiring. With a little training, Wuqi will definitely be a very useful pawn, but he can’t keep Wuqi by the scenery. He doesn’t want...don’t want to see that in ten years there will be Another man will want to use the same method as him, choosing to get the scenery desperately.
"The son." Qi Yuan, who didn't know when he came, came over. He just glanced at Wuqi indifferently. He was asking for instructions on how to deal with this child.
Shufeng let out a short low laugh, "Master Shu, since it's here, why not show up?"
"Ahaha, I just pass by." Shuqiu walked out from behind a tree, he shook his fan, and his hippie smile was not embarrassing at all.
Seeing Shuqiu, Wuqi's face became even more ugly.
"Since adults pass by casually, is this child up to me."
"Hey, no, no." Shuqiu waved his hand quickly, "Even if this child is a murderer, he must be brought back to the yamen for justice."
Shufeng smiled, "Since Master Shu has said so...just do it."
Shuqiu couldn't believe that Shufeng could speak so easily. He asked uncertainly: "Do you really plan to let me bring Wuqi back to the Yamen?"
"Isn't your lord saying that it must be handled impartially?"
"Yes...Yes." Shuqiu said to Wuqi busy: "You follow me back to the Yamen."
Wu Qi said stubbornly: "I will not go to the Yamen."
Shuqiu didn't hit the spot, "Don't forget, you are now a murderer."
"I know... it's like a stage performance. As long as you carry the identity of a murderer, you will never be able to hold your head up in the world."
"You know, but still killed so many people." Shuqiu shook his head, "That's five lives, five children about your age."
"They deserve to die." Wu Qi raised his head and said loudly: "Yes, I don't have a father, but I know that they have a father and a mother? What if they have a father and a mother? Isn't it arrogant? I killed them to kill the people!"
When he said these things, he didn't seem to be a ten-year-old at all.
Wu Qi said: "I don't think I am wrong, I am not wrong, why are you all the same as my mother, think I did something wrong?"
Shuqiu said in a rare and serious manner: "Even if their character is not good, killing is not a trivial matter."
"I don't need to listen to your preaching!" Wu Qi suddenly took out a dagger from his arms, and he coldly scanned the people present, "You adults are hypocritical. In this world, no one can judge. I!"
Shuqiu shouted, "Wait, Wuqi!"
After all, he was a step slower. Soon, Wuqi wiped his neck with a dagger, and blood splashed. He fell to the ground. Before he swallowed his last breath, his eyes flashed suddenly, as if losing consciousness. The man came back to his senses. He looked at the man with white clothes and white hair like a god, his pupils dilated, and finally his eyes widened in horror and never closed again.
Shuqiu rushed over, stroking the boy who fell to the ground, no longer feeling the boy's breath.
"It's a pity." Shufeng sighed slightly, his face showing compassion.
Shuqiu looked at Shufeng, with the corpse of a child in his arms, and he suddenly felt shivering.
There was a night breeze, and Shufeng coughed a few times. Qi Yuan said, "My son, it's time to go back and drink medicine."
"Let's go back." Shufeng nodded slightly at Shuqiu, "Master Shu, let's leave now."
Without waiting for Shuqiu's response, Shufeng has gone away with Qi Yuan's company.
And the guard at the gate of Xia Mansion, the two people who saw this scene from beginning to end, still looked straight, and their expressions did not change.
Shuqiu seemed to understand a little bit better. When he left Kyoto, his Majesty said to him: "If it is not necessary, you must not get too close to him."