Chapter 255: A Good Plan



At this moment, Zhao Tongpan on the side also hurriedly echoed.

He looked flattering and said,

"Yes, yes, I am also willing to follow you, King Qianhuang! However, our Zhao family is large, and it is inevitable that some of them have complicated thoughts and may not be willing to submit to you.

Therefore, I hope that Lord Qianhuang will be magnanimous and show mercy to them, allowing them to leave on their own."

"Heh!" Chen Yong raised the corners of his mouth slightly, outlining a sarcastic smile, and snorted coldly.

"You two have come up with such a brilliant plan!"

His eyes, as sharp as an eagle's, were fixed on the two people in front of him, as if he wanted to see through them.

"Sacrificing yourselves to protect the people behind you, this act sounds quite noble."

Chen Yong's voice was like the cold wind in December, icy and biting, making people shudder.

His cold gaze swept back and forth across the two men's faces, not missing any slight change in expression.

Hearing this, Magistrate Liu couldn't help but tremble all over, and his expression instantly became a little stiff.

He lowered his eyes guiltily, avoiding Chen Yong's all-seeing gaze, and hurriedly began to defend himself.

"How dare I have such thoughts! The imperial court's troops are far away, out of reach, while you, King Qianhuang, are right here, within reach.

I have a clear understanding of what is more important than what is less important."

Although he said so, in fact, deep down in his heart he was indeed thinking of building a false front while secretly attacking Chencang, but he simply didn't dare to admit it easily at this moment.

Zhao Tongpan, who was standing by, was so frightened that his face turned pale. His face, which was already a little flattering, was now distorted beyond recognition.

He was like a frightened rabbit, waving his hands in panic and muttering to himself,

"I dare not! I am just a coward. The lives of my people are important, but they are nothing compared to my own!"

The corners of Chen Yong's mouth rose slightly, revealing an imperceptible smile.

He stretched out his slender fingers and tapped them carelessly on the old wooden table, making a crisp and rhythmic sound.

As the soft sounds came, the hearts of Prefect Liu and Judge Zhao, who were sitting opposite, began to beat violently as if they were hit by a heavy hammer.

Every knock was like a death warrant, causing their hearts to contract rapidly and their nervousness to almost jump out of their throats.

Before long, beads of sweat began to seep out of their foreheads, rolling down like a string of pearls that had broken off the string.

The sweat gathered together to form streams, flowing down the cheeks and soaking the collar.

At this moment, they felt that the air in the entire room had become extremely heavy, making it hard to breathe.

Killing people is not the right thing to do. This kind of mental torture is a thousand times more painful than taking their lives directly!

However, just when the two felt that they were about to suffocate to death, Shen Yong, who had been silent all this time, finally spoke slowly.

"Open your mouth." His voice was low and magnetic, but to Prefect Liu and Judge Zhao it sounded like the cry of death from the Netherworld.

Then, Chen Yong slowly took out a small and exquisite medicine bottle from his bosom, gently pulled out the cork, and poured out two round and smooth pills that emitted a strange smell.

Prefect Liu raised his heavy eyelids in surprise, and his eyes involuntarily fell on the two pills in Shen Yong's hand.

Instantly, his heart sank, his face turned pale as paper, and he asked with trembling lips, "What is this...?"

At the same time, Zhao Tongpan on the side also looked up at Shen Yong in horror.

When his eyes fell on the mysterious medicine bottle, he felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar and his body couldn't help but tremble violently.

It seemed as if at this moment he had already seen the swaying weeds in front of his grave.

They have clearly chosen to submit to Chen Yong, at least on the surface, but why are they still being treated like this now?

Could it be that the other party doesn't believe in their sincerity at all and is determined to put them to death?

"Ha! Do you really think that just by saying a few words of submission to me, I will easily believe you?"

Chen Yong fiddled with the two pills in his hand carelessly, raised one eyebrow slightly, and raised a contemptuous smile at the corner of his mouth.

"If you really want this king to trust you, then swallow these two poison pills obediently."

He raised the pill in his hand and shook it in front of his eyes, then slowly introduced it.

"This is an extremely powerful poison called 'Seven-Day Heartbreak Powder'.

As the name suggests, if the antidote is not obtained in time by the seventh day after taking it, the patient will suffer from unbearable abdominal pain, intestinal perforation, and torture for up to three hours, and eventually die in extreme pain, and the death is horrible to watch.

After saying that, Shen Yong's sharp eyes swept coldly over the two people in front of him, Liu Zhifu and Zhao Tongpan, who were already frightened and pale, and then continued in a cold tone,

"As for your clansmen, I don't bother to care about them, but none of you direct descendants will escape. You must all take this poison."

Hearing this, Magistrate Liu's face was filled with horror. His eyes were fixed on the two black pills, and his body began to tremble involuntarily.

He murmured with trembling lips, "Seven... Seven-day Heartbreak Powder..."

Just by hearing the name of the poison, you can tell how poisonous it is.

Zhao Tongpan, who was standing by, turned pale as paper. He subconsciously stepped back, pursed his lips tightly, and shook his head desperately, as if trying to reject this terrible fate.

After hearing the last words from Chen Yong that sounded like a demon from hell, Zhao Tongpan, who was originally immersed in the deep fear of poison, finally came back to his senses with a start.

He couldn't sacrifice his direct lineage to save the Zhao family's side branches.

Zhao Tongpan's face was full of fear, his body trembling uncontrollably, like a fallen leaf in the wind, he kowtowed to Shen Yong desperately and begged for mercy.

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