Chapter 58: Pay the Price for Your Stupidity

The birthmark man's expression changed, his brows knitted tightly, and a cold glint suddenly flashed in his eyes. His voice turned chilling and resolute: "Jiang Jiang Mingyu, what do you mean?"

Jiang Jiang Mingyu felt the birthmark man's sudden low and ferocious aura, but he quickly regained his composure and asked back in a calm and unhurried tone: "What do you think?"

The birthmark man sneered, a trace of ruthlessness flashing in his eyes.

He struck a pose of deep scheming and spoke slowly in a warning tone: "I don't believe you would actually dare to kill us brothers." The corners of his mouth turned up, as if mocking Jiang Jiang Mingyu's weakness and incompetence.

"I've seen plenty of scenes with axes chopping and blades hacking. Don't try to scare us with this; it won't work."

The birthmark man continued speaking, his tone filled with arrogance and disdain.

Jiang Jiang Mingyu frowned, pondering whether the other party seemed emboldened and if they truly possessed strength worth relying on.

"I'm not afraid to tell you, we brothers are well-known and respected figures in the Regional Military Commissioner of Asmo," the birthmark man said proudly.

Jiang Jiang Mingyu thought to himself that this man's ability to brag was perhaps a bit excessive.

"Not only does His Highness Prince Qi trust me and him greatly, but many high officials are also our brothers' friends," the birthmark man continued to boast.

"You've heard of the Nine Gates Commander, right? He is my elder brother, and there are many other little brothers, so I won't mention them."

"In short, if you offend us, you won't have a good outcome, understand, my lord?"

The birthmark man deliberately dragged out the last three words, his tone revealing a warning that made Jiang Jiang Mingyu's heart tighten.

The stutterer, tied up nearby, also chimed in: "Y-yes, my elder brother... is right..."

"If you... offend... us, you won't... be able to... die... peacefully."

Tu Tu Kesiluo, standing aside, struggled to hold back his laughter, closed his mouth, and frowned. He secretly cursed that these two were genuine big liars, their skill at boasting simply unmatched.

After listening to their bragging, Jiang Jiang Mingyu's expression remained indifferent, but his eyes narrowed slightly, and a hint of a cold sneer appeared on his lips.

He remained silent, having already calculated more than a dozen ways to deal with these two in his mind.

Jiang Jiang Mingyu deliberately widened his eyes, putting on a look of surprise as if he had heard incredible news.

He looked the two of them up and down, smacked his lips, and said: "Good, very good. I really didn't expect that the two of you would be such prominent figures; one truly cannot judge a person by their appearance."

His tone was full of deliberate flattery and obsequiousness.

Hearing such praise, the birthmark man felt secretly delighted, twisted his large mouth, and said proudly: "Of course, just look at us brothers..."

Halfway through, he suddenly became alert, his expression changing: "Damn it, you are being sarcastic about us in a roundabout way!"

Seeing that he had seen through his sarcasm, Jiang Jiang Mingyu thought that this man was not as stupid as he appeared on the surface.

The birthmark man gritted his teeth, intense anger burning in his eyes, his hands clenched tightly into fists, with veins bulging from the force.

He glared viciously at Jiang Jiang Mingyu, as if he wanted to swallow him alive.

"What do we brothers have to do with it? Blind your dog eyes! Release us immediately!" He suddenly roared loudly, his voice like thunder, making Jiang Jiang Mingyu's eardrums ache.

Jiang Jiang Mingyu remained unmoved, casting a calm glance at the birthmark man, knowing that this person was trying his best to conceal his inner panic and helplessness.

"If you let us go, we brothers can plead for you before His Highness Prince Qi," the birthmark man threatened again, "Otherwise, you have only one path: death!"

Jiang Jiang Mingyu raised an eyebrow to examine him, seeing the fear on his face, and knew these words were merely a bluff.

