DPM Chapter 21-Wedding Night (2) Part 2
Translated by Snowfall77
After a moment, Wu Xingyun decided to check it out, taking a step forward.
Mozun hadn’t moved, not even trying to disguise his heavy breathing, sounding laced with pain.
Squatting down in front of Mozun, Wu Xingyun cautiously untied Mozun’s black coat.
Inside was a black shirt, showing a larger wet spot. Wu Xingyun reached out and touched it, his fingers returning covered with blood.
The chest was pale, and on the left side was a conical hole. The flesh around it was raw and exposed, while the wound leaked unceasing blood.
This type of wound Wu Xingyun knew well.
Only a bullet of a Ghost soldier, distorting light and space, could cause such a wound.
The location of the wound was Mozun’s heart, exactly where Wu Xingyun had shot on that fateful ambush.
Wu Xingyun couldn’t help being astonished, now that he knew he hadn’t failed that mission. Not only had he not failed, he’d been quite successful!
Just no one had known that Mozun, even after being shot in the heart, could last as long as he had. Going through negotiations, and under the guise of peace, striking at his enemies. Even being able to fight with the meteorite flow, during Wu Xingyun and the others’ flight out, successfully hiding the truth that he’d been seriously injured and was about to croak.
No one had considered that Mozun’s ‘injury’ wouldn’t heal. Or that he hadn’t been able to remove the Ghost bullet, instead only slowly dying.
Mozun, leaning against the sofa, head drooping slightly, said in a weak, mocking voice: “Solider, are you happy? You victoriously shot the Night Demon, the Federation’s devilish nightmare. I can’t live past tonight. Tomorrow you’ll be the greatest hero of the galaxy……Shouldn’t you be ecstatic?”
Incredulously staring at Mozun, it took Wu Xingyun a minute to snap out his daze. Thinking of something, he jumped up and ran out of the room.
But all the doors, windows, even the rooftop on the third floor were held by some invisible barrier. Wu Xingyun could not get out.
Returning downstairs, to Mozun still on the floor, Wu Xingyun understood his enemy’s smiling expression. “Useless.” Mozun told Wu Xingyun. “The last of my power went to making a boundary around this house. You can’t run away. You’re going to……Die with me.”
Wu Xingyun plunked himself down on the floor too. The common Federal masses had suspected swindling from the Night Demon. How had Wu Xingyun not expected that everything, including the marriage, was a scam?
Mozun was a high-and-mighty, while Wu Xingyun was a nobody. Unsurprisedly, Mozun had been deceitful the entire time. What he’d truly wanted was to drag Wu Xingyun down to hell with him.
Seeing Wu Xingyun glare at him, Mozun laughed. “Solider, you don’t have to be so indignant. Did you think I was good to you because I was in love with you? Haha…I lied to you, and cheated your blighted Federation. I’m dying, and I won’t let you be at peace after I’m gone!”
Wu Xingyun didn’t speak. If the words Mozun had just spoken were true, why had Mozun given Wu Xingyun odd looks, shown odd expressions, even said what he’d said while they been kissing by the door?
Even though he’d read a lot of information about Mozun, Wu Xingyun found he couldn’t understand the man at all.
Had Mozun expressed the same emotions to Ouyang Liu? Feeling highly uncomfortable at that thought, Wu Xingyun wiped his mouth with his sleeve. A kiss from Mozun was a dirty thing.
When Mozun saw Wu Xingyun clean his lips, his eyes darkened for a moment, then he smiled unbridledly: “Federal people, so short-sighted. You’re a combat hero, the biggest hero, you shot me dead. If the Federation resolutely marched to war now, will I be able to oppose them?”
Wu Xingyun’s gaze dimmed, remembering when Mozun and the Federation were in the middle of that decisive battle. No wonder the Alliance had issued an ultimatum—if the Federation kept fighting to the end, the Alliance would open wide and kill them all.
The Federation’s peace-loving faction, afraid and hesitant, missed the golden opportunity, and gave Mozun the upper hand.
