Picked Up A Husband For Farming Chapter 415 - No Longer a Friend

“Little Hui… Deng Jiangming… was accidentally killed by Lu Yao… I… I couldn’t save him. His heart was pierced…” Xu Qing could barely continue, her gaze fixed on Qiao Yanhui. Though he remained silent, a formidable killing intent emanated from him, a palpable desire to obliterate everything in sight.

“Accidentally? What do you mean by accidentally?” Hua Yuncheng’s eyes, bloodshot with grief, fell upon Xu Qing. “You’re a god-tier physician, capable of saving countless lives, yet you couldn’t save him?” His gaze flickered between the perpetrator and Qiao Yanhui. “I’ll save you the trouble. I’ll do it myself! I can’t let my brother die like this. After I kill her, you can seek your revenge on me!”

Without granting Qiao Yanhui a moment to respond, Hua Yuncheng moved to strike. Despite knowing Lu Yao’s identity from Xu Qing, they believed a life demanded a life in return.

But as his hand lunged forward, Qiao Yanhui intercepted him.

Hua Yuncheng’s fury erupted. “What the hell do you mean? If you stop me from avenging him, we’re no longer buddies! You feel guilt towards your sister, but Deng Jiangming and I don’t. What right does she have to kill Deng Jiangming?! Deng Jiangming also has a sister. What will happen to Chengxi in the future?” Overcome with emotion, Hua Yuncheng began to weep, the frivolous playboy of twenty years dissolving into tears.

Zhuo Wuyou pulled Lu Yao back, preparing to seize this moment to escape. Suddenly, a palm strike, not directed at him, came from behind. Lu Yao coughed up a mouthful of blood, collapsing to her knees.

Having subdued Hua Yuncheng, Qiao Yanhui remained silent, his gaze fixed on Lu Yao as he struck. “Why did you kill Deng Jiangming?” His eyes were devoid of emotion.

“Qiao Yanhui, Lu Yao is indeed your biological sister!” Zhuo Wuyou, sensing Qiao Yanhui’s murderous intent, removed Lu Yao’s mask. He reasoned that only Qiao Yanhui could now protect Lu Yao, especially since he himself was the source of her danger. The Deng family’s pursuit was the least of his concerns.

“So what? Does that give her the right to kill Deng Jiangming?” Qiao Yanhui clenched his fists. “You stabbed him. As my sister, stab yourself in the same spot. If you survive, I will not pursue the matter, nor will I let anyone else.”

Zhuo Wuyou’s own killing intent flared as he countered, “It seems you have no intention of letting her go! If she stabs herself in the heart, do you think she can possibly survive?”

“Then my brother’s death is to go unavenged?” Deng Chengxi’s voice was numb as she pushed herself to stand.

“I have already offered a chance,” Qiao Yanhui stated, his usual swiftness in execution uncharacteristic here. He had granted Lu Yao an opportunity due to their blood relation. He had not anticipated such a reunion, and under these circumstances, perhaps death would have been a kinder fate from the start. Naturally, he harbored no intention of sparing Zhuo Wuyou, convinced of his involvement in this affair. With that thought, Qiao Yanhui launched an attack. Though facing two opponents, he held his ground with surprising ease.

Zhuo Wuyou was stunned. How had Qiao Yanhui’s internal Qi cultivation advanced so drastically? Just two years prior, their powers had been nearly equal. Soon, Zhuo Wuyou found himself wounded by Qiao Yanhui. Lu Yao, recognizing the lethal intent in Qiao Yanhui’s assault, felt no joy at this familial reunion. Her sole concern was preventing Zhuo Wuyou from being implicated. She recalled his attempt to whisk her away moments earlier, a clear sign of his lingering care. With no regrets, and knowing Zhuo Wuyou did not truly love her, she resolved to die at this moment. Perhaps, she mused, her sacrifice would ensure he remembered her forever.

“Qiao Yanhui!” Lu Yao raised her sword, pointing it at her own heart. “Do not harm my master. Though it was manslaughter, I will bear responsibility for my actions. I offer my life in exchange for your buddy’s!” With that declaration, she prepared to plunge the sword into herself.

“No!” Zhuo Wuyou lunged forward, attempting to intervene.

“Lu Yao!” Xu Qing swiftly unleashed silver needles, severing Lu Yao’s delicate sword.

“Let’s calm down first. We can lock them up and decide what to do next…” Xu Qing gently took Qiao Yanhui’s hand. Having witnessed the entire event, she understood that Lu Yao’s actions were not premeditated. The unfortunate death of Deng Jiangming was precisely that – a tragic accident. Furthermore, Qiao Yanhui had searched for his sister for so long; Xu Qing feared he would act rashly in his grief. She also considered how to explain this to Ao Jie, who was also Deng Jiangming’s sibling. While Deng Jiangming’s death was a tragedy, Lu Yao’s demise would not bring him back; alternative solutions surely existed.

Xu Qing then instructed the secret guards accompanying Qiao Yanhui to confine the two individuals and maintain strict surveillance.