Chapter 2020: Loyal Guard Dog (28)
Chapter 2020: Chapter 2020: Loyal Guard Dog (28)
This group of people finally chose to ask for money.But the names they revealed were completely unknown, Chuzheng didn’t even know who they were.
Chuzheng took out a porcelain bottle and placed it on the ground: "Drink this, and you can leave with the silver note."
"This... what is it?"
"Poison," Chuzheng said matter-of-factly, "You don’t think I’d just let you leave like that, do you?"
"..."
"Don’t worry, it won’t kill you." Chuzheng reassured them, "As long as you keep your mouths shut once you’re outside, you’ll be fine."
The group hesitated.
Whoosh—
A long sword was unsheathed and placed against one person’s neck. That person’s body sank, and they fell back onto the ground.
The woman holding the sword spoke coldly, "Drink or die."
The group simultaneously felt a wave of intimidation, especially the one with the sword to their neck, who felt it even more acutely.
"Drink... Drink!!"
The group gradually drank the so-called ’poison,’ the taste... indescribable, but thinking poison probably doesn’t taste good, they had to accept it.
To convince them, Chuzheng even had Yin Xian perform a demonstration on the spot, ensuring the group was sufficiently intimidated before being released.
"Miss Yann, this isn’t proper..."
Shi Yi stopped Chuzheng.
The crowd: "..." Proper, very proper!!
"Don’t worry, they won’t say anything."
The group nodded vigorously, with their lives in others’ hands, they dared not speak out.
The group finally escaped the clutches and disappeared quickly.
The secret chamber felt much more spacious with so many people gone.
Shi Yi looked at Chuzheng, not speaking. The atmosphere felt strange; even Ying Xiang, as oblivious as she was, sensed something was off.
"I... I’ll go out and take a look first." Ying Xiang found an excuse to slip away.
Chuzheng twirled the long sword in the air before handing it to Shi Yi.
When Chuzheng drew the sword, it was so quick that by the time Shi Yi noticed, she had already placed the sword against someone else’s neck.
Shi Yi took a deep breath inwardly and reached out to grab the sword, but Chuzheng didn’t let go.
"Miss Yann?" Shi Yi called out.
Chuzheng’s fingers slightly relaxed, Shi Yi felt a sudden itch in his palm, as if someone had scratched him.
Chuzheng nonchalantly stepped back and walked towards the exit of the chamber.
"What should we do with these?" Scattered on the ground was that Dragon Robe.
Chuzheng turned back and glanced, and casually said, "Leave it there."
Shi Yi: "??" Are you sure?