Before meeting Wen Rui, Wen Wen had imagined many scenarios for reuniting father and son.
Wen Rui was coerced into joining an evil organization, and Wen Wen rescued him;
Wen Rui lost his memory, and Wen Wen awakened it;
Wen Rui carried deep-seated hatred and a significant mission, which Wen Wen helped him fulfill…
Wen Wen had considered countless possibilities, but all those thoughts vanished the moment he saw Wen Rui. Wen Wen became flustered, even considering retreating!
After a brief hesitation, Wen Wen decided to conceal his identity first, then try to elicit information from Wen Rui. He would decide how to face him based on the situation.
If they were to reveal their identities as father and son directly, Wen Wen might not see the true Wen Rui.
"You must be Wen Rui. Someone entrusted me to investigate you. You've been missing for nine years. What have you been doing during those years?"
Wen Rui looked at Wen Wen calmly, as if he had seen through everything. "According to the information… why pretend not to know each other? However, not revealing your identity first in this situation is also a result of my upbringing."
Wen Wen's heart trembled. His first reaction was that he was indeed Wen Wen, which meant he hadn't lost his memory!
Now that his identity had been exposed, there was no point in hiding it. It was better to confront him directly. "I…"
As Wen Wen opened his mouth, Qiao Kun, whom Wen Rui had just rescued, stood behind Wen Rui and pointed at Wen Wen, complaining, "Dr. Wen! It was him! He… he caused the chaos in the museum and tortured me like this. You must help me kill him, otherwise my father…" SuDan Novel Network.
Listening to Qiao Kun's clamor, Wen Rui found it a bit noisy. He extended his hand, turned it slightly, and Qiao Kun's head was enveloped by an invisible force, rotating with his hand. With a crack, his head spun around and returned to its original position!
Qiao Kun collapsed on the ground, looking at Wen Rui powerlessly, his eyes filled with confusion, not understanding why the person who came to save him had suddenly turned against him.
This sudden act of violence caused Wen Wen, who was about to reveal his identity, to swallow his words. Could this man who killed without a word really be his father?
"Weren't you here to save him? Why did you kill him?"
Wen Wen's muscles tensed as he spoke. Even though the person before him was his father, Wen Wen felt no sense of security. He couldn't gauge Wen Rui's strength. Without the Disaster Containment Facility, Wen Wen wasn't confident he could escape.
Wen Rui stated matter-of-factly to Wen Wen, "Because this is the best outcome for him. Someone must be punished for the losses incurred by the academy, and he must accept that punishment. Death is better for him now."
"On the way here, I communicated with Professor Qiao. He asked me to deal with this unfilial descendant for him."
Wen Wen didn't know how to respond. The utterly cold father-son relationship within this mysterious organization sent a chill down his spine.
Would the man before him be the same as the never-met Professor Qiao?
Seeing Wen Wen's silence, Wen Rui lightly stroked his hair and said, "Now, to answer your question, for these nine years, I have been studying."
"Studying? Just studying?" Wen Wen gritted his teeth and questioned.
"Yes, studying,"
Wen Rui found a bench by the roadside and sat down, speaking to Wen Wen with a natural demeanor. "I studied ancient texts, human souls, supernatural abilities, and all the mysteries of this world. I sincerely hope you can study with me; you have great potential."
"Then do you know your wife passed away seven years ago?" Wen Wen asked, suppressing his anger.
Wen Rui placed his hand on the back of the chair, looking at Wen Wen in a very relaxed posture. "Of course, I know. However, I was engrossed in researching the Necronomicon at the time and didn't have time to go out. So, I sent someone to deliver a sum of money. She should have been buried properly."
Was that enough?
If he hadn't created the Staff of Madness, Wen Wen might have exploded by now. But currently, his heart was in turmoil, yet he showed no outward sign.
He was now completely disappointed in Wen Rui. Qiao Kun called him Dr. Wen, and given his strength, he should be a middle to high-ranking member of that so-called 'academy.'
Such a person's actions should not be greatly restricted. Moreover, judging by his current attitude, his absence for the past nine years was entirely his own decision!
What Wen Wen found most unbearable was his indifferent attitude when mentioning his mother, as if the deceased was someone insignificant.
Now, Wen Wen regretted pursuing his lead. The truth, sometimes, was more hurtful.
Wen Rui patted the empty seat beside him. "As your father, I am curious about how you gained your current strength. We haven't seen each other for nine years. Why don't we have a good chat?"
"I… am not your son!"
Seeing that Wen Rui's primary concern was his ability, not his life, Wen Wen's accumulated resentment vanished instantly.
At this moment, in Wen Wen's heart, the father he knew had died in a car accident. The person sitting before him was merely another individual with the same appearance and memories.
The questioning could end here. Further inquiries would only bring Wen Wen more grief.
"Logically, you shouldn't possess…"
As Wen Rui was about to continue speaking, Wen Wen removed his cloak, revealing his face.
His skin was dark, his eyes were like salted duck eggs, and his teeth were fine and serrated. This was not his son; he wasn't even human!
Wen Rui's face showed a look of astonishment for the first time, his previous nonchalance gone. "Strange. Only Wen Wen should be asking me those questions. Who exactly are you?"
He had been 100% certain that the person before him was Wen Wen, but upon seeing his appearance, he had overturned his assumption.
After Wen Wen joined the Hunter Association, he had secretly observed Wen Wen in his spare time. During that observation, he had noted Wen Wen's aura.
Although the aura of the person before him was similar to Wen Wen's, there were subtle differences. Furthermore, there was no familial inheritance of madness within him.
The initial preconceived notion had led Wen Rui to misjudge Wen Wen's identity. This was the first time such a thing had happened in many years.
However, he was unaware that the difference in aura was due to Wen Wen using different physiques, and the lack of madness was because all the 'madness' was stored in his staff!
"I told you, I was only entrusted to investigate you."
Seeing Wen Rui's misjudgment, Wen Wen breathed a sigh of relief. It was best that he wasn't recognized. He didn't want to be called son by his father, who had become like this.
Just standing next to him, Wen Wen felt disgusted!