A blow from the back of a knife struck the back of his knee, forcing him to kneel, his face now directly facing the assassin's bloodied head. "Ah! Ah! Ah ah..."

I was so scared I peed my pants.

Huo Baijun frowned. "Speak!"

"I'll talk, I'll talk! It was Fifth Young Master! He resented Miss Lin's refusal to marry him and used this scheme to tarnish her reputation. I personally gave the silver notes to Third Master Lin, and Third Master Lin personally gave me those personal items! Don't kill me! Don't kill me!"

The scene was very quiet.

Xiao Zhi walked down the steps. "Feng Hui, what else do you have to say?"

Feng Hui broke free from the soldiers, rubbing his shoulder with an arrogant and fearless expression. "So what if I told him to do it?"

Xiao Zhixing scoffed, "You're quite bold and responsible. Fine, apologize to Rushu first, then go to the Dali Temple."

"No!" Feng Hui's attitude remained hostile and showed no remorse. "I was just joking with her; that's because I think highly of her."

Xiao Zhixing's eyes were icy cold. "Since that's the case, then I'll have to do it myself..."

If the water is ejected, his hands and feet must be crippled.

"Wait, wait, Your Highness, stop!"

A carriage came speeding by, and before it had even come to a complete stop, Feng Liyan jumped out, his hat askew. "Stop!"

Xiao Zhixing acted as if he hadn't heard, and with a swing of his sword, severed the tendon in Feng Hui's left leg.

"Ah! Ahhhhh—" Feng Hui screamed and rolled on the ground, clutching his legs, his shrill cries piercing the air.

Feng Liyan's face was ashen as he rushed over and blocked Xiao Zhixing's path, "Young Prince! You...you!"

"A title of nobility? I'm sorry, my hearing isn't good, and the sword is too fast."

Xiao Zhixing suddenly realized, "Don't worry, it wasn't cut very deep. Hurry up, we can fix it when we get back and it'll still be usable."

Feng Liyan took a deep breath, his chest heaving violently. "Good! Very good. I've learned my lesson."

Xiao Zhixing sheathed his sword, revealing a standard smile with eight teeth. "You're too kind. Young Master Feng has been acting recklessly. Teaching him a lesson is for the good of your Feng family. There's no need for you to thank me, Lord Marquis."

Feng Liyan's face flushed red, clearly angered. "Xiao Zhixing, I'll remember you."

He turned around angrily and ordered his servants to carry Feng Hui away.

Xiao Zhixing smiled and said to his back, "Young Master Feng had better turn himself in at the Dali Temple, or don't blame me for talking to him all the time."

Feng Liyan turned around and looked at her coldly, "As expected of the Xiao family, their arrogance is inherited from one generation."

"That's right, if he's not wild, he's not Xiao."

Feng Liyan angrily flung his sleeves and left.

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