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Su Peijiu stood in the corner of the Yard, looking around and seeing no one else except for her son squatting with a stool, seemingly unsure of what to do. She frowned and asked the Black Crow on the wall, "Is something happening at Nan Xie Tower?"
The Black Crow had a serious expression on his face. "A group of people attacked Nan Xie Tower."
"Have you figured out where they came from?" The audacity to attack Nan Xie Tower... Although its reputation had gradually faded over the past few hundred years, any organization with some background would not actively seek trouble with Nan Xie Tower. Who was the fool that dared to do this?
The Black Crow's face darkened, the feeling of being controlled by others surged back. He tried to control his anger. "It's people from Desolate King. At the same time, they also attacked other organizations in the martial world; even the Demon Sect and Cangjian Villa were not spared."
Su Peijiu pondered for a moment and waved her hand at the Black Crow. "You go back first. Come pick me up tonight to return to Nan Xie Tower."
"Understood." The Black Crow nodded and then disappeared from the wall.
Why did Qi Mo suddenly make such a big move against various organizations? Historically, the court and the martial world kept their distance from each other. Now that the court was in a sensitive period of turmoil, was he not afraid of bringing disaster upon himself by targeting martial artists?
The Prime Minister's Residence was already in a precarious position, with Su Chi plotting rebellion.
Among the princes, there was constant bloodshed and intrigue, with open conflicts and hidden schemes.
Meanwhile, the emperor was blinded by women, thinking he could maintain control, unaware that he was gradually being hollowed out and approaching decay.
The situation in Yuan Cang was finally becoming unstable. But where would this first collapse occur? What did Qi Mo mean by provoking martial artists at this time?
Suddenly recalling how he covered her eyes and the scenes of rising and falling on her body, a flash of rage sparked in Water Eyes, her jade-like hands clenched tightly.
Since he had already paved the way, how could she not present him with a grand gift at this moment?
Qi Mo, I will make sure you don’t have it easy!
That night, after Su Peijiu looked down at the slightly burned Ji Yu who had fallen asleep, she left the dark alley with Black Crow, without disturbing anyone.
After she left, Ji Yu opened his eyes, left a handwritten note on the table, and quickly disappeared in a flash of red clothing.
“Are there any survivors among those attackers?” Su Peijiu asked Flower Mother as soon as she entered.
Flower Mother had a serious expression: “There’s one left. He was about to bite down on poison to commit suicide, but Hua Qian pulled him back. He is now locked up in the dungeon.”
“Take me there.”
She wanted to see what kind of scheme Qi Mo was up to this time!
In the dungeon, she saw Hua Qian sitting on a chair nearby, fiddling with his Golden Needle, while a person dressed entirely in black lay unconscious at his feet.
“Wake him up, as quickly as possible,” Su Peijiu said expressionlessly, sitting on the chair brought over by her subordinate. Her plain face appeared somewhat pale and cold under the dim light.
Black Crow stepped forward and splashed a bowl of water onto the person's face, finally waking him up.
“Did your master give you any instructions?” Su Peijiu leaned back in her chair, her expression inscrutable.
The man gritted his teeth, intending to remain silent.
Su Peijiu let out a cold laugh, leaning forward. Her stunning beauty radiated an air of menace as she faced him. Her voice was soft yet filled with killing intent: “While I’m still speaking nicely, you better honestly tell me what Qi Mo sent you to Nan Xie Tower for!”
The man glared at Su Peijiu defiantly and turned his head away.
Hua Qian sighed: “I’ve already interrogated him for half the time; he even passed out at one point. Yet this person is simply unyielding. How does Desolate King manage to train assassins like this?”
Upon hearing this, Su Peijiu pressed her lips together: “There’s a method of interrogation in the Fallen Kingdom of Great Yan, extremely cruel but quite effective. It seems this guy is planning to experience it.” She turned to Black Crow: “Go prepare a pig slaughtering knife.”
Black Crow paused for a moment, quickly finding a knife and placing it on the table.
Su Peijiu glanced lightly and noticed that the person on the ground remained steadfast, feeling a twinge of jealousy. She truly envied Qi Mo for having such a loyal subordinate.
She left a slight mark with her teeth on her lip, smiled, and stood up, the pale pink hem of her dress blooming on the dungeon floor. "This process still needs to be followed. According to the rules of the road, I will first intimidate and entice you. In my opinion, there is no absolute loyalty or absolute betrayal in this world; as long as the stakes are raised correctly, even the most loyal will immediately turn traitor..." She squinted her eyes, like a seductive snake ready to ensnare its prey. "What is your price?"
The man snorted derisively, "The Desolate King has treated me with great kindness; how could such worldly interests be sold?! Do not insult me."
"Tsk tsk!" Su Peijiu exclaimed in appreciation, then clapped her hands. "You have spirit; you are a man. Then I won't be polite to you any longer. Someone tie him up, making sure his limbs do not touch the ground."
