Seeing the cripple's miserable state, Jiang Cheng took two steps back in disgust and waved his hand in front of his nose, seemingly not wanting to inhale the stench.
After surveying the devastation inside the courtyard, it truly resembled a living hell.
He returned and stared at the lame man who was still trembling.
"come over."
Jiang Cheng waved to him.
His face was peaceful, and his tone was gentle, without much threat. But when the cripple heard him, he felt as if the devil Satan was beckoning him, inviting him to enter the gates of hell together.
The cripple used his briefly restored consciousness to think it over. He felt that even if his head exploded and his brains splattered, causing him to die on the spot, he shouldn't go over there.
He shrank back even further into the shadows, looking rather timid.
Close your eyes.
It was as if doing so would prevent the invasion of demons and evil spirits.
Jiang Cheng glanced at him irritably. "How old are you? Still playing these tricks? Do you think some bad uncle is knocking on the door? Nothing will happen if you don't open the door!"
He took two steps forward, grabbed the other man by the collar, and dragged him like a dead dog, leaving a long trail of water on the ground... He wanted to struggle but dared not, fearing that "Minglingye" would go berserk and kill him.
They could only sob and whimper in their throats to show their resistance.
By the time they were dragged to the center of the courtyard, the lame man was covered in mud.
Jiang Cheng then let go of her hand.
“Now, I’ll ask, you answer. There’s no need for any questions. If you ask me even once, I’ll disembowel you and throw you into the wild to feed the dogs.” Jiang Cheng pulled up a small stool, sat down, and looked down at him.
The lame man nodded quickly, then lay sprawled out on his back, his face covered in snot and tears.
They're quite pitiful.
"My identity, and the reason for coming to kill me?"
Upon hearing this, the cripple was momentarily stunned, giving him a questioning look while inwardly harboring some resentment...
What's wrong with this guy? Could it be that he really had his memories stolen by the ghosts in hell?
However, after a few seconds of hesitation, the moment the cripple saw Jiang Cheng's indifferent gaze, he dared not delay in answering.
"Your Excellency is Mingling Ye, a member of the Mingling noble family in the Sakura Kingdom. Because you took the wrong side in the previous turmoil, you were stripped of your noble status and exiled to become a death squad. The reason I came to kill you is because you have a dog tag. The Mingling family has a long history and a certain influence. Even though the clan was nearly wiped out, there are still countless clansmen outside. I fear that you harbor trouble and want to avenge the destruction of your clan, so I came to kill you!"
"Who is it? Tell me about the current trends in Japan, why are they vying for the throne?" Jiang Cheng thought for a moment and asked his second question.
"Our country's... the monarch of the Demu family believes in the principles of Yin and Yang and takes medicine indiscriminately, which makes his already weak body worse and worse. Not long after he ascended the throne, his physical condition made it difficult for him to deal with international politics. In addition, the two candidates are of suitable age, and the gangs and conglomerates under him are eager to take over the positions."
The cripple added, "I will tell you everything I know, without holding back. If you can spare my life, I'm willing to stay and serve as your lackey! From now on, if you tell me to go east, I will never go west!!"
The cripple was adept at currying favor; seeing that he still had some use to be left behind, he would kowtow and submit.
"I don't need lackeys. You should know about the two candidates, right?"
"This...this." The cripple's eyes flickered, clearly hesitant. The big shot in front of him was someone important, but he couldn't afford to offend either of the two candidates.
Those are missions to command ten thousand elite soldiers and potentially control the entire Sakura Kingdom in the future.
He dared not say a bad word about anyone; if word got out, he wouldn't even know how he died.
Jiang Cheng looked at him with amusement, slightly smirked, and an ice blade instantly appeared from his left arm, making a "plop" sound without hesitation!
A cold glint appeared briefly and then vanished.
The ice blade pierced the cripple's other intact thigh.
Moreover, the distance to the meridians was extremely precise, with only a few inches between them.
A chilling aura emanated from the man, and the cripple's eyes widened in fury!
Just as he was about to open his mouth and cry out in pain, another ice blade pressed against his throat.
"One minute, or your leg will be ruined."
"No, no, no...please don't! My lord, I beg you, I only have this one good leg left, I'll tell you everything I know! Demu Jingfeng is the eldest son, he has a certain position in politics, and he owns countless businesses. He is the manipulator of the largest gang in the country!! He has many nobles behind him, and he is the most likely to become the manipulator!"
The cripple bit his lip as he spoke, revealing a patch of blood.
Because the location of the wound was so painful, it wasn't the pain of a knife piercing flesh, but the pain of ice-cold seeping into the bone... the pain of flesh and blood gradually dying inch by inch.
It felt like a sharp, churning pain piercing right into my brain.
He had never experienced anything like it before; his mental defenses had completely crumbled.
"And then there's the young master, Demu Quanshi... Although his political status isn't high, he's ruthless and vicious, a business genius who has controlled countless underground industries in recent years and trades internationally, operating in the gray area. He's not to be underestimated! Most importantly, he knows how to win people's hearts. We're now under his command. Young Master Quanshi wants to take over the group of rebels you can control!"
"Is that all?"
"Who...who else?"
The cripple was taken aback by what he heard.
There are only two candidates!
“De Mu Jia Xian,” Jiang Cheng said calmly.
"The eldest princess is no longer being considered... She has almost no resources at her disposal, and no standing in politics or business. She's practically a... mascot. However, the eldest princess is indeed very beautiful, and we plan to arrange a marriage between her and a business tycoon in a few years."
"Aren't you assassins supposed to only report to the monarch? How come you're involved with the candidates?"
"Everyone knows the monarch's days are numbered, and by now, those who need to take sides have already done so." The cripple tried to shrink back in fear, but the ice blade was firmly embedded in his leg. He could only look pitifully at Jiang Cheng, his gaze lingering between the ice blade and Jiang Cheng.
Jiang Cheng knew exactly what he was thinking and gave a cold laugh.
"If you don't tell me something useful to save your life, you're probably going to die right now!"
“Something even more useful…” The cripple’s expression hardened!
He seemed to have thought of something and said with delight, "Yes! It seems that the winners of each group participating in the Battle of the Plains will go to a place with the monarch. This is different from previous years, but my level is not high enough to know any other information."
Go to a place...
Jiang Cheng narrowed his eyes slightly.
I had a premonition that there was something to explore in this matter.
He turned around and pondered deeply.
The cripple suddenly reached out to grab him, to remind him that the ice blade hadn't been removed yet, and that he was about to collapse!
"Pfft!"
"Rolling around—"
Jiang Cheng raised his knife and brought it down.
The cripple's head fell to the ground, his round head rolling around, his expression still pleading for mercy, seemingly never expecting the other party to be so ruthless and decisive.
It was as if a single hair had been chopped off.
The moonlight was even more enchanting at this moment.
Jiang Cheng stood amidst the corpses filling the courtyard, like a king in the eternal night.
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