Chapter 298 - The Death of Zijie-

A dart pierced through the air, and precisely slashed Lan Zijie's big mouth that kept popping.

He directly pulled the corner of his mouth upwards, and it instantly turned into a bloody mouth.

Lan Zijie screamed subconsciously and fell limply to the ground.

The hall was silent.

Everyone was frightened by this scene, and couldn't recover for a long time.

Lan Zixin screamed, ran over and helped Lan Zijie up, looked around and shouted, "Brother, brother, who hurt my brother, who is it!"

The scholar who was grabbed by Lan Zijie last second could clearly see Si Yu's move because of his angle of view.

Afraid of being misunderstood as the murderer, he raised his finger towards the window sill, and subconsciously blurted out, "It's him."

Everyone looked at the windowsill in unison.

Si Yu leaned against the window, tapped the armrest with his fingertips, the sharpness in his eyes made one's heart palpitate.

He swept down the tails of his cold eyes loosely, as if looking down on the ants, so supercilious.

When Lan Zixin's angry eyes met Si Yu's handsome face like a god, he was at a loss for what to do. He bit his lips tightly, and his voice trembled softly, "Who is this young master? Why are you hurting my brother?"

Lan Zijie held down half of his mouth, glared at Si Yu with a face like gold paper, and was furious, "So you are the one who robbed this young master to go to the room, and now you are still doing something to this young master, why don't you quickly roll down and die!"

This word falls.

Some dignitaries in the hall recognized that it was Si Yu, and unanimously raised their robes to salute.

"Meet the governor."

Lan Zixin was startled.

It turns out that this man with a unique appearance is the famous Governor.

Lan Zijie was not afraid, he ran upstairs enduring the pain, pushed open the door, and said in a harsh voice, "So what if you are the governor? Do you have the real power of the Song family? Your Majesty has to pat his beard in front of the Song family." Liu Ma, what are you, a former prince who deserved to die a long time ago?"

Si Yu turned his head to look at him, his indifferent eyes made people feel chilling, and he asked inexplicably, "Song Zhao's future husband?"

Lan Zijie thought he was intimidating, so he came to Si Yu with one hand on his hips, pointed at his nose and said arrogantly, "Yes, I am Song Zhao's future husband. Song Zhao likes this young master very much. In the future, he will marry Song Zhao." The family is handed over to this young master—"

As soon as Si Yu raised his hand, Lan Zijie's hand was violently folded outward.

The sound of bone cracking sounded, and Lan Zijie lost his voice in pain.

The pride in his eyes turned into panic and pain.

"Who likes you, tell the governor again?"

Si Yu asked casually.

The voice was low, with an air of extreme coercion.

Lan Zijie opened his mouth to say something.

Si Yu got up, lifted his leg and began to kick him.

One foot after another, without restraint.

It's like kicking a dead person.

Lan Zijie was rolling all over the floor in pain, but he wanted to scream, but because the corner of his mouth was injured, he couldn't scream at all, he could only groan in despair.

Lan Zixin rushed in and saw this scene, with a snow-white face, she stood at the door and begged bitterly, "Don't beat me, Commander, my brother is about to die."

Si Yu didn't give her a look, but looked sideways at Song Zhao, who was wearing a veiled hat and couldn't see his face clearly, and asked, "Has this thing ever bullied you?"

Song Zhao admired Lan Zijie's miserable appearance, and hoped that he would be even worse.

So he secretly whispered in Si Yu's ear, and told the powerful minister honestly, "He came to my yard in the middle of the night to plot evil."

"Oh."

Si Yu responded lightly.

Immediately afterwards.

A sharp barbed blade fell out of the wide sleeve, and it pierced Lan Zijie's waist unambiguously.

The barb is sticking to the flesh and blood, sticking it inch by inch.

"Ahhh!"

Lan Zijie's face was pale, and he screamed with bloody mouth, the sound made the whole restaurant tremble.

Viscous blood dripped on the ground.

The smell of blood diffused from the window sill and spread to the entire restaurant.

Lan Zixin almost fainted from fright, huddled into a ball, and shouted hoarsely, "You, you are too deceitful. How could you kill my brother in public?"