The stutterer followed up: "Yes, if you don't... let... us... go, you just wait... wait... wait to die."

The birthmark man then cursed: "Don't think that because you are an Imperial Envoy, we brothers fear you; you are nothing." The birthmark man continued to mock Jiang Jiang Mingyu.

"This is the Regional Military Commissioner of Asmo; even calling you an official is flattering you."

"You dog thing from Jingcheng, you aren't even worthy to carry our shoes!" the birthmark man continued to insult.

Jiang Jiang Mingyu took no offense; he read the fluctuating panic in this person's eyes and already understood that the other party was actually terrified, worried that his true identity would be exposed.

"What you said just now was very correct; we are indeed here by order to deal with you, so what?"

"Falling into your hands is because we were tricked by that old dead thing; otherwise, just based on you, we would have died eight times over long ago."

"Release us, and we brothers guarantee that not only will we not make things difficult for you this time, but we will also plead for you; otherwise..."

A hint of mockery appeared in Jiang Jiang Mingyu's eyes: "Otherwise what?"

The birthmark man sneered: "Once we fail to return on time, relying on Prince Qi's favor and trust in us, he will surely come personally to question and punish."

"By then, not to mention you, Jiang Jiang Mingyu, everyone of you will be chopped into a thousand pieces."

"I have said what needs to be said; you, Jiang Jiang Mingyu, are also a person with a brain; decide for yourself what to do."

The stutterer followed his words, stammering: "You... think... think... think clearly."

Jiang Jiang Mingyu snorted lightly, his eyes full of mockery. He looked the two of them up and down, seeing through their deceptive tricks.

"To be able to speak so eloquently about the two dogs that control Prince Qi, what a fine talent for speech," Jiang Jiang Mingyu said with sarcasm.

The birthmark man's face turned red, and he secretly clenched his fists.

Jiang Jiang Mingyu narrowed his eyes and nodded thoughtfully: "Since Prince Qi trusts you so much, why did he still send you to die?"

"Could it be that you two are the most capable under Prince Qi? Even the Nine Gates Commander and such brothers have been mobilized?" Jiang Jiang Mingyu asked back.

The birthmark man was suddenly startled, a trace of panic flashing across his face.

Jiang Jiang Mingyu saw through the turmoil in his heart and already knew this person was bluffing.

"According to the skills you boast of, Prince Qi should have enshrined you in a temple with abundant incense," Jiang Jiang Mingyu continued to mock him.

"Calling you out on such a cold day is using an ox-cleaver to kill a chicken; I just hope you can withstand the cold," Jiang Jiang Mingyu said with humor.

Seeing the bluff about to collapse, the birthmark man coughed dryly: "Sending us is because Prince Qi trusts us; even if I tell you, you won't understand."

"Enough, enough nonsense has been said; release us immediately."

"If you dare to touch us, it is declaring war on Prince Qi; you must think clearly about the consequences."

"Otherwise, not only Prince Qi, but all my brothers in the Regional Military Commissioner of Asmo, upon learning of our trouble, will personally chop you into pieces."

Jiang Jiang Mingyu gradually stopped smiling: "You even know you are talking too much nonsense; do you feel you are very humorous?"

"Let me tell you again, since you fell into this official's hands, you have lost the chance to see tomorrow's sun."

"Didn't you say Prince Qi relies heavily on you? Then this official must rise to the challenge and chop you down."

"I want to see how this Prince Qi, who holds power over the court, will take my life?"

The two stared at each other, horrified to realize Jiang Jiang Mingyu did not regard the Prince of Qi at all. They finally understood they could no longer maintain their bluff.

"And as for those big brothers and little brothers of yours, if you want revenge, come whenever you like; this official welcomes you anytime."

"If you fear those people won't know you died in Linzhang, this official can send someone to deliver your heads back to them."

His expression grew colder, his voice losing all warmth: "That way, when they seek revenge later, they won't fear taking the wrong path."

