My Foolish Son

Zhu Yan glanced at the elevator.

The floor indicator jumped from 4 to 5.

He turned to the Aunt, and with a mere thought, revealed a kind smile.

"Feng Yuan."

The Aunt shuddered in terror, staring at the doppelganger before her like a frightened rabbit.

How could this thing know her name?!

The other person's face was changing rapidly, the body becoming more gaunt, the face... the face...

The Aunt stared intently at that familiar face, opening her mouth but failing to speak.

She knew him.

She knew him!

This was the murderer, the ungrateful wretch who had killed her son and fled to escape punishment!

She still remembered his ability!

In an instant, the Aunt understood everything.

It was fake, all of it was fake.

This person had disguised himself as a doppelganger, pulling his old trick again, playing her and Feng Yaozu just like he had played her son back then!

The Aunt's face twitched as tears instantly filled her eyes.

She lunged at Zhu Yan with reckless abandon. The greasy smell of cheap cosmetics mixed with the stench of rotting organs filled Zhu Yan's nose.

"It's you—"

Zhu Yan took a step forward. The Level 5 dining knife flashed out quickly, piercing accurately into the Aunt's heart.

Accompanied by a dull, muffled squelch, warm blood flowed all over Zhu Yan's hands.

The Aunt's eyes suddenly widened, a flash of surprise crossing them.

"You... how did you..."

"My name is Zhu Yan, Aunt," Zhu Yan said with a grin, looking down at her dilated pupils. "Did you forget?"

He gripped the knife handle and gave it a light twist, feeling the Aunt's body jolt violently.

She opened her mouth, her lip movements seeming to call out Xiao Yao.

But Feng Yaozu would never appear.

Zhu Yan pulled out the knife.

The Aunt collapsed to the ground, lifeless, her wide-open eyes still holding remnants of fear and shock.

"The exact same death as your son." Zhu Yan crouched down and wiped the knife clean on her clothes.

"Isn't that a form of family bonding?"

He paid no more attention to the Aunt's corpse. Turning around, he willed it with his mind.

A new Aunt appeared in the lobby, looking listless with slightly hunched shoulders, completely indistinguishable from the real Aunt.

She twirled the dining knife and strode toward the elevator.

...

Meanwhile.

Feng Yaozu swaggered down the cramped fifth-floor corridor, following the signs until he found Room 506.

He looked left and right alertly; the corridors on both sides were completely empty, without even a ghost in sight.

Feng Yaozu swiped open the door to Room 506, stepped inside abruptly, and quickly scanned the area.

The room was very small, easily taken in at a single glance.

A large bed sat in the middle, its bedding giving off a damp smell.

Other than that, there was only a cramped little bathroom.

There was no place for anyone to hide!

Seeing this, Feng Yaozu turned around, positioning his back to the bed and facing the corridor outside.

He activated his ability and shouted loudly, "Dad!"

"Dad, I miss you, come on out!"

Feng Yaozu had it all figured out.

That doppelganger had reminded him that his task had to be completed inside the room, a point he fully agreed with.

The only thing he needed to do was use his Honor the Ancestors ability to drag that bastard into the room and kill him.

The muscles on Feng Yaozu's face were taut as he waited for the other player to show up.

One second, two seconds.

His voice echoed down the corridor, but no one responded.

Feng Yaozu spat and cursed.

"Fuck. Quite the strong willpower."

He looked around and yelled loudly again, "Dad!"

This time, a response came quickly, but it was the whirring sound of the elevator running, along with a female voice he was all too familiar with, laced with panic and anxiety.

"Yaozu!!"

Zhu Yan shouted from inside the elevator, using the Aunt's voice.

He had heard Feng Yaozu's shouts.

Zhu Yan did not care what this guy was thinking.

Whatever.

As long as Feng Yaozu obediently stayed in the room waiting to be killed by him, anything was fine.

"Yaozu, get in the room quickly!"

Zhu Yan yelled loudly, watching the jumping floor numbers on the elevator, and casually made up an excuse.

"That doppelganger went crazy! It's gone mad!"

"What did you say?!"

Feng Yaozu took a step toward the doorway, staring intently in the direction of the elevator.

His expression was very ugly.

What was going on?

Under normal circumstances, let alone two shouts.

Even with just one shout, that player should have obediently come out and willingly surrendered their life.

Why was there no sign of that bastard, but instead, this annoying woman had disobediently run up here?

"Bad luck!"

Feng Yaozu was in a terrible mood.

Before Zhu Yan even stepped out of the elevator, he started cursing loudly.

"Damn it, didn't I tell you to stay downstairs?!"

"How many times have I told you, there are no issues with my ability! What do you mean the doppelganger went crazy?!"

Zhu Yan breathed a sigh of relief and grasped the wooden bracelet on his wrist.

At least Feng Yaozu wasn't yelling Dad at him anymore.

He adjusted his expression in the elevator mirror to look panic-stricken.

When the elevator stopped on the fifth floor, Zhu Yan willed his Humiliation ability to activate, mimicking the Aunt's listless demeanor as he stumbled out.

"Yaozu! Yaozu!"

Standing at the door of Room 506, Feng Yaozu clearly saw the Aunt's wretched state.

Goddamn it.

Feng Yaozu narrowed his eyes, a flash of murderous intent passing through them.

This woman was truly useless, only good for acting crazy and getting in his way.

However...

Watching his biological sister jogging toward him step by step, Feng Yaozu suddenly thought of a better idea.

His task was to get a room with Feng Yuan and kill the third player who stumbled upon their relationship inside Room 506.

Now, the room had been booked.

The doppelganger at the front desk telling them not to be together was simply out of fear that their incestuous relationship would be discovered.

Then he could just drain Feng Yuan dry and hide her in the room.

Wouldn't that achieve the same effect of preventing the relationship from being discovered?

Doing this would also rid the family of a burden...

And it could make him younger and stronger!

Feng Yaozu cracked his knuckles, looking hypocritically at the Aunt ahead who had slowed her pace and seemed unable to run any further.

"Sis, why are you disobeying again? Didn't I tell you to stay downstairs and just be my good woman?"

Looking into Feng Yaozu's greasy eyes, Zhu Yan felt a wave of nausea.

The Level 5 dining knife was hidden right in his sleeve.

As long as he seized the right moment...

Zhu Yan sneered, rushing forward in a few quick strides, and gave Feng Yaozu a forceful shove!

"Yaozu, let's talk inside quickly!"

Humiliation!

A solid force impacted Feng Yaozu's abdomen, throwing him off balance and sending him falling backward uncontrollably.

He instinctively reached out, trying to grab onto something.

Zhu Yan seized the opportunity and launched a flying kick.

Accompanied by the scraping sound of shoe soles against the carpet, Feng Yaozu hit the ground hard.

The back of his head slammed against the carpeted floor with a muffled thud.

"You fucking—" Feng Yaozu flew into a rage!

The next second, the reflection of metal flashed past his eyes, and a dining knife reeking of blood was neatly pressed against his artery.

Zhu Yan sneered and activated Complain.

"Watch your mouth. Is your oral cavity connected straight to your large intestine?"

"Feng Yuan, what the fuck is the meaning of this?!"

Zhu Yan smiled.

He looked at Feng Yaozu's increasingly bloodless face, and with a mere thought, willed a change.

The face that had originally belonged to the Aunt began to tighten, developing masculine cheekbones and a jawline.

Those cloudy, human eyes also began to turn pitch-black and glossy, reflecting a cold, inorganic luster.

"Me?" Zhu Yan asked in the voice of a pseudohuman. "What do you think, my foolish son?"