Chapter 1908 - Wei Ches Secret Identity (2/2)

Otherwise, he would not have immediately affirmed that his father’s death was due to suicide the moment he rushed into the room to see his father holding a gun to his own temple, before letting it fall to the ground.

That year, he was still very young and didn’t take into account many things.

Thereafter, since he had already decided his father’s death was due to suicide, he no longer tried to investigate it.

Wei Che’s bullet had him start to peel back a layer of a puzzle that had been hidden for many years.

Xu Xianghu was shocked. “Do you mean that Wei Che is Bai Yixuan? That Bai Yixuan didn’t die?”

That year, Ninth Master had selected a batch of children with exceptional talents from all sorts of channels and groomed them to support Ninth Young Master in the future.

They didn’t spend much time in Italy but were quickly sent to Russia’s headquarters to receive training.

Only Bai Yixuan, whom Ninth Master thought the most highly of, remained by his side to receive personal guidance from him. Bai Yixuan had been small and skinny then. Although he was three years older than Ninth Young Master, they were about the same height and he was raised as a body double for Ninth Young Master.

Thereafter, during the chaos in Italy, Bai Yixuan had died in order to help Ninth Young Master escape.

Gu Yuexi’s expression didn’t change much. “People like us spend much time in dangerous situations, meandering between life and death. Although there are all sorts of weapons out there, we will develop a sense of security on the particular weapons that we usually keep by our side. Once we choose a certain weapon, apart from it being destroyed or broken, we will keep it as a lifelong partner. The fact that these two bullets are exactly the same is no coincidence.

“And according to what we know of Wei Che, he has a very deep affinity with Lucifer. How did he manage to secretly hide at the Elegance Room so many times, despite it being our stronghold? The only reason must be that he is very familiar with Lucifer and can easily get ahold of Lucifer’s information to come and go at the Elegance Room as and when he wishes.”

Gu Yuexi’s analysis was very convincing and no one could raise any points against it. A deep silence descended across the study.

Si Yiyan’s expression remained placid.

But a complex churn of emotions was hidden in the depths of his eyes. Not only was Bai Yixuan raised as a body double for Si Siyan, but his father had also used Bai Yixuan as a whetting stone for him. Si Siyan hated Bai Yixuan as he often snatched away things that belonged to him. Bai Yixuan didn’t like him either as he felt that Si Siyan was timid and a cowardly crybaby.

The two of them hated each other.

They were not on friendly terms at all.

As a result, he had been very shocked that Bai Yixuan had died in order to help him escape.

It was not a good feeling to watch another person die for his sake. He had borne this emotional burden for over two decades.

At this point, Yueze had even more thoughts. He murmured, “If that is so, then right from the very beginning, that Bai Yixuan might have been a Korean-Chinese Alliance spy who infiltrated Lucifer. Only with Lucifer facilitating from the inside would Madam, who was so highly guarded and secured, end up losing her life. Which led to Ninth Master’s breakdown…”

This was the truth that had been concealed during that bloodbath in Italy that year.

It was just that he felt it was totally inconceivable.

Everyone gazed toward Si Yiyan. The reopening of his parents’ death and this unfulfilled vengeance—Rex was the one who would suffer the biggest blow from all these.

Si Yiyan’s face held his usual calm as he ordered blandly. “Go all out in our manhunt for Wei Che.”

Bai Yixuan, the grudge between us should have one final resolution.

Gu Yuexi and the rest started to depart, and Xu Xianghu turned to glance at his boss right before leaving. The slender back profile appeared to collapse at that moment. He could feel the thick air of fatigue and isolation emanating from his boss. It was the burden of his comrades’ deaths. It was the burden of blood vengeance. It was the burden of a past grudge…

It was the first time he felt that boss was not that high and mighty god-like figure worshiped by all.

But a mortal man who experienced all the seven emotions and six desires of a common human being.