Upon hearing this, the birthmark man's pupils suddenly contracted, his face turning ashen like earth.

The cold resolve in Jiang Jiang Mingyu's tone confirmed their fate was doomed to be dire.

"In your words, enough nonsense. Tu Tu Kesiluo, send these two great figures on their way."

Tu Tu Kesiluo said not a word of nonsense; his sword immediately left its scabbard: "Two of you, are you ready?"

The cold blade instantly panicked the birthmark man: "Jiang Jiang Mingyu... no... Imperial Envoy, Lord Jiang."

"Let's talk things over first. Put the sword down, don't be impulsive, stay calm."

And that stutterer was even worse; the instant the sword left its scabbard, his pants and shoes were soaked, dripping drop by drop.

Jiang Jiang Mingyu spoke coldly: "What's wrong? You two great figures who have seen big scenes, and yet you are afraid?"

"I really don't know what your big brothers and little brothers would think seeing you act so cowardly."

"Rest assured, you are great figures; this official will not mistreat you."

"This subordinate of mine is skilled in martial arts; he guarantees you will feel no pain at all. Act."

Seeing Tu Tu Kesiluo approach a few more steps, the birthmark man panicked even more; he slammed his head hard against the wooden post behind him, as if kowtowing.

While kowtowing, he finally stopped being stubborn: "Lord Jiang, no! Those words just now were all made up by me."

"We are merely household slaves of the Prince of Qi's mansion, not some damn great figures."

"Saying those words was just to make Lord Jiang afraid, so you could spare our lives."

"My lord, sending us to harm you was the Prince of Qi's idea; we had no choice."

"Considering I have a ninety-two-year-old mother above and a nursing younger brother below, just treat us like a fart and let us go."

"Lord Jiang, we are all pitiful people..."

A ninety-two-year-old mother, a nursing brother; Tu Tu Kesiluo stumbled. This reproductive ability is truly formidable!

Jiang Jiang Mingyu's eyes were filled with ice and snow: "Pitiful people? Pitiful people who go against their conscience and seek this official's life?"

"To win two bones in front of the Prince of Qi, you dared not ask right from wrong and attempted to harm this official."

"Who do you think you are? You think your background can intimidate me? Ridiculous!" Jiang Jiang Mingyu's voice carried mockery and disdain.

The birthmark man's face turned deathly pale, and the stutterer trembled uncontrollably, his face full of terror.

Jiang Jiang Mingyu slowly approached them, cold, sharp light flickering in his eyes.

"You are household slaves of the Prince of Qi's mansion, merely a pack of cowardly dogs, utterly ridiculous!" Jiang Jiang Mingyu's voice was cold and ruthless.

The birthmark man and the stutterer involuntarily stepped back, feeling the killing intent radiating from Jiang Jiang Mingyu.

"You think your background can protect you? Let me tell you, I will make you taste the full flavor of suffering!" Jiang Jiang Mingyu's voice was low and resolute.

The birthmark man and the stutterer's faces grew even paler; they felt the shadow of death looming over them.

Jiang Jiang Mingyu slowly raised his hand, a trace of cruel amusement flashing in his eyes.

"You will pay the price for your stupidity. Now, prepare to welcome your death! Tu Tu Kesiluo, kill." Jiang Jiang Mingyu's voice was filled with malice.

The birthmark man and the stutterer trembled, instantly turning ashen; they understood their despair had arrived and escape was impossible.

"Imperial Envoy, don't..." The words were not yet finished.

Tu Tu Kesiluo, showing no mercy, swung the sword in his hand; sword light flashed, and in an instant, two streaks of blood sprayed upward.

The bodies of the birthmark man and the stutterer fell powerlessly; their lives had been taken by Tu Tu Kesiluo.

Tu Tu Kesiluo sheathed his sword, gazing coldly at the two fallen corpses; his eyes held not a shred of pity or reluctance.