She walked over to the butcher's knife and picked it up. At this moment, the man in black had already been bound. Su Peijiu approached with an excited expression.
"This knife is sharp; it must slice meat very well. But I don't understand knife techniques; who among you will wield it?" When it came to slicing meat, her expression was as innocent as that of a child.
Black Crow took the knife and prepared to carry out the punishment when Su Peijiu called out to him: "Do you know how to slice meat?"
"Just slice directly," Black Crow replied expressionlessly, clearly feeling down since being struck by Qi Mo.
After noticing a flicker of fear in the eyes of the man in black, Su Peijiu smiled and shook her head at Black Crow: "Slicing meat is quite an art; you must achieve uniform shapes and thicknesses without letting blood touch it."
"What's so difficult about that?" Black Crow showed some interest. "I still have this skill; just wait and see, Master of the Building."
As he began to cut, a scream echoed through the air, and the first piece of white meat fell into the basin prepared earlier.
Next came flashes of cold light as pieces of meat fell one after another...
Even someone like Flower Mother, who was used to storms, couldn't help but turn pale. How could Master of the Building come up with such torturous methods?
All that could be seen was the person bound and unable to touch the ground, writhing in pain, eyes rolling back, their throat already hoarse from screaming.
Su Peijiu reached out to stop Black Crow's hand that was about to go down further: "Wait a minute."
"This man, is he not?" She was not threatening; she could definitely take action against Qi Mo's people!
The man had a layer scraped off his stomach, and the wind made it hurt even more. He cursed loudly, his eyes filled with malice: "You demoness will die a terrible death!"
Upon hearing this, Flower Mother decisively stepped forward and splashed a cup of water onto his wound: "Even like this, your mouth is still filthy!"
Su Peijiu quickly pulled Flower Mother back, urging her to stay calm. She looked at the man with a shallow gaze, smiling seductively: "Are you saying I am a demoness?"
"With such a cruel heart, what else could you be but a demoness?!" the man roared in anger, the pain in his body almost causing him to convulse.
She was never an innocent person; she merely maintained a heart that wished to treat the world kindly. However, if the world began to curse her and wished for her death, how could she just sit and wait for her end? She was no saint; she came from hell and naturally brought destruction.
"Continue slicing until he can't take it anymore!" With a cold-blooded smile, she returned to her chair and patiently watched the fresh slices of human flesh before her.
By the time the flesh on his thigh had been sliced off, the man in black was already too pained to speak, only able to glare at Su Peijiu with resentful eyes, unblinking.
Su Peijiu smiled lightly: "Hua Qian, go sprinkle fresh meat powder on him. When new flesh grows back, continue slicing. I have all night to wait for you to speak."
Hua Qian nodded and took out a bottle of medicine from her sleeve. This fresh meat powder was very expensive, but Nan Xie Tower had plenty of money. Since the Master of the Building was interested, she could also observe the structure beneath human skin; why not?
As soon as new flesh began to grow, Su Peijiu fiddled with Hua Qian's bottles and jars, finally stopping at a red bottle: "Go find an experienced girl from the flower house who has good skills and sprinkle this medicine on him."
To achieve her goals by any means necessary... Qi Mo, this is what you taught me.
The flower house girl quickly arrived; the man in black's eyes were already bloodshot. The girl was also clever; seeing the situation, she did not hesitate and directly stepped forward to remove her outer garment, revealing a pink belly band as she touched the bound man's body...
Su Peijiu leaned back in her chair, watching how the bound man struggled and glared angrily at the flower house girl. A glance at Black Crow, who understood and stepped forward to stab into the inner thigh of that man. The intertwining pain of blood made his face flush with agony; he could no longer endure it.
"I, I... give me the antidote..."
Su Peijiu heard this but showed no sign of amusement. She gestured for Hua Qian to give the person the antidote, and after waiting for the person to catch their breath, she spoke up: "Why did Qi Mo send you all out to provoke the martial arts world?"
"For something."
"What is it?"
"...Something that can open the Linglong Spine." The person was completely exhausted, hanging in mid-air, their sweat mingling with the blood from before, dripping onto the dark ground.
Su Peijiu narrowed her eyes: "Is that all?" She did not believe it. Qi Mo was not that foolish; even if he knew her background and that Su Chi could not open her Linglong Spine, it would be unlikely for him to go through such trouble to find someone in the martial arts world. Moreover, wouldn't an ordinary person's first reaction be to bring her relatives from the Crimson Kingdom?
"If you don't provide complete information, I have many forms of punishment you can try one by one." Her tone was calm, but the person immediately trembled all over, unable to hide their fear in their eyes: "There’s more, there’s more..."
"What else?" Su Peijiu frowned impatiently: "It’s best if you spill everything at once; my patience is limited."
"Su Xiang is plotting a rebellion, and the Desolate King plans to take advantage of this chaos to control the martial arts world."
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