I Am the WarGod Returned

CHAPTER 6

After leaving the Smith family's courtyard, Andrew Wilson hailed a taxi and got in.

"Driver, to the University City," Andrew Wilson blurted out.

"Okay."

As for why Andrew Wilson was going to the University City, even he himself was confused.

Outside the window, the buildings flashed by floor by floor.

In the night of Los Angeles , the lights were dazzling, and the city was much quieter than during the day.

His phone rang in his pocket.

"Master Andrew, I have safely escorted Teacher Evelyn home. Where are you now? I'll come pick you up immediately," Robert White said respectfully on the other end of the phone.

"No need, you can go back. l'll take a walk by myself," Andrew Wilson said softly.

Robert White didn't dare to ask any more questions. He knew very well that Andrew Wilson, as a nobleman, would be considered as stalking him if anyone asked about his whereabouts.

In the land of California, only one person could inquire about his whereabouts, and that was the monarch.

"Okay." Robert White said, "Master Andrew, you haven't been back for a long time, and you don't have a place to stay. If you need it today, I am ready to serve you at any time. I have already arranged a place for you."

"Okay."

Soon, the taxi arrived at the University City.

There was a snack street near every two Schools.

There were many vendors in the snack street, and the things were cheap, which was very suitable for students without income.

Andrew Wilson walked in, stepping on the road he used to take when he was in school, and couldn't help but recall the happy times back then.

Roommates in the dormitory, sitting in the restaurant with their girlfriends, drinking and chatting.

It was precisely these small gatherings between classmates that allowed him to meet Camila.

He couldn't help but think of the scene of their first meeting. Andrew Wilson and Camila were not in the same class at the time.

The only roommate who didn't have a partner in the dormitory, a guy named "Scorpion," insisted on introducing his girlfriend's best friend, Camila, to him.

At the time, Andrew Wilson still wanted to refuse, but scorpion was unhappy and tried to persuade Andrew Wilson with all his heart before he reluctantly agreed.

The gathering between university classmates was nothing more than eating and drinking.

In order to let Andrew Wilson perform well in front of Camila, everyone had to keep pouring alcohol into Camila, just to help Andrew Wilson block the alcohol for her.

At first, he couldn't let go, but later, as the alcohol took effect, his primitive nature was fully revealed.

Cup by cup, he helped Camila block a lot of alcohol, and the two of them walked together in a daze.

As for why Camila ended up with him, when Andrew Wilson asked her later, she just shook her head and didn't answer.

"Andrew Wilson."

A voice entered Andrew Wilson's ears, and he stopped and looked around.

Not far away, in front of a milk tea shop, someone wearing a white hat and a white apron around their waist was waving at him.

It was his university roommate, Scorpion.

He walked over there.

"Why do you suddenly have time to come back and see us?" Scorpion asked, looking behind Andrew Wilson.

"Where's your girlfriend Camila? Didn't she come back with you?"

"No," Andrew Wilson shook his head.

"I bet you two have already become a couple, just like me and your sister-in-law," Scorpion said, pointing to a wedding photo on the wall, with a face full of happiness.

"No, we haven't," Andrew Wilson said with a bitter face.

"We haven't even gotten married."

"Boss, a glass of lemonade, fully iced," at this moment, a female student walked up to the milk tea shop.

"Okay," Scorpion said with a smile, then glanced at Andrew Wilson and said, "Andrew Wilson, you rest for a while first. After I finish my work, let's find a place to have a drink as brothers."

Andrew Wilson found a seat and sat down, looking at Scorpion with an indescribable envy.

In the early morning, Scorpion finished up the work in the store.

"Let's go, Andrew Wilson, we won't come back drunk tonight, haha." He said, hugging Andrew Wilson and heading towards the restaurant they used to go to when they were in school.

Inside the restaurant, Scorpion gestured towards Andrew Wilson with a bottle of liquor.

Andrew Wilson nodded.

"It's been years, let's have a drink, brother." Scorpion raised his glass.

Seeing this, Andrew Wilson smiled and said, "Scorpion, you're still the same as before."

"Hahaha, that's right. Don't be fooled by my carefree lifestyle. I still think about how we brothers can get together and have a drink like we used to, talking about which girl is pretty." Scorpion said.

"Do you dare?" Andrew Wilson teased.

"Well, I don't dare anymore. I have a family now. But you can, being single and all." Scorpion paused for a moment, feeling like he said something wrong.

He quickly explained, "Let's forget about the past. There are plenty of two-legged women out there. If you want to find someone, Come to my store. You can see pretty girls from the nearby schools every day."

