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Berserk God of War

Chapter 1001: 1001: I Want to Hear

Author: Summer Days Turn Cold
updatedAt: 2025-08-21

Chapter 1001: Chapter 1001: I Want to Hear

Xiao Min nodded gently upon hearing this and replied weakly, “Brother Yang Yi gave me a message bird a long time ago. He said if there was any issue with my illness, I should use it to notify him immediately.”

“Just as those bad people entered the courtyard, I was about to write a letter to notify Brother Yang Yi, but I got discovered.”

Saying this, her little face became even paler, as just moments ago she thought she would die.

Seeing this, Sikong Jing almost couldn’t suppress the killing intent rising in his heart again. While he could stop Xiao Min from writing the letter, who would actually slap such a small child? What kind of person could do such a thing?

Forcing down the killing intent in his heart, Sikong Jing said gently, “Then how about you leave the task of sending the message to Captain Yang to you?”

The events that took place here certainly need to be communicated to Yang Yi.

Since Xiao Min had a message bird, it was best for her to notify him, while Sikong Jing had many matters to discuss with Jiang Wanyou.

With that, Xiao Min responded and quickly began writing the letter.

After finishing, she sent out the message…

Meanwhile, Sikong Jing walked toward Jiang Wanyou and said deeply, “Aunt Jiang, can we talk?”

Jiang Wanyou nodded with a smile, then walked slowly with Sikong Jing to the large tree in a corner of the courtyard. The other children, wisely, did not disturb them, with some even climbing the walls to keep watch.

“Young Master Sikong…”

As they reached the large tree in the corner, Jiang Wanyou intended to call Sikong Jing ‘Young Master’ again.

However, she was immediately stopped by Sikong Jing.

God knows whether Yao Yulou was listening somewhere; even now, Sikong Jing had the Little Demon Beast around the courtyard, ensuring Yao Yulou was absent… Yet he still had to be cautious about the words ‘Young Master’.

After stopping her, Sikong Jing smiled and said, “Aunt Jiang, just call me by my name. As I’ve said before, I’m not ready to take on the title yet.”

You are certainly worthy of the title ‘Young Master’.

Jiang Wanyou said silently in her heart, but she also knew some matters could not be discussed deeply, truly fearing eavesdroppers.

So, she lightly asked, “Why are you still here?”

She was actually asking why he hadn’t left with Uncle Xiu and Uncle He and if something had happened.

“It’s my decision not to leave. I also just passed Duanmu Chun and their questioning; I am still that ordinary East Plain Kid,” Sikong Jing replied with a smile.

Jiang Wanyou was stunned; it turned out Sikong Jing didn’t want to leave with Uncle Xiu and Uncle He.

Not only did he stay, but he also managed to deal with Duanmu Chun’s inquiries so quickly.

As to why Sikong Jing chose to stay, Jiang Wanyou pondered and decided not to ask… Regardless, everyone was safe for now, and that’s all that mattered.

In the next moment, Jiang Wanyou noticed Sikong Jing’s expression becoming a bit peculiar and softly asked, “Brother Sikong, is there something else you want to tell me?”

She perceived that Sikong Jing seemed to be struggling with the words…

Upon hearing this, Sikong Jing’s mouth twitched.

Regarding why Jiang Wanyou ended up in Hanluan City, what kind of person her father Jiang Bi was, or whether she had suspicions about Yao Yulou, Sikong Jing wasn’t very curious…

What mattered most now was completing the task entrusted by Hua Lidian, but as the moment came, Sikong Jing hesitated.

Usually decisive, he found himself with a headache!

If this was a shadow in Jiang Wanyou’s heart, what if it led to an emotional breakdown when mentioned?

Hua Meixi had always been trying hard to stop him; perhaps Jiang Wanyou really couldn’t handle it?

Seeing Sikong Jing’s shifting expression, Jiang Wanyou was the first to smile and said, “Actually, I have something I want to tell you, is there a misunderstanding between you and Meixi… If Meixi has offended you in any way, please don’t hold it against her.”

