activa-t Chapter 188 Don’t blame me for being cruel
Chapter 188 Don’t blame me for being cruel
How is this possible? The familiar eyebrows, nose bridge, and even the slightly upturned corners of the mouth are clearly the respected elder of the Taonan Town branch! Why is this face that symbolizes authority and dignity now a plaything in Xiao Zhixue's hands?
"What the hell is going on here? How can you be so...respectable as our branch elder?"
He Yong's voice was trembling, and he was eager to snatch the mask and take a closer look, but his body felt as if it was pressed down by a thousand-pound stone and he couldn't move at all.
With his acupoints sealed, he could only watch as Xiao Zhixue deftly put the human skin mask into her sleeve, as if she was collecting an insignificant item.
Seeing this, Xiao Zhixue curled up a cold smile, and her words were like an ice blade in the cold wind, piercing He Yong's heart.
"This mask was made by Jin Chengfeng. Not only did he brutally kill your branch elder, he also peeled off his face and made this mask, which he put on his own face. Using his superb disguise skills, he transformed himself into the ruler of the Taonan Town branch. Now, are you willing to believe every word I say?"
These words were like huge waves, impacting He Yong's heart.
He recalled the instant change in Jin Chengfeng's expression on the roof. He was only surprised at the time, but he never expected that there was such a shocking secret hidden behind it.
He Yong had actually long been aware of Jin Chengfeng's ambition, but he had never imagined that his methods would be so cruel.
When Jin Chengfeng recommended himself, he dared to use the name of the branch elder. Although He Yong knew that he was good at using poison and had extraordinary martial arts skills, he still arranged him to Taonan Town and made him the deputy of the branch elder.
In just a few years, Jin Chengfeng not only usurped the position of branch elder, but also did such a heinous thing.
If He Yong had not been captured by Xiao Zhixue today, he might never have known that Taonan Town had long been controlled by a man wearing a hypocritical mask.
And Jin Chengfeng's goal is obviously not just as simple as being a branch hall elder. His ultimate goal is probably the position of the chief master of the entire Xuanyu Hall!
Thinking about how he had not been able to see through Jin Chengfeng's true face for many years, He Yong's anger erupted like a volcano, mixed with regret.
Xiao Zhixue observed the complex and changing expressions on He Yong's face, feeling secretly proud.
Fortunately, Jin Chengfeng prepared several human skin masks with the same faces, otherwise it would be difficult to convince He Yong completely with just one mask.
He Yong took a deep breath, his eyes full of frustration. He looked at Xiao Zhixue helplessly like a rooster that had lost its fighting spirit, "What do you want from me?"
Xiao Zhixue did not answer directly. Her gaze turned to Fan Yanmu who was silent beside her.
She no longer needed to ask questions about Jin Chengfeng's manipulation of people's hearts.
Fan Yanmu spoke at the right time, his voice steady and powerful, "Three years ago, a fire broke out in the old house in the west of Zhangzhou City. Do you know anything about this incident?"
He Yong was stunned when he heard this, and his mind quickly searched his memory, but the fire did not seem to exist in his memory, and he did not give such an order.
"I know nothing about this matter."
He Yong's answer was frank and direct.
Fan Yanmu stared at He Yong and read sincerity in his eyes, thus concluding that Jin Chengfeng was related to the fire.
"You founded Xuanyu Hall, collected intelligence about Xiliang, and passed it on to the Emperor of Dongchu, hoping to gain a higher position in exchange. Is there anything wrong with what I said?"
Every word Fan Yanmu spoke was like a heavy hammer, hitting He Yong's heart.
He Yong sneered, a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes, "Even so, what can I do? The Emperor of Xiliang is incompetent and the border is in turmoil. I want to find another way out. Join forces with the Emperor of Dongchu to overthrow the Xiliang Dynasty and rebuild a new country. What's wrong with that? If you are sensible, let me go. Otherwise, once the Emperor of Dongchu learns that I died at your hands, he will definitely launch a large-scale attack on Xiliang."
When Fan Yanmu heard that He Yong was determined to overthrow the Xiliang Dynasty, he found it ridiculous.
In his opinion, even if He Yong died, the Emperor of Dongchu might not necessarily send more troops. Even if he did, he would swear to defend the border of Xiliang to the death and not let any Dongchu soldier set foot in Xiliang.
Now that the goal has been achieved, there is no need for He Yong to survive.
Fan Yanmu nodded slightly and signaled to Mo Xingjun.
Mo Xingjun understood what he meant and took the sword from Guo Mo. The tip of the sword flashed a cold silver light in the air and pierced He Yong's chest.
The sword easily penetrated He Yong's clothes, blood gushed out, and his body fell heavily to the ground, without a sound.
Ding Xiang, who witnessed all this, was frightened out of her wits by this sudden change. She let out a heart-wrenching scream, then fell to her knees in front of Xiao Zhixue with a plop. She grabbed Xiao Zhixue's skirt tightly with both hands, and tears flowed out like a dam bursting. She sobbed and begged: "Xiao Zhixue, please forgive me! My parents have suffered misfortune, and now my grandfather has passed away because of you. For the sake of the unborn child in my belly, please let me go this time. I promise that I will never disturb your life again, and I will bring up this child safely."
Dingxiang's face was as pale as paper, and her tears fell like pearls from a broken string, making her look particularly sad and helpless.
If it were someone else, they might feel sympathy for this maternal plea.
After all, she was not a member of Xuan Yu Tang and had never participated in any conspiracy. Moreover, she was pregnant, so it was inevitable that people would sympathize with her in such a situation.
However, Xiao Zhixue has always been clear about gratitude and grudges, and would never be soft-hearted just because of a few crying complaints.
"Lilac, I once gave you a chance to live, but you didn't cherish it. So don't blame me for being cruel and ruthless."
After she finished speaking, Xiao Zhixue lightly wiped the short blade in her hand, and a blood mark appeared on Dingxiang's neck.
Blood splattered everywhere, and Xiao Zhixue kicked Dingxiang's body away in disgust, slapping the corner of her clothes that she had touched, as if it was an unbearable filth.
Seeing that there was no one alive in the Xuanyu Hall headquarters, Mo Xingjun bowed to Fan Yanmu and said, "Master Fan, the enemies here have been completely eliminated. I plan to leave Zhangzhou tomorrow morning."
Fan Yanmu snorted lightly, tacitly agreeing to Mo Xingjun's request.
Mo Xingjun's gaze moved slowly, finally settling on Xiao Zhixue's pretty face, with an imperceptible lingering feeling and reluctance flashing in the depths of his eyes.
He opened his thin lips slightly, his voice carrying a bit of heaviness and helplessness: "Miss Xiao, after today's separation, it is hard to predict whether we can meet again in the future. I hope you can take good care of yourself in this troubled world and be well."
After hearing this, Xiao Zhixue smiled faintly and her eyes flashed with determination.
She also clasped her fists in return, her tone gentle but firm: "Don't worry, Mr. Mo, I will take good care of myself. No matter the weather, my heart remains the same."