Mozun’s laughter became almost frantic. “Honey, you know what? I deliberately let Ouyang Liu think the person I liked was him. That he would be my first and my beloved, I’d even help his family. Know why? Cause the Ouyang family and I have a long, deep blood feud. I’ll retaliate against them. Ouyang Liu was the only descendant of the family, he fell into my hands, I tortured him well!”
Downcast, Wu Xingyun pondered his killing of Ouyang Liu. That too was the end result of Mozun’s dire planning?
His cold scrutiny gradually coming to rest on Wu Xingyun’s face, eyes like ice, voice without a trace of emotion, Mozun kept going: “As for you, you’re the one who killed me. I won’t let you go. What do you think? Would I take a look at you, fancy you, and think you’d make a good spouse?”
Not responding immediately, Wu Xingyun only expressed his view on the matter after a little while.
“You looked at me with only one purpose, to bring me here, and take advantage for the sake of revenge and humiliation. We all know that……”
Reluctantly smiling, Mozun kept his eyes on Wu Xingyun’s visage. In a low voice, Mozun responded: “Yes, at first…I even imagined you anticipating your wedding night with longing and then being crushed to find you were only going to die with me. But…When I saw what you’re truly like, I found out my killer wasn’t the same as I’d thought. You’re only happy about me dying, aren’t you?”
Wu Xingyun went “hmmm.” He should be extremely happy in his heart. He’d done a great job, earning maybe first-class merit, at the very least second-class merit.
But Wu Xingyun didn’t feel happy at all. Instead he felt a burst of discomfort.
Mozun’s expression turned melancholy. “My body will be found tomorrow by my companions. They won’t know how I died. They’ll only know that someone who’d fallen in love, who put his whole heart into his wedding, on his happy night…Was killed by his own wife……”
Saying that, Mozun squinted at Wu Xingyun obliquely. “They’ll kill you, sacrifice the peace, and fight against the Federation again. Endlessly.”
DPM Chapter 21-Wedding Night (2) Part 2
Translated by Snowfall77
After a moment, Wu Xingyun decided to check it out, taking a step forward.
Mozun hadn’t moved, not even trying to disguise his heavy breathing, sounding laced with pain.
Squatting down in front of Mozun, Wu Xingyun cautiously untied Mozun’s black coat.
Inside was a black shirt, showing a larger wet spot. Wu Xingyun reached out and touched it, his fingers returning covered with blood.
The chest was pale, and on the left side was a conical hole. The flesh around it was raw and exposed, while the wound leaked unceasing blood.
This type of wound Wu Xingyun knew well.
Only a bullet of a Ghost soldier, distorting light and space, could cause such a wound.
The location of the wound was Mozun’s heart, exactly where Wu Xingyun had shot on that fateful ambush.
Wu Xingyun couldn’t help being astonished, now that he knew he hadn’t failed that mission. Not only had he not failed, he’d been quite successful!
Just no one had known that Mozun, even after being shot in the heart, could last as long as he had. Going through negotiations, and under the guise of peace, striking at his enemies. Even being able to fight with the meteorite flow, during Wu Xingyun and the others’ flight out, successfully hiding the truth that he’d been seriously injured and was about to croak.
No one had considered that Mozun’s ‘injury’ wouldn’t heal. Or that he hadn’t been able to remove the Ghost bullet, instead only slowly dying.
Mozun, leaning against the sofa, head drooping slightly, said in a weak, mocking voice: “Solider, are you happy? You victoriously shot the Night Demon, the Federation’s devilish nightmare. I can’t live past tonight. Tomorrow you’ll be the greatest hero of the galaxy……Shouldn’t you be ecstatic?”
Incredulously staring at Mozun, it took Wu Xingyun a minute to snap out his daze. Thinking of something, he jumped up and ran out of the room.
But all the doors, windows, even the rooftop on the third floor were held by some invisible barrier. Wu Xingyun could not get out.