“That’s just how she is, her childhood trauma was too severe, and she’s a bit of a radical.”

Jiang Wanyou mentioned Hua Meixi directly, asking Sikong Jing not to bear a grudge against her daughter, knowing that he is now the Young Master, even if she has her own life now… But the Young Master is still the Young Master.

Sikong Jing took a deep breath and replied, “Rest assured, Aunt Jiang, my relations with Captain Hua are good.”

At this moment, he recalled Hua Meixi’s apology last night…

Hearing these words, Jiang Wanyou couldn’t help but smile with relief, recalling how her daughter described Sikong Jing as submissive last night and finding it humorous; how could Young Master Sikong be submissive with such a character?

Then, Sikong Jing suddenly said, “Aunt Jiang, there’s actually something I’ve been wanting to tell you.”

Finally, Sikong Jing decided to speak out.

“Ah?”

Jiang Wanyou looked at Sikong Jing with immense surprise, somewhat nervously asking, “Is it about Meixi?”

Previously, Sikong Jing wasn’t aware of his identity; the only reason he’d seek her out must be about her daughter, there couldn’t be anything else.

Sikong Jing nodded, then shook his head, saying, “It has a lot to do with Captain Hua…”

“Aunt Jiang knows I come from East Plain, and there’s something about a middle-aged man with the surname Hua there that I’m not sure if Aunt Jiang would want to hear?”

“If not, just pretend I said nothing.”

After thinking it over for a while, Sikong Jing finally said these words; if Jiang Wanyou didn’t want to hear it, then he wouldn’t say it.

As soon as the words were spoken, Jiang Wanyou was already stunned, her entire body was like she’d been struck by lightning, standing still without moving.

Sikong Jing internally sighed with a bitter smile, uncertain of what might happen next.

“Yes, I want to hear!” suddenly, Jiang Wanyou’s voice calmly came from under the bamboo hat.

Lifting his head slightly, Sikong Jing exhaled lightly.

At least Jiang Wanyou’s emotions didn’t fluctuate greatly, and just as Sikong Jing was about to recount the matter concerning Hua Lidian, a small bird suddenly flew down to the large tree in front and chirped a few times.

At that moment, Sikong Jing’s heart trembled slightly—Yao Yulou… had arrived nearby.

This was the message brought by the bird; though the bird couldn’t say it was Yao Yulou, Sikong Jing was a hundred percent certain.

Taking another breath and pretending not to know anything, Sikong Jing began to narrate the affair about Hua Lidian, while Jiang Wanyou listened quietly, and Yao Yulou also remained hidden in some dark spot, listening in silence…

“Captain, Captain…”

While Sikong Jing was recounting Hua Lidian’s story, Zheng Chepao had already reached a certain place in the Chaotic Eighth District.

He finally found the captain of their Wuming Team… Jin Liwu!

At this moment, Jin Liwu was also directing members of the Wuming Team, following orders to interrogate the residents here and so forth.

Upon seeing Zheng Chepao’s condition, Jin Liwu was startled and quickly asked, “How did you end up looking like this?”

The members of the Wuming Team standing beside Jin Liwu were also dumbfounded.

Right now, Zheng Chepao appeared extremely battered, with over a hundred sword scars across his body, and his battle armor had been slashed into pieces.

Hearing this, Zheng Chepao, full of sorrow and indignation, looked at Jin Liwu and said, “It was the Sky Wolf Team, it was the East Plain Little Beast, not only did he beat me into this state, but he also killed a few of our men.”

Upon hearing these words, Jin Liwu’s eyes widened: “The East Plain Little Beast Sikong Jing? How many people does he have to beat you like this? Did he actually dare to kill our people… Has he really become a remnant of Su Old Demon?”

Jin Liwu instantly posed several questions.

“I don’t know if he’s a Su Old Demon Remnant, but he was alone!” Zheng Chepao finished speaking, his face contorted to the extreme.

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