Chapter 237 World 4: The Tyrant's Beautiful Concubine (36)
Chapter 237 World 4: The Tyrant's Beautiful Concubine (36)
royal palace.
dungeon.
Yin Changling encountered several waves of assassination attempts on his way back, but they were quickly resolved. Now, he has kept two people alive and is interrogating them.
The dripping sound of water in the dungeon was like the sound of death chimes, making them more nervous and even regretting why they didn't die earlier.
"I will give you a chance to live."
Yin Changling looked at the two men who were already covered in bruises from being whipped, sat in the main seat, and leisurely drank a sip of tea, not affected by the two men at all.
He was clearly not angry, but he was even more terrifying than if he was angry. His aura made the two men dare not raise their heads.
Yin Changling's face was frighteningly pale, with red lips and black hair. Under the dim light, he looked like an evil ghost from hell, coming to claim his life.
His words were even colder and piercing. It didn't seem like he was asking them to live, but to pay with their lives.
"Speak, what? Don't you want your tongue anymore?"
The two assassins were both death warriors trained by Beibo Hou. They were loyal and naturally unwilling to confess.
Moreover, they have all received professional training, and they will never give in no matter how much Yin Changling tortures them.
"Oh, you're quite tough."
It was impossible to tell whether Yin Changling was happy or angry in his voice. He put the teacup down heavily. Just this action made the two people tremble with fear.
He went out of town today and didn't see the little fox, so he was in a bad mood.
As a result, there are still people who are not aware of the danger and come to assassinate them. Let him see how hard their mouths are.
Yin Changling lifted up his robe, revealing his black boots, and pulled out a dagger that could cut through iron like mud. The dagger was shining coldly, which made people feel scared at first sight.
He held the dagger and moved forward step by step, finally squatting between the two men.
"Let me see who is more stubborn."
He gave a look to the person next to him, and that person pried open the mouth of one of the assassins.
Yin Changling didn't do anything, just lightly stroked it, and half of his tongue fell to the ground.
Blood spurted out, splashing all over the man, and blood kept flowing out of the assassin's mouth.
Along with this, the assassin let out a heart-wrenching cry of pain. If no one had held him down, he would have rolled on the ground in pain.
"Hahahaha, interesting."
Yin Changling concealed the bloodthirstiness in his eyes. He laughed wildly, looking like a madman. Although it was such a horrifying scene, it seemed to make him feel better.
The other assassin seemed unable to bear to watch any longer. He wanted to turn his head away, but was held down and unable to move.
After Yin Changling laughed, he turned his head and looked at the other assassin. The blood on his face made him look even more ghostly and scary.
"Now, it's your turn..."
Yin Changling spoke softly. He clearly didn't say anything, but his actions told the assassin that it was impossible to die easily!
Seeing the blade getting closer and closer to him, the assassin finally collapsed. He was an orphan, with no worries, and he didn't ask for anything but a quick death!
"Your Majesty, I say, I say--"
"Oh?"
When Yin Changling heard that he finally gave in, he stopped moving forward with the knife in his hand, but there was no joy on his face, and he even said to himself, "What a pity."
"Since you want to talk, then tell me everything. If you hide anything, I guarantee that your fate will be worse than his."
"Yes, sire, sire, I will tell you everything."
Seeing the person next to him having his tongue scraped off alive, the assassin finally couldn't bear it anymore and big drops of cold sweat fell from his forehead.
His very ordinary face was full of despair. It was okay to be spineless, but it was better than losing his life.
"Your Majesty, I am an assassin recruited by Beibohou. It was Beibohou who asked me to come. I know nothing!"
Yin Changling was not at all surprised to get a positive answer. He had already expected that the various vassal states would not want to live a peaceful life recently.
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