"If I had known that I would open a milk tea shop here one day, I wouldn't have gotten married so early. I would have wanted to meet more pretty girls." Andrew Wilson said.

As he spoke, Scorpion couldn't help shaking his head.

"To be honest, I'm not really upset about this matter," Andrew Wilson picked up his wine glass and took a sip.

"You may not believe it, but Camila and I already have a child who is five years old."

"Pfft."

Scorpion sprayed the wine in his mouth when he heard this, exclaiming, "Impressive, impressive. Then why are you so down? What's bothering you? Tell your brother. "

After knowing each other for so many years, Andrew Wilson must be hiding something in his heart, and his eyes couldn't hide it.

This guy had something on his mind.

Andrew Wilson picked up his chopsticks, picked up a peanut and put it in his mouth, and said with a bitter smile, "Do you really want to hear it?"

It's not that he didn't want to say it, but he just felt that such things were so helpless, like the plot that only appears in movies, but now it's happening to him, which is really frustrating.

Scorpion smiled and said, "If you don't want to say it, why did I invite you to drink in the middle of the night? Go home and sleep with your wife. Isn't that great?"

"Okay, then I'll tell you."

The two continued to drink, and the story continued to unfold.

After a long time, the wine was almost gone, and the dishes were almost finished.

"Haha, Andrew Wilson, I didn't expect you to be young, but your experience is quite rich," Scorpion couldn't help but laugh after hearing Andrew Wilson's story.

"I don't know what to do now, and you still have the heart to laugh," Andrew Wilson said helplessly.

Scorpion drank a little wine from his cup and said, "Some things that you see with your eyes and hear with your ears may not necessarily be true. Have you continued to investigate? Can you judge that Camila doesn't love you based on just one phone call?"

"Before getting married, I was a person with a strong subjective consciousness. When I was with your sister-in-law, it was always what I said that counted. But after getting married, I realized that what I did was wrong. The most important thing for two people together is mutual understanding."

"Hmm?" Andrew Wilson said, "Do you think I misunderstood?"

"Oh, brother, why are you so silly?" Scorpion impatiently said, "It's so obvious. If she doesn't like you, would she have the child? Raise the child alone and bear so much shame and criticism."

"Besides, I also heard from your sister-in-law that Camila insisted on having the child, and was abandoned by her family. You can imagine how much she has suffered over the years."

"You're right," Scorpion raised his glass and drank all the wine in it.

"It's getting late, we should go home," Scorpion stood up, shrugged and said, "If you still have feelings for Camila go and chase her back."

He patted Andrew Wilson's shoulder and said, "Enjoy the entertainment club."

*

The waiter came to the door of room 306 with a menu, wanting to ask if the guests inside needed any more dishes.

Knocking on the door, he said, "Sir, hello!"

No one inside the room responded.

The waiter continued knocking and said, "Sir."

Still no response.

The waiter was about to turn around and leave to report to the manager, but felt something sticky under his foot.

He looked down and saw blood.

Fresh blood slowly flowed out from it.

"Ah."

The waiter was startled, but immediately calmed down. He had seen this scene more than once in this entertainment club.

Some people fought under the influence of alcohol, some harassed other people's girlfriends and fought, and some even caused fatalities.

This was nothing to him.

After wiping the blood off his foot, he turned and walked towards the manager's office.

No matter what was happening in the room, he had to send them away quickly.

No one wanted to have a death on their hands, it was not auspicious.

The manager arrived at the door of room 306 with the key and slowly opened it.

The pungent smell of blood hit him in the face.

"Ah!"

The nearby waiter exclaimed loudly, even those who had experienced more than him widened their eyes and opened their mouths wide.

"I've never seen such a gruesome death before." Inside the room, three people were lying against the wall with a deep pit in their chest, their eyeballs almost popping out.

The person leaning on the table had the most gruesome death, with knife marks all over their arms and hands.

There were twenty wounds in total, and at each wound, the white bones were exposed.

It was too gruesome to bear.

The smell of blood in the room attracted other waiters who were delivering food.

Seeing the scene, they all vomited and covered their mouths as they left.

"What are you looking at? Call the police right away!" The manager shouted loudly, with cold sweat dripping from his face.

The trembling waiter next to him took out his phone from his pocket and dialed a number.

"Hello, is this the police station? There has been a murder here, please come over immediately."

"Where?"

"At the Apex Entertainment Club."

"Okay, please control the scene and we will be there soon."