Returning downstairs, to Mozun still on the floor, Wu Xingyun understood his enemy’s smiling expression. “Useless.” Mozun told Wu Xingyun. “The last of my power went to making a boundary around this house. You can’t run away. You’re going to……Die with me.”
Wu Xingyun plunked himself down on the floor too. The common Federal masses had suspected swindling from the Night Demon. How had Wu Xingyun not expected that everything, including the marriage, was a scam?
Mozun was a high-and-mighty, while Wu Xingyun was a nobody. Unsurprisedly, Mozun had been deceitful the entire time. What he’d truly wanted was to drag Wu Xingyun down to hell with him.
Seeing Wu Xingyun glare at him, Mozun laughed. “Solider, you don’t have to be so indignant. Did you think I was good to you because I was in love with you? Haha…I lied to you, and cheated your blighted Federation. I’m dying, and I won’t let you be at peace after I’m gone!”
Wu Xingyun didn’t speak. If the words Mozun had just spoken were true, why had Mozun given Wu Xingyun odd looks, shown odd expressions, even said what he’d said while they been kissing by the door?
Even though he’d read a lot of information about Mozun, Wu Xingyun found he couldn’t understand the man at all.
Had Mozun expressed the same emotions to Ouyang Liu? Feeling highly uncomfortable at that thought, Wu Xingyun wiped his mouth with his sleeve. A kiss from Mozun was a dirty thing.
When Mozun saw Wu Xingyun clean his lips, his eyes darkened for a moment, then he smiled unbridledly: “Federal people, so short-sighted. You’re a combat hero, the biggest hero, you shot me dead. If the Federation resolutely marched to war now, will I be able to oppose them?”
Wu Xingyun’s gaze dimmed, remembering when Mozun and the Federation were in the middle of that decisive battle. No wonder the Alliance had issued an ultimatum—if the Federation kept fighting to the end, the Alliance would open wide and kill them all.
The Federation’s peace-loving faction, afraid and hesitant, missed the golden opportunity, and gave Mozun the upper hand.
Mozun’s laughter became almost frantic. “Honey, you know what? I deliberately let Ouyang Liu think the person I liked was him. That he would be my first and my beloved, I’d even help his family. Know why? Cause the Ouyang family and I have a long, deep blood feud. I’ll retaliate against them. Ouyang Liu was the only descendant of the family, he fell into my hands, I tortured him well!”
Downcast, Wu Xingyun pondered his killing of Ouyang Liu. That too was the end result of Mozun’s dire planning?
His cold scrutiny gradually coming to rest on Wu Xingyun’s face, eyes like ice, voice without a trace of emotion, Mozun kept going: “As for you, you’re the one who killed me. I won’t let you go. What do you think? Would I take a look at you, fancy you, and think you’d make a good spouse?”
Not responding immediately, Wu Xingyun only expressed his view on the matter after a little while.
“You looked at me with only one purpose, to bring me here, and take advantage for the sake of revenge and humiliation. We all know that……”
Reluctantly smiling, Mozun kept his eyes on Wu Xingyun’s visage. In a low voice, Mozun responded: “Yes, at first…I even imagined you anticipating your wedding night with longing and then being crushed to find you were only going to die with me. But…When I saw what you’re truly like, I found out my killer wasn’t the same as I’d thought. You’re only happy about me dying, aren’t you?”
Wu Xingyun went “hmmm.” He should be extremely happy in his heart. He’d done a great job, earning maybe first-class merit, at the very least second-class merit.
But Wu Xingyun didn’t feel happy at all. Instead he felt a burst of discomfort.
Mozun’s expression turned melancholy. “My body will be found tomorrow by my companions. They won’t know how I died. They’ll only know that someone who’d fallen in love, who put his whole heart into his wedding, on his happy night…Was killed by his own wife……”
Saying that, Mozun squinted at Wu Xingyun obliquely. “They’ll kill you, sacrifice the peace, and fight against the Federation again. Endlessly.”
