Chapter 353: The Demon Lord Princess's Daily Loafing Chapter 353: Threatening Him with His Son

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Protagonist:

Yan Qianqian

Lin Shu stared wide-eyed, looking in utter shock at the man being escorted in by two soldiers—it was actually his son Lin Shuo!

He had never expected to see his own son here, and for a moment his mind exploded like a boiling pot, all sorts of thoughts and excuses surging like a tide.

Lin Shuo was thrown to the ground by the two soldiers like a rotten sack, and he staggered, nearly falling. But when he raised his head and saw Lin Shu tied up tightly not far away, his spine suddenly straightened, as if he had found a life-saving straw.

"Why haven't you let me go yet!" Lin Shuo shouted at the top of his lungs, "My father is right here! He's the grand Inspector of Yu Zhou, and in this Yu Zhou, my father's word is law!" His voice echoed in the air, carrying a hint of smugness and arrogance.

Hearing these words, Lin Shu was so angry he nearly fainted. He glared fiercely at Song Shanshan standing beside him, his gaze seeming to say: "Look at the good son you've raised!"

Song Shanshan trembled all over at Lin Shu's glare, lowered her head guiltily, and dared not make a sound.

And Ai Jiao, standing on the other side, already had a bad temper; hearing Lin Shuo speak so arrogantly, she was even more furious beyond measure.

Without a word, he drew the sword at his waist with a "shua," stepped up to Lin Shuo, and pressed the sword tip directly against Lin Shuo's neck.

"It seems you still haven't recognized your situation!" Ai Jiao said through gritted teeth, a flash of cold light in his eyes.

Lin Shuo was scared pale by Ai Jiao's sudden action, his arrogance vanishing without a trace. His throat bobbed up and down as he forced out a sentence with difficulty: "Father... save me... father..."

Lin Shu could no longer maintain his previous composure and dignity, and he cursed furiously: "Idiot! Shut your mouth!"

Lin Shuo was left dumbfounded by the scolding, opening and closing his mouth as if he still wanted to say something, but suddenly felt a sharp pain in his neck, like being pricked by a needle. He was instantly too scared to make a sound, afraid that opening his mouth would separate his head from his neck.

Standing to one side, Lin Shu, though resentful of Lin Shuo's uselessness, was after all his own flesh and blood, and his only son; he truly could not bear to watch his son suffer.

So Lin Shu hurriedly knelt and kowtowed, pleading: "Adult, please spare my son! I guarantee I will hold nothing back and tell you everything; please show mercy!"

Seeing this, Yan Wang snorted coldly and said: "Then first tell me what exactly your relationship with Yale is? If there's half a lie, your son's little life will be forfeited right here!" His voice was cold and intimidating, sending chills down one's spine.

Hearing this, Lin Shu trembled all over, not daring to hesitate in the slightest, and hurriedly replied: "My relationship with Yale is one of cooperation."

Yan Wang furrowed his brow, clearly dissatisfied with this answer, and pressed: "Tell me in detail!"

Lin Shu took a deep breath, composed himself, and continued: "When Yale first came to our village to burn, kill, and plunder, I got the news and immediately led people to support them."

But the people sent were all cruelly killed by him. Later, he would occasionally come to rob other villages, and I could only take people to guard those villages. Although the villages he went to each time were random, there was still some pattern to follow.

Just like that, I led people to lie in ambush and keep watch around several villages where he might appear, working without rest. After days of bitter waiting, heaven rewards the diligent, and I finally caught him!

That day, as usual, he led his men to a certain village to prepare for robbery. On my side, we were already fully prepared; seeing him appear, I immediately led everyone to strike quickly.

The two sides engaged in close combat instantly, launching into a fierce melee. Since we had divided into several small teams beforehand, with relatively limited numbers in each team, both sides fought with great difficulty in this chaotic battle, unable to determine a winner.

Although we successfully stopped his robbery plan, our side also paid a heavy price, with many people injured in the battle.

However, this victory did not let me breathe easy, because this villain would obviously not let it go. Indeed, not long after, he actually escalated, sending out three teams at once to attack three different villages respectively.

Facing such a cunning enemy, I could only continue to adopt the strategy of lying in ambush. Fortunately, this time I successfully ambushed one of the villages and successfully protected it.

But the other two villages were not so lucky; since I did not ambush them, they suffered a terrible plundering, and the villagers' property was looted clean.

During that time, I was truly worried to the point of being unable to eat or sleep, racking my brains to think of countermeasures.

Later, I realized that such passive defense could not be a long-term solution, so I decided to change strategy. Besides leaving the necessary troops to guard the city, I sent almost all the remaining forces to several nearby villages.

At first, this method indeed had some effect, successfully resisting several of his attacks.

But good times didn't last; this villain soon noticed my change in deployment. So he began to act unpredictably, sometimes going to rob villages farther away first, catching me off guard;

sometimes attacking several villages in a row within a single day, leaving me exhausted and running around. Facing his so unpredictable tactics, I was truly at my wit's end, unable to defend against them! I pondered for a long time and finally wrote that letter.

The letter's content was earnest, describing in detail the difficulties we currently faced, hoping the Prefect of Tongling Commandery could pass the news up, so more reinforcements could come to help us through the crisis. However, after I handed the letter to him, it was like a stone sinking into the sea, with no news at all.

At first, I comforted myself, perhaps the Prefect was just busy with affairs and temporarily forgot this matter. But as time passed, I began to realize things might not be so simple. How could such a big matter be delayed? Every day of delay made our situation more difficult.

So I decided to write to the Prefect again, reminding him of our urgent need. Just like that, I wrote letter after letter, but each time was like a stone sinking into the sea, with no response at all.

When I was feeling desperate, in a chance skirmish, Yale found me. He proposed a condition: as long as I no longer interfered with their actions, he could guarantee they would only come to harass us a few times each month, and would share a portion of the loot with me.

I was very angry at this proposal; how could I collude with the enemy? This was simply betrayal! But Yale's next words made me feel like I had fallen into an ice cellar—he told me the Prefect of Tongling Commandery was actually his man. This explained why I had written so many letters but never received any support.