Who hid My Corpse!

Chapter 34: Thirty He is a flower, you are a maggot

Upon hearing Bai Wei’s voice, Ulu immediately shot up like a spring, his previously blank expression replaced with one of tension.

Bai Wei had been silent for such a long time that Ulu had almost forgotten his presence.

“Vi-Visas, Sir,” he attempted to shake off the emotion in his heart and refocused his attention. “What, what were you just saying?”

Bai Wei let out a light “heh,” not minding to repeat himself, in fact, he was quite willing: “I’m asking, what are you afraid of?”

“Afraid? How could that be possible?” Ulu’s first instinct was denial. “He’s just a little brat; why would I be afraid of him?”

“Oh? Is that so?”

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Bai Wei certainly wasn’t going to let him off at this time. He straightened his own body, and then Ulu was forced to watch as his left hand was led right in front of his eyes by that distinctive middle finger, compelling him to make eye contact with it.

Ulu subconsciously wanted to shift his gaze away, but due to the pressure from Bai Wei, he didn’t dare to do so and just stiffened up.

“You are very tense, especially tense,” Bai Wei stated matter-of-factly. “I can hear your heartbeat. Right now, you are more nervous than when you killed your old superior, more nervous than when you were facing the Knight Master, even more nervous than last night when you encountered that Esoteric believer and your life was in danger. This kind of nervousness should be classified as fear, shouldn’t it?”

Faced with the “Evil God” who could directly hear his own heartbeat, Ulu felt every word he spoke was weak, but he still argued: “No, it’s not like that at all. My reaction just now wasn’t fear; that brat has nothing that could scare me.”

“Oh?” Bai Wei asked with interest. “If it’s not fear, then what is it?” @@novelbin@@

Ulu pursed his lips tightly, not saying a word.

If it had been any other time, he would not have the courage to remain silent in response to Bai Wei’s question, but now, he didn’t want to talk; he really didn’t want to talk.

So, he really ignored Bai Wei, just getting up from the ground and heading straight to the town, as if he was intent on concentrating on walking.

In the face of such “disrespectful” behavior, Bai Wei was neither hurried nor annoyed, but he didn’t stop. He continued to speak leisurely: “Actually, I’m quite curious, Ulu, what kind of person were you before you became a Priest? Can you tell me?”

Ulu pretended he didn’t hear.

“I’ve heard,” Bai Wei went on, “that the low-rank Priests from the four Orthodox denominations are mostly selected from local orphans, converted to their roles. You must be one, right? Hmm… To my knowledge, there was a famine here twenty years ago that was even more severe than this one, with more deaths. And you became a Priest twenty years ago, so…”

Ulu’s body trembled slightly, a very clear sense of panic flickering in his eyes.

Naturally, Bai Wei caught this expression and “smiled faintly,” knowing that he had guessed correctly.

“Looks like I’m not wrong,” Bai Wei stated. “You look at that kid as if you are seeing… the once you.”

“No!” Ulu stopped in his tracks and glared intensely at the finger on his left hand. “I’m not like him! I’m not like him!”

Seeing Ulu suddenly get agitated, Bai Wei knew his words had struck deep. Since that first night, Ulu had not dared to disobey Bai Wei; not to mention getting emotional, he didn’t even have the courage to argue, but now?

For Bai Wei, the next part of the conversation was crucial—how to make Ulu fall deeper into this trap was something to be carefully considered.

So, he said with a light chuckle: “Ah, don’t get agitated, I, of course, know you’re not like him—you and he are two different types of people.”

Ulu thought Bai Wei was acknowledging him and subconsciously wanted to breathe a sigh of relief, but then he heard Bai Wei say, “That brat is just an ignorant fool, still harboring an unrealistic naivety and kindness… a damned do-gooder. But you’re different, you’re a villain, and the lowest, the most degenerate kind of villain.”

Ulu’s expression immediately soured, but Bai Wei seemed oblivious as he continued speaking.

“That child won’t even steal food when he’s starving, but you would stare at what’s in others’ bowls even after you’re full. That child wants to become a Priest to serve others, but after you became a Priest, you only made others serve you. The only thing you and that child have in common is the fact that you’re both motherless… both orphans. You’re like two sides of the same coin, both emerging from the mud, except he is a flower, and you…” Bai Wei paused as Ulu’s body trembled with irritation, and then with a light chuckle, he finished his sentence, “You’re a maggot.”

“He emits fragrance, you emit a foul stench.”

“So my earlier description was incorrect, your expression was not one of fear, but… inferiority. You see him come out of the mud unscathed while you emerge from the dirt with… no clean spot on you. That’s why you’re angry, that’s why you feel inferior, that’s why you beat him up, that’s why you’re desperate to escape that place.”

After a tirade of verbal lashing, Bai Wei finally stopped.

And at that moment, Ulu’s face was pale as paper, his body shaking unsteadily, on the verge of collapse.

“By what right, by what right do you say such things about me…”

Bai Wei remained silent, just quietly observing Ulu.

“By what right do you say such things about me!” The next second, Ulu burst out, grasping Bai Wei’s physical form with his right hand, his eyes murderous, “Do you know me?! Do you really know me?!”

“What does it mean that he is a flower and I am a maggot? What does it mean that he’s a good person and I’m a rotten one?! Do you think I want to be a rotten person?!”

“When he was about to starve to death, I gave him food! It was me who gave it! I didn’t do anything to him! And me? When I was about to starve to death, who did I meet? It was that damn Lu Ji, that old arsehole! I had to spend a night with him for just a little bit of food! Do you know what that night was like for me?! Do you know?!”

“That would’ve been enough, but when I got back with the food, my mother… my mom was already dead! She had died on the bed! Just like that kid’s mother, dead on the bed!”

“But what about that kid? When his mother died, I could still help bury her. When my mother died, who was there to help me?! Why didn’t anyone help me?! Why?!”

He seemed to have reached his limit, hysterically yelling at Bai Wei like a deranged beast.

“I want to be a good person! I want to be a good son! I want to be a good Priest! But who gave me a chance? Who in the world gave me a chance?! Tell me!”

After saying all this, he seemed to have lost all his strength and fell to his knees again, muttering.

“I want to be a good person too, but there’s never been a chance, truly no chance.”

Watching the distraught Ulu, Bai Wei nodded slightly.

Good, got it all out.

Next, all that’s left…

…

Fifty meters from Ulu, in a room, a Knight gently patted another Knight’s shoulder.

“Notify Sir Kelsay, we’ve located the target.”

Then, he slowly drew his sword, its blade reflecting the Knight’s cold eyes, colder than the big snow from twenty years earlier.