Chapter 157: You got your way

The black-clad man sprawled on the ground clutched his waist and wailed; he had believed his drug had already knocked out everyone inside and outside the room, and the one on the roof had also been taken care of by his companion, so all that remained was to carry the women out to report back—mission accomplished.

Who knew they still had reinforcements?!

Who is it?!

He hadn't even gotten up to see clearly when a chair flew and smashed into him; his rising body was slammed back down, his body wedged between the chair's four legs and pressed to the floor.

Immediately, a foot stomped hard on the chair, pinning him completely immobile.

The black-clad man lifted his eyes and met a pair of scarlet eyes, like they came from hell, gloomy and terrifying; he instantly broke out in a cold sweat.

As a desperate outlaw, he killed without blinking; he had never known how to write the word "fear," let alone break into a cold sweat.

This was the first time in his life that he felt fear from a single glance; he could see death in it.

"Who sent you?" Gu Rongjin asked with a smile.

He smiled, but the black-clad man's cold sweat only increased, his lips trembling uncontrollably; he looked up at the man before him, as if gazing into darkness, ready to be devoured at any moment.

"Not talking?"

The black-clad man saw the man's hand placed over his heart, and suddenly felt as if his heart were being clenched.

Even if he were terrified, his years as a fugitive would not allow him to show weakness; he thus endured the standoff with Gu Rongjin, despite his fear being obvious.

"If you won't talk, then die." Gu Rongjin smiled, and his grip suddenly tightened.

The black-clad man's eyes widened instantly; he felt his flesh pierced by the fingers, a tearing pain radiating from his heart throughout his limbs.

He suspected the man would plunge his five fingers straight into his body and pull out his heart!

Gu Rongjin coldly regarded the ashen-faced man, then his expression shifted; he withdrew his hand and looked back behind him.

Clad in white, Mu Yuanzhi looked at Gu Rongjin: "Who is he?"

The black-clad man stared in shock—she hadn't fainted?!

Gu Rongjin gave a relieved smile: "Thank heavens, you seem smarter than I imagined, my lady."

Turns out she was faking it!

If it weren't inappropriate now, Mu Yuanzhi would definitely give Gu Rongjin a white-eye.

She's always been smart, alright!

At that moment, the Qilin, who had been feigning unconsciousness on the ground, also rose, stretched his limbs, and complained: "That fall almost shook my bones apart!"

Pei Shangling also rushed in from outside: "Ah Zhi, are you alright?!"

One after another, the black-clad man gaped in astonishment!

He had thought his flawless plan had already been seen through by so many people.

A desperate outlaw ought to have his life hanging by a thread, yet he feared Gu Rongjin; he felt death at this man's hands would be extremely painful, but he could not bring himself to beg for mercy, which would be humiliating, so he stiffened his neck and remained locked in a stalemate here.

However, the flesh where the fingers had probed still ached; it hurt so much that breathing was difficult, each breath frightening him.

Mu Yuanzhi glanced at Pei Shangling, ignored him; Pei Shangling saw his sister was unharmed and felt relieved, then turned his gaze to the black-clad man, his expression fierce: "Speak! Who sent you?!"

The black-clad man snorted coldly and said nothing.

Pei Shangling instantly flared with rage, lunged forward, but was stopped by Gu Rongjin, who said: "No need for the Fourth Prince to trouble himself; this official can handle the interrogation."

He couldn't trust handing the man over to Pei Shangling's hands; who knows if they're in cahoots?

Besides Pei Shangling, no one else present believed he wasn't an accomplice of the black-clad man.

Pei Shangling had no choice but to relent: "Fine, you go ahead."

Gu Rongjin smiled, then repeated his old trick, plunging his hand in again!

Intense pain shot up to the black-clad man's forehead; he thought he would die instantly, but he didn't—he remained conscious, feeling the tearing agony from his heart.

From Mu Yuanzhi's perspective, she couldn't see how Gu Rongjin struck; she only saw the black-clad man's face turn pale instantly and his hands and feet trembling uncontrollably.

From her angle she couldn't see, but from Qilin's and Pei Shangling's view it was crystal clear; they shuddered, especially Pei Shangling, whose mind could only flash two words—pervert!

Such a brutal, unique method—he had never heard of its like!

Qilin too had never seen his cheap master use such a method; he couldn't help swallowing.

Although Mu Yuanzhi couldn't see clearly, seeing the expressions of Pei Shangling and Qilin, she couldn't help wanting to come over and see what was happening.

At that moment, the black-clad man finally couldn't hold out; he shakily spoke: "I'll talk! I'll talk!"

Bean-sized sweat droplets covered his whole face; his lips turned white to bluish, and even speaking came out tremulous: "It's Princess Yunxi!"

Sure enough, it was her—no surprise.

Aside from Pei Shangling, everyone else's expression remained unchanged.

Pei Shangling stepped back, somewhat incredulous.

Although he already knew Pei Yunxi was no good person, it was still hard for him to accept that his own sister had harmed someone, and he found it difficult to stay calm.

Yunxi, again Yunxi!

Why must she harm Ah Zhi?!

Gu Rongjin gave a cold snort, unmoved: "Do you have any evidence?"

"None..." the black-clad man said, not daring to meet Gu Rongjin's eyes: "This woman is very sly; when she contacted me, she had an old woman in a cloak, standing far away."

Mu Yuanzhi raised an eyebrow: "Where can that old woman be found?"

"I don't know."

"Then you're useless." Gu Rongjin's fingers probed in a little further.

The black-clad man felt as if all his nerves had been struck by lightning; he let out a wail and then begged repeatedly: "Don't! Don't! I'll talk! I'll talk!"

"My patience is limited." Gu Rongjin said expressionlessly.

The black-clad man dared not even catch his breath, saying: "I've investigated; that old woman lives in the village east of this county, called Granny Huang."

Seeing Gu Rongjin still staring coldly, he dared not relax, and hurriedly said: "That's all I know! I really can't find out anything else!"

Qilin and Mu Yuanzhi exchanged a glance, after receiving Mu Yuanzhi's assent they went over, squatted down, took out the gourd hanging from their necks, without a word poured out a pill and stuffed it into the black-clad man's mouth; Gu Rongjin helped by pressing an acupoint so the pill would smoothly enter his stomach.

The black-clad person was terrified: "What is this?!"

"Don't worry, this is just a little poison that makes the intestines pierce and the belly rot." Qilin said lightly.

The black-clad person's face turned deathly pale.

"If you don't want to die so horribly, go back and tell Pei Yunxi that you've succeeded." Qilin added.