Assassin Farmer

d Su Shuilian up.
He proceeded to walk out of the room with an emotionless face. 

“A Yao?” Su Shuilian called him as she couldn’t understand.
He was angry, but why? He found his parents after twenty-four years.
Why wasn't he happy? 

“You… What is with your attitude? We’ve been apart for so many years, your mother and I struggled all your life trying to find you.
And now you treat us so coldly.
You…” Xue Li saw his son, his blood son, so indifferent.
He couldn’t help but darken his face, shouting. 

“Is it so? How can it be so hard for a ruler to find a missing person? Why did it take you twenty-four years? Why didn’t you just visit me when I died?” Lin Si Yao snapped back coldly.
He had almost died.
Moreover, before he died, he didn’t know his biological parents were so noble. 

“So you think we didn’t try our best to find you? Or we knew where you were but we didn’t come to see you?” Xue Li recognized Lin Si Yao’s interrogating tone, he couldn’t believe it, asking. 

“Wasn’t it true? Don’t you see the twist in your words? Hmph! The twelve Blood Knights that protect the Blood Union’s palace couldn’t find even a girl and a toddler? What kind of joke is that!” Lin Si Yao sneered, asking. 

“You don’t understand.
The twelve Blood Knights have started to protect the palace after that incident.
Before that, they protected only the Emperor.
Zhan-er, even if you don’t believe it, it’s true that your mother and I have never ceased searching for you.
This time, if we hadn’t got the news from the South Corridor in Da Hui that some organization wanted to use the name of the twelve Blood Knights to scheme something, I wouldn’t have sent the Blood Knight Dragon to come and check it out.
I wouldn’t have found you.
While fighting with you, Long Yi saw the purple mole behind your ear.
It’s a special genetic feature of the Xue family.
It can’t be wrong.
Not many people know this.
We wanted to keep this secret because we don’t want people to fake it, and it’s our family’s secret.
That’s why we had been apart for twenty-four years.
However, all the hidden guards and the twelve Blood Knights sent to find you know this feature.” Xue Li saw Lin Si Yao silently listening to his explanation, he paused before continuing.
“I can only say that your past is really mysterious.
And now, thinking about that, it’s my mistake.
I had never searched through the organizations in the world of martial arts, especially the assassins… I forgot to tell you that we found your cousin twenty years ago.
At that time, she was poisoned and the drug had expanded through her internal organs.
Several days after we found her, she died.
It was because after she had kidnapped you, her conscience suddenly kicked in.
She had given you to a farmer’s family, not her Shifu Lei Ting, a member of the rebellious party that had betrayed Blood Union.
Afterward, Lei Ting poisoned her.
I kept searching for you in the farmers’ families, but I got nothing.” 

Talking to this part, Xue Li sighed audibly.
“Since you went missing, your mother used her tears to wash her face every day… Perhaps you don’t believe me, but I have only her in my entire palace.
Not for anything other than I don’t want to see my children repeat the tragedy that happened between me and Xue Ying.
However, after so many years, it’s not that we don’t want to have more children, your mother couldn’t be pregnant anymore.
Perhaps it was the strict punishment the Heavens had given me.
Although I could manage Blood Union orderly, our family bond is a mess.
Brothers parted.
Missing son… Ha… It’s my karma…” 

“I lived in Yun Luo Pagoda until I was eight.
I spent two years struggling on the streets and one year working in a tea house.
I joined Feng Yao Court when I was eleven.
I was trained for two years.
Killing people… ten years…” Lin Si Yao emotionlessly spoke several sentences to brief them what he had experienced.
Su Shuilian felt heart-aching.
Those were the periods she didn’t even know.
And now, as he was telling his tale as if he was just a narrator, it made her heart aching.  

“A Yao…” She reached her arms, hugging him in hope to send him her warmth. 

“… It must be hard for you…” Although Xue Li could guess that his son must have endured a lot of hardships, he was still shaking, listening to his simple narration.
He could imagine the struggling life his son had on the street and what he had paid to become a top assassin.

It was the life someone growing up in an imperial palace like him could never understand.
And now, he rather wished that his son had grown up in a common family where his life could be poor, but not that harsh.
Anyway, it’s always easier said than done.
When his son was kidnapped, he was just one year old.
It’s already a difficult feat to even shelter from hunger or sickness.
What did he have to blame the ones who had brought up his son? If he wanted to blame someone, he could only blame himself for not fulfilling his responsibility, and his grudge with Xue Ying that had affected his kin.

“I’m good now.
I have my wife and my children.
And I got rid of my assassin’s life.
You… just act as though you haven’t found me!” Lin Si Yao looked at Xue Li in his eyes.
He talked indifferently but firmly.
He pulled Su Shuilian, passing Xue Li to their room. 

A room was open.
The woman leaning against a pillar in the corridor had tears covering her face. 

“Zhan-er… My son…” Feng Ruo Er called bitterly and painfully.
But she didn’t know how to express her feelings.
She had listened to their conversation from the beginning to the end.
Their son blamed them.
She could feel that.
From his resolute voice, she knew he didn’t want to forgive them. 

“Excuse me, I am Lin Si Yao.” Lin Si Yao raked his emotionless eyes through her.
He then took Su Shuilian to their room.
Whether he was Xue Li’s son or not, living twenty-four years as an orphan made him used to hiding his emotions.
When he was small, he used to try to reason why his parents had abandoned him.
Perhaps they all passed away or they were too poor to have him… But he never thought about such a reason. 

Because of the grudge between the previous generation, he was pushed into a life where he had no roof above his head… drifting away in darkness… for twenty-four years…

Enough.
The present him was strong enough.
He didn’t need parents…he no longer needed them anymore…