Bei Yutang curled his lips and smiled, "Not bad."
Everyone was shocked to see that she dared to speak like that.
No one present, even Long Yi and Long Er, the people Feng Chi relied on the most, dared to speak to him like this, let alone look him in the eye.
Her calmness and composure really made everyone look at her in shock and admiration.
Feng Chi raised his eyebrows slightly, "Come here, execute all the people in the imperial kitchen. How dare you let me eat food that even a female slave despises?"
The guards that Long Er attacked immediately left.
Bei Yutang was furious in her heart, but she didn't show it on her face. She knew that if she scolded him or pleaded for them, it would only strengthen the tyrant's determination to kill them.
Bei Yutang smiled and said, "So the high and mighty king has only just realized what he was eating. Those chefs deserve to be killed. They dared to fool the king like that."
Feng Chi asked with great interest, "How do you think we should deal with this?"
"Of course, I'll cut you into pieces." Bei Yutang replied with a smile.
When Gesang heard Bei Yutang's words, she was shocked again. She couldn't imagine that such vicious words would come out of her mouth.
Feng Chi curled his lips, "This is what you want. I will do as you wish. Long Er, give the order."
Bei Yutang was secretly anxious.
Damn it, why doesn't he contradict himself?
"My king is wise." Bei Yutang still maintained a faint smile on his face.
Feng Chi saw the forbearance in her eyes. Although she hid it well, it still couldn't escape his sight. She wanted to save the cooks, but he didn't agree with her.
Bei Yutang saw that he had no intention of letting those chefs go, and he already had a bad feeling in his heart.
Perhaps the tyrant had guessed her intention.
"Since the king has said that he will follow my wishes, I think this method of being cut into pieces is too common and lacks originality. How can we change it to something else?"
Feng Chi was in a good mood, "Which one?"
"Since they're chefs, why not let them use their cooking skills to decide their own life and death? Whoever's cooking skills can conquer everyone will have the right to decide the life and death of others, and how they die. Wouldn't that be more interesting?"
Feng Chi tapped the table with his fingers, as if considering the feasibility of her method.
Bei Yutang appeared calm and composed, but he was extremely nervous inside.
Feng Chi's moods are unpredictable and she can't figure him out at all.
Feng Chi's gloomy eyes swept across her face, with a wicked smile on the corner of his lips. "I think it would be better to cut you into pieces."
Bei Yutang's heart sank, and he was certain that he must have known his intentions.
He had been toying with her.
He never thought of letting the chefs go.
No matter what her attitude is, whether she really wants them to die or wants them to live, he will not let them go.
The smile on Bei Yutang's lips faded.
Feng Chi was not surprised at her transformation.
"Their method of death has been chosen, and now it's your turn. Guess, do you want to be cut into pieces or torn apart by five horses?" Feng Chi looked at her leisurely.
Bei Yutang asked calmly, "Are you letting me choose for myself?"
"Yes. Choose the way you want to die."
Bei Yutang smiled and said, "Then I have to think carefully about how to make my death less painful. A cup of poisoned wine? No, no, it's too painful. Hanging is also painful and long, no, no."
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