Boss Gou drove his carriage back early in the morning. He did indeed listen to Master Qu's words and did not park the carriage at his own textile factory. Instead, he took the carriage to a dilapidated house in his flax field.
This house was used to house people to watch over the land during the flax harvest. Now that it's freezing cold, there's naturally no one here.
So Boss Gou planned to leave Zhou Ziqiong here, since no one would know. He would just come and deliver water and food once a day. Once Zhou Gui paid him, he would secretly send Zhou Ziqiong back to Ruzhou City, and that would be perfect.
When Boss Gou returned to the textile factory, he had a few drinks and his mind started to wander.
Zhou Ziqiong was well-known in Ruzhou City. Although he usually did business with the Zhou family's cloth shop, he rarely had the opportunity to get close to Zhou Ziqiong.
Now, Zhou Ziqiong is hidden by him, and she is bound all over, with her eyes and mouth sealed. She has no idea that he is the one who tied her up, and she will never know.
Why not take advantage of this opportunity to gain some benefits?
After Zhou Ziqiong is released, she will definitely be afraid of ruining her reputation, so even if she is violated, she will not dare to speak out.
The more Boss Gou thought about it, the more excited he became. After a few drinks, his courage was emboldened.
To die beneath a peony blossom is to die a romantic death!
This job, let's do it!
After drinking another glass of wine, Boss Gou stood up, ready to have some fun in the flax field. However, before he even reached the door, a servant stumbled in and almost knocked him over.
"You scoundrel, can't you watch where you're going?"
In the village where Boss Gou lived, Gou was a common surname, and his textile factory also employed many servants with the surname Gou, who were usually called "dogs".
"Master, something terrible has happened—"
Before he could finish speaking, Jing Zhe appeared at the door, grabbed the servant by the collar, and threw him out like a chick.
Then, Jing Zhe closed the door and looked at Boss Gou expressionlessly, as if he were looking at a dead dog.
Where is my sixth sister?
"I...I didn't tie her up!"
Ever since being beaten up by Jing Zhe, Boss Gou had developed a natural fear of him. When Jing Zhe suddenly found him and stormed into his house, he was terrified.
Of course, at this moment he was very glad that he had listened to Master Qu's advice and had not left Zhou Ziqiong at home.
"If you don't believe me, search this place thoroughly. If you find Miss Zhou, you can do whatever you want with me!"
"Boss Gou said with full confidence."
At this point, Jing Zhe had already concluded that it was indeed him who had kidnapped Zhou Ziqiong. Firstly, because Gou Maoxin's eyes darted around after hearing the name Zhou Ziqiong. Secondly, if it wasn't him, he certainly wouldn't know what he was asking, and his immediate statement that "he didn't kidnap her" seemed like a blatant attempt to cover something up.
Then, Jing Zhe drew his sword.
"What...what are you going to do? I already said I didn't tie them up, if you don't believe me, search me—ah!"
Gou Maoxin couldn't finish his sentence because Jing Zhe stabbed him in the arm with a sword.
Where is my sixth sister?
"You...I...I'm going to report this to the authorities...Guards! They're trying to kill someone!"
Gou Maoxin pointed at Jing Zhe and shouted.
"Pfft~"
Without a word, Jing Zhe raised his sword and chopped off Gou Maoxin's finger that was pointing at him, blood splattering everywhere.
Upon hearing Gou Maoxin's shout, a group of servants rushed in, only to witness a disgusting and horrifying scene.
Looking at his finger lying on the ground and feeling the excruciating pain from the severed finger, Gou Maoxin's mind went blank.
He never imagined that this handsome young man in front of him could be so violent.
If he had known he would act this way, Gou Maoxin would never have spoken to him like that—no, he would never have agreed to Master Qu's terrible idea!
This is absolutely terrible!
Jing Zhe looked at the servants and asked, "Leave, or stay, the choice is yours."
"..."
The servants glanced at Jing Zhe, then at the Emperor's Sword still dripping blood in his hand, and didn't even look at Gou Maoxin. They then very consciously withdrew, making sure to close the door behind them as they left.
What a joke! Even though Gou Maoxin is their boss and can pay them money, he still has to be alive to spend it.
After the servants left, Jing Zhe looked at Gou Maoxin again.
"I'm in a bad mood today and I don't like to talk nonsense."
Then he raised his arm, pointed his sword at Gou Maoxin, and said, "I'll ask one last time, where is my sixth sister?"
"..."
Jing Zhe's voice was very soft, but Gou Maoxin was absolutely certain that this was truly the last time he would ask. If he didn't answer, the damage might not just be a simple matter of losing a finger...
After cursing Master Qu's ancestors for eighteen generations in his heart, Gou Maoxin said with snot and tears streaming down his face, "Young hero, spare me! Young hero, spare me! It's really not my fault. It was all Master Qu who made me do it, made me bring Miss Zhou back! But I swear to God, apart from bringing Miss Zhou back, I didn't lay a finger on her!"
Where is my sixth sister now?
"It's in the flax field, just two miles away!"
"lead the way!"
"Young hero, my hand..."
"lead the way!"
"..."
...
Then, Gou Maoxin, holding his increasingly bloody severed finger, led Jing Zhe towards the flax field, while the textile factory's servants followed at a distance. Some of the smarter ones even carried hemostatic medicine.
After walking for a while, a dilapidated thatched hut came into view, and Gou Maoxin quickly said, "That's it!"
After hearing this, Jing Zhe shook them off and strode forward.
"Stay here and don't wander around."
Before leaving, he left behind this sentence.
After hearing this, Gou Maoxin was very conflicted. He originally wanted to take advantage of the moment when Jing Zhe entered the house and run away, but then he thought that Jing Zhe was clearly a martial arts expert, so how could he possibly escape?
Besides, now that Jing Zhe has given the order, wouldn't leaving now be deliberately provoking him?
So, to be on the safe side, Gou Maoxin decided not to leave. As for the severed finger, it was already broken anyway, and the most urgent thing now was to stop the bleeding.
"Sir, I brought some hemostatic medicine!"
At this moment, the clever man spoke up.
"Hurry up and bring it here!"
"..."
Jing Zhe had already pushed open the door of the thatched hut.
The room was dimly lit, and a layer of dust hung in the air. Jing Zhe immediately spotted Zhou Ziqiong huddled in the corner of the room.
At this moment, Zhou Ziqiong's clothes were still intact, but she was tied up with ropes, her eyes were covered with a cloth, and her mouth was stuffed with cloth. Her originally smooth, black hair was now disheveled.
Hearing the door open, Zhou Ziqiong curled up backward, looking particularly pitiful.
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