Return of the Immortal Emperor Daddy-Chapter 96 The Odd Person

"Son of a bitch."

Hao Ming was furious. Not only did Zhao Zhengyi refuse to help him, but he even kicked him while he was down. He threw an enraged punch.

"Ah!"

Zhao Zhengyi took the blow to his face, and his left eye swelled shut completely.

With a calm and serene expression, Wu Tian walked over to Zhao Zhengyi. After glancing at his face, he smiled slightly. "You have a sickness."

"What?" Zhao Zhengyi was stunned, his heart pounding. He hurriedly said, "Mr. Wu Tian, you... you can’t joke about something like that."

"Is that so? From your face, I can see you made your fortune at twenty-three and married at twenty-six. Your wife is three years your senior, and your union was brought about by flowers. But at thirty-five, your face shows the signs of tawdry affairs. It seems that after that age, you had numerous lovers. By the time you were forty, your vigor had faded, leaving you unable to perform a man’s duties." Wu Tian’s eyes remained tranquil. An expert in medicine, divination, and astrology, he spoke these words after only a simple glance at Zhao Zhengyi.

"What... what?" Zhao Zhengyi stumbled back in panic, staring at Wu Tian in disbelief, as if he were a Ghost God instead of a man.

Zhao Zhengyi couldn’t believe Wu Tian had been so accurate. If he’s not a Ghost God, how could he know everything?

The others were also amazed. Seeing the change in Zhao Zhengyi’s expression, they knew Wu Tian had spoken the truth.

Wu Tian ignored the crowd’s fearful gazes. He continued to look at Zhao Zhengyi and smiled. "I got everything right, didn’t I?"

"No... not at all," Zhao Zhengyi hastily denied, shaking his head. "I’m very loyal to my wife. I’ve never betrayed her, and I don’t have any mistresses! I..."

Wu Tian chuckled.

Zhao Zhengyi took a deep, uneasy breath, but he consoled himself with the knowledge that without evidence, no one could do anything to him.

"You might as well confess everything you’ve done," Wu Tian suddenly added.

Everyone was taken aback again. How is that possible? Who would willingly confess their own shameful deeds?

Many thought Wu Tian was being delusional. But no one noticed that his gaze was fixed on Zhao Zhengyi’s eyes, and deep within them shimmered an unusual gleam.

Finally, he gave a single command: "Speak!"

The crowd didn’t understand what Wu Tian was doing. But Zhao Zhengyi suddenly stood ramrod straight, his eyes dull, and said, "Yes."

Seeing this, everyone was horrified.

"Actually, my name isn’t Zhao Zhengyi. It’s Zhao Ergou. ’Zhao Zhengyi’ is a name I adopted later on, thanks to my wife’s family connections.

"I’m not human. For years, I’ve secretly been drugging the milk my wife drinks every night, a little more each time. One day, she will die.

"Furthermore, I also..."

With a deadpan expression, Zhao Zhengyi confessed every despicable thing he had ever done, as if he were recounting someone else’s story. His face showed no trace of shame or any other emotion.

Witnessing this, the color drained from the faces of Xiao Tianzan and the others. They stared at Wu Tian as if they had seen a ghost. They knew this was his handiwork, a feat no ordinary person could ever achieve.

Wu Tian snapped his fingers again.

SNAP!

The crisp sound made Zhao Zhengyi’s body tremble. As he came to his senses and realized what he had just done, his face turned deathly pale.

"No, none of that is true!

"I didn’t do any of those things!

"It was Demon Art! Yes, it was Demon Art that made me spout nonsense!"

Zhao Zhengyi fell to his knees, crying and begging before Xiao Tianzan.

Xiao Tianzan remained unmoved.

"I..." Zhao Zhengyi was panic-stricken. No, I can’t die! I can escape to the remote mountains or join one of the martial arts sects. That way, I can survive!

With that thought, Zhao Zhengyi scrambled to his feet and bolted for the door.

He was so fast! Xiao Tianzan and the others hadn’t expected such an explosive burst of speed from him. He reached the doorway in the blink of an eye. Zhang San, Li Si, and the others couldn’t react in time.

"Stop," Wu Tian commanded coldly.

The crowd was baffled. Does he really think Zhao Zhengyi will stop just because he said so?

Even Zhao Zhengyi sneered internally. You tell me to stop? As if I’d listen!

But in the next moment, his face twisted in astonishment. His feet had frozen in place.

Wu Tian smiled. His Spiritual Power had entered Zhao Zhengyi’s body, turning him into a puppet that he could control at will.

"Come back," Wu Tian ordered.

"No! I don’t want to!"

Zhao Zhengyi shrieked in terror, but his feet defied him, walking straight back to Wu Tian. His face was ashen as he stared at Wu Tian, his expression one of absolute horror. He knew this was Wu Tian’s doing. This wasn’t something a human was capable of.

Hao Ming and Hao Ma were completely stupefied, staring blankly at the scene. They couldn’t believe they had tried to oppose such a terrifying entity. We were fools! And Wang Wei must have a death wish, trying to take on such a monstrous person!

Xiao Tianzan believed that even masters from the Martial Arts World would find it nearly impossible to replicate what Wu Tian had just done. Such a man was worthy of his father’s deep respect. To Xiao Tianzan, Wu Tian was now an unparalleled figure, a truly unique individual in this world.

"Mr. Wu Tian, we’re pressed for time. Would you please come with me?" Xiao Tianzan asked earnestly.

Wu Tian nodded but added a request: he wanted to take the route that passed by the Wang Family’s estate.

Xiao Tianzan’s brow furrowed, completely baffled by Wu Tian’s intentions, but he agreed nonetheless.