Chapter 690: Wuxia: Even Archrivals Can Become Lovers 24

Mu Huaizhi's gaze gradually cleared, he gripped the sword hilt tightly, and said word by word, "Find the current master of the Earth Evil Palace and kill him."

"That's right then."

Jin Chen pinched his cheek in relief, "If you have something to tell me, just say it instead of keeping it bottled up all day without figuring it out."

Mu Huaizhi pursed his lips, his brows and eyes drooping, "We're not on the same path."

Saying that, Jin Chen naturally knew what he meant.

"There are countless roads in the world; does it matter which one you take? Not at all."

Jin Chen secretly lamented that this identity wasn't ideal; if only he were his wife's little junior disciple, why go to all this trouble?

Little junior disciple...

0731's eyeball rolled, silently noting it.

Mu Huaizhi didn't know if he had heard his words, he raised a hand to touch his slightly warm ears and muttered softly, "Got it."

Jin Chen chuckled lightly, easily wrapping his arms around the person in another embrace, his palm stroking the back in a soothing tone.

"All right, Mu Huaizhi, don't be sad! Turn sorrow into motivation!"

Mu Huaizhi stiffened for a moment, but did not resist.

He turned his head, his earlobes red enough to drip blood.

【Villain Heartthrob Value detected +20, total 40!】

Mu Huaizhi dislikes showing weakness and sadness in front of others.

But at this moment, inexplicably, he didn't want to reject this embrace.

Whether it was because of the person or his low spirits at the moment.

Mu Huaizhi couldn't tell; he never knew how to handle such complicated feelings.

"All right, I'm not angry anymore; let's go interrogate those two men in black."

"Mm."

Seeing the two leave the room, Sang Ning hurried after them, looking left and right, then patted his chest after confirming nothing was amiss.

"Where are we going now?"

"To interrogate the two black-clad men we captured; Sang, do you have any non-lethal but torturous poison?"

Jin Chen took Mu Huaizhi's hand and walked slowly, turning his head to ask Sang Ning beside him.

"Let me look…"

Sang Ning opened his cloth bundle and dug around for a while.

His Wish-Fulfilling Hundred Treasures Bag has a huge capacity; after years of accumulation, he can't even remember some of the medicines inside.

"Got this! Itching powder!"

Sang Ning took out a porcelain bottle, face full of excitement, "I made this by grinding special herbs; once it sticks, it will be extremely itchy!"

Jin Chen: "……"

He sighed and patted Sang Ning's shoulder.

"Sang, you're really… kind."

Sang Ning frowned, feeling this wasn't exactly a compliment.

"My master doesn't let me concoct weird medicines; this one I secretly made myself."

"It's fine, I have my own."

Jin Chen headed toward the woodshed while browsing the system shop.

0731, on the other hand, made a profit filling basins to the brim.

They had already greeted Uncle's family ahead of time; leaving them outside felt uneasy, so it's better to tie them up in the woodshed.

Creak—

The woodshed door was pushed open.

The black-clad man, already awake from unconsciousness, began to struggle violently upon seeing Jin Chen, but his hands and feet were bound and a rag was stuffed in his mouth.

"What are you thrashing about for?"

Jin Chen kicked the tall black-clad man in the belly; from the moment he entered this door, he seemed like a different person—gloomy and cold, his eyes like a venomous snake, making anyone he looked at feel chills down their spine.

He brought back these two black-clad men precisely to perform the 'kill a chicken to scare the monkeys' routine.

After removing the rag from the tall black-clad man's mouth, Jin Chen pinched his chin, his eyes full of bloodthirsty interest.

"I know you want to kill yourself, but dying isn't that simple."

A pill appeared in his palm, and he forced the tall man to swallow it.

"Since they're both poisons, why not try mine?"

"Cough cough cough……"

The tall black-clad man choked, desperately trying to spit out the poison, but it had already dissolved.

"What is this!" his voice hoarse to the extreme.

"Anyway… it won't be worse than your Earth Evil Palace's poison."

Jin Chen pulled Mu Huaizhi to sit on the wooden chair facing the two black-clad men; although the surroundings were clearly shabby, he appeared relaxed, as if sitting in a garden.

"Sang, please go borrow candles and scalding hot oil from Uncle."

"Ah… okay!" Sang Ning immediately ran out.

Playing with Mu Huaizhi's hand, Jin Chen raised an eyebrow at the tall black-clad man, enjoying the sight of the poison taking effect.

Mu Huaizhi was clearly unaccustomed to such a scene; even when facing prisoners, the Heaven Sword Alliance always avoided corporal punishment, preferring peaceful resolution.

Only when there was no other choice would they kill outright; who had ever seen such interrogation methods?

"Huh……"

The poison took effect faster than imagined.

The tall guy curled up in an extremely strange posture, his hands turned extremely stiff, constantly rubbing against the ground, his ten fingers bleeding profusely.

Jin Chen looked on coldly, glanced at the obviously spirit-fluctuating short black-clothed person, and let out a snort.

"You can't even hold on after just getting here?"

"Huh…!"

Although the tall guy was suffering intense pain, he discovered his consciousness was completely clear, even unable to faint.

He glared angrily at Jin Chen, unable to drink his blood.

"These eyes are quite lively."

At this moment, Sang Ning happened to push the door open; seeing the scene on the ground, she was startled but not greatly disturbed.

The medicine people of Medicine King Valley are even stranger than this.

"Brother Jin, here's what you wanted."

Jin Chen took the candle, tilted it to pour out some; the wax was scalding hot but not burning, the temperature was just right.

"What are you going to do?" Mu Huaizhi frowned.

"Of course it's to extract a confession; I don't think the people raised by the Earth Evil Palace would honestly speak without suffering a bit."

Jin Chen squatted down, grabbed the tall guy's face, forcibly restraining him, the corner of his mouth curling into a sinister smile.

"I'll give you a chance; tell me the identity and purpose of the person behind this."

"Get lost…!"

The tall guy was also stubborn; even if the pain made his whole body twitch, he refused to speak.

"Good."

The next second, wax oil dripped into his left eye socket.

"Ahhh—"

The scorching pain swept over his eyeballs, as if iron wire had been thrust in and stirred; the tall guy's trembling grew larger, the pain such that he could only emit a weak hum from his throat.

But under Jin Chen's arm restraint, he had no escape; even though his body shook uncontrollably, his face remained firmly locked.

"Ask again, will you speak or not?"

Jin Chen slowly poured the wax oil onto his neck; the temperature that originally felt not hot on the skin also became painful due to the scorching eye pain, causing him to tremble.

"... Kill me! Ahhh… kill me!"

"Nice dream."

Jin Chen told him not to speak, put down the candle, then used a wooden spoon to scoop boiling hot oil, and you could still hear the sizzling sound.

The hot oil "accidentally" splashed onto the short guy's arm.

He shuddered all over, his fear becoming more evident, trembling as he lifted his head to meet Jin Chen's gaze.

"Oh dear, sorry."

Jin Chen spoke to him with a smile, and again pressed the wooden spoon against the tall guy's cheek skin, blood and tears still flowing continuously.

"This spoonful should have killed you."

"But you just ate my poison; even if you suffered severe injury, you could stay conscious and cling to a breath."

Upon hearing this, the black-clothed person's body, which had been waiting to die, instantly struggled; the face being held twisted in refusal.

"I'll speak! I… will speak!"

"Too late."

Jin Chen gave an evil light laugh, and poured a spoonful of hot oil down.