Chapter 1034: with translation of chapter title

He's fine, just fainted!

Hu Yuyan said coldly, "Killing him would dirty these clothes, ruining my plan."

Chen Wuji stared at Chen Xingyuan's face for a few breaths, "I'll tentatively believe you."

I never lied to you; I could kill him, but there's no need.

"Alright, let's talk about something else." Chen Wuji said, "If I'm not mistaken, you were forced here by Li Qichen, intentionally selling yourself to be humiliated, right?"

Hu Yuyan's expression stiffened for a moment, "This has nothing to do with you."

"Originally it really had nothing to do with me, and I even paid a hundred taels as a deposit, preparing to vie for that pillow-side position with you, to discuss life in depth." Chen Wuji smiled faintly, "But now, it does."

Hu Yuyan's face visibly reddened, as if a bucket of red paint had been poured over it, red from the tips of her ears down to below her neck.

"The Uyghurs have no place for your Qili Tribe to settle, but I do; want to consider it?" Chen Wuji smiled faintly.

Hu Yuyan glared at Chen Wuji, "Is this the solution you're giving me?"

"This is what I think is the most cost-effective and simplest solution: kill Li Qichen, have your Qili Tribe defect to me, a win-win."

The Qili Tribe will not become traitors!

You've lost your freedom; can you still be the master of the Qili Tribe?

I don't need to be in charge; the Qili Tribe will not become traitors.

"Then there's nothing to discuss; let's just stalemate like this, do as you please!" Chen Wuji suddenly gave up.

"You..." Hu Yuyan exclaimed angrily, "Aren't you afraid I'll kill you?"

Go ahead and kill! Anyway, the knife is in your hand; I can't decide for you. If you kill me, my people will chop you all into mincemeat, and nobody will fare well.

Chen Wuji remained calm and patient.

Such a situation is actually best for showing one's mettle; it just depends who can't hold out first.

Upon seeing Chen Wuji's roguish appearance, Hu Yuyan instantly felt somewhat broken.

This was vastly different from what she had imagined.

How the hell does this bastard dare to do this?

After holding it in for a long time, Hu Yuyan shouted anxiously, "The Qili Tribe could never surrender to you; change your terms—how can we get Li Qichen released?"

One hundred thousand head of cattle and sheep, one hundred thousand warhorses!

"Impossible!" Hu Yuyan's voice suddenly rose.

The Qili Tribe is a major tribe of the Uyghurs, yet even the whole tribe couldn't muster a hundred thousand warhorses.

This bastard really dares to make such a demand.

"Then there's nothing to discuss; do as you please." Chen Wuji said with an indifferent expression.

Although it seems we've become prisoners of the steps, the advantage is mine; there's nothing to be timid about.

Hu Yuyan's chest heaved with anger, and suddenly she felt wronged, wanting to cry.

Her plan was clearly fine; why did it turn out like this?

Chen Wuji glanced, smiled faintly, and said, "If you can't make this decision, then don't waste effort—send someone to tell your king my meaning; I think he'd surely be willing to pay some price for his heir."

"You say you're a prisoner of the steps, yet here you are meddling with the Third Prince's heart? They're about to exterminate your Qili Tribe, yet you rush to save your enemy—I really don't understand."

Hu Yuyan said resentfully, "This doesn't need your concern."

"I've just never seen such a stupid woman!" Chen Wuji scoffed, "Actually trying to change the power struggle by currying favor—what were you thinking? Even if your head were full of maggots, you couldn't come up with such an absurd idea."

"Shut up!" Hu Yuyan shouted angrily, her wrist suddenly exerting force.

Chen Wuji raised his chin, "Take it easy—you probably don't want Li Qichen to end up with broken hands and feet, turning into a meatball, right?"

Hu Yuyan's wrist jerked violently, and she quickly controlled her strength.

"Your conditions are too excessive; the Royal Court could never agree—state something they could accept!" Hu Yuyan said resentfully.

"Are my conditions excessive? Do you want to hear what you're saying?" Chen Wuji exclaimed in astonishment, "Li Qichen is your Third Prince; is he not worth a hundred thousand head of cattle and sheep, a hundred thousand warhorses? You Uyghurs don't seem that destitute, do you?"

"Fine, then I'll change it: besides a hundred thousand head of cattle and sheep and a hundred thousand warhorses, I also want a hundred thousand laborers from you, and your Disguise Technique."

Hu Yuyan's pupils contracted instantly, "You... you how can you still add more?"

"If you want to kill me, you can do it now; but if you can't give me what I want within ten days, starting on the eleventh day I'll lock the Third Prince you'd sacrifice your life to protect together with a sow, let him first propagate the Uyghur royal line, then chop off his arms, then his legs, until every inch of his flesh is scraped clean!" Chen Wuji said coldly.

He basically had her measure in mind; no need to waste more time and words.

Hu Yuyan's breath caught, her voice trembling slightly as she said resentfully, "You really aren't afraid of death, are you?"

Chen Wuji's body suddenly leaned back; at the moment his neck cleared the blade, he threw a punch into Hu Yuyan's armpit.

That spot is the major collateral point of the spleen; a punch there will stiffen half the body.

Hu Yuyan hadn't expected such a change; she had no time to react, her body flew out, slammed sideways onto the ground, and was immediately pinned down by seven or eight knives.

"With just this bit of skill, you still dare to play hostage-taker?" Chen Wuji rubbed his neck and snapped coldly.

Hu Yuyan was probably betting he wouldn't dare move with a knife at his throat, but she wouldn't know Chen Wuji had already received Chen Li's hint, making this move effortless.

As long as Chen Li says it's okay, it's absolutely permissible!

Chen Li cares about his life many times more than Chen Wuji does himself.

Hu Yuyan's luck might help elsewhere, but before two grand masters it's useless; her true strength is laid bare.

"Your Highness the Third Prince, let me intercede for the Qili Tribe—look how far they've gone to save you; this is rare." Chen Wuji smiled faintly.

Li Qichen's face right now was as grim as a ghost punished in the underworld for centuries, dark and sinister: "Your terms, I can accept!"

"Still, the Third Prince is straightforward—worthy of a royal!" Chen Wuji praised, then pointed at Li Qichen's subordinates: "Which of these looks pleasing? Pick one."

"Old Wine, go on a trip and tell my father I've agreed to the terms!" Li Qichen ordered.

In the crowd, a middle-aged knight with a wine-red beard stepped forward.

"Your Highness... take care!"

Chen Wuji's mouth twitched slightly, "Besides this, chop the rest!"

「Here! 」

The Personal Guard sprang into action at once, pouncing like tigers and wolves.

"Chen Wuji, I have already agreed to your conditions!" Li Qichen roared ferociously.