Chapter 860: First Volume_Chapter 860: Loyalty or Biting the Master?

First Volume_Chapter 860: Loyalty or Biting the Master?

With Liu Ming's skills, he could have completely dodged Qin Feng's attack, but he didn't, allowing Qin Feng to strike with lethal intent.

He gazed into Qin Feng's eyes, and despite the fear in his heart, he gritted his teeth and answered: "Shu Xi's duty is to protect Marquis Qin, at any cost."

Qin Feng's eyes were cold and frosty: "You're not protecting me—you're protecting yourselves!"

"This is meant to turn me into a heartless tool of power!"

"Remember my words: my family, my Comrades—even if they commit the most heinous crimes, even if they incur the wrath of Heaven and divine punishment, it is not for the Jinyiwei to lay a hand on them!"

"I don't care what Mo Li said, and I don't care about the duties of the Jinyiwei!"

"Anyone who dares to touch my family and Comrades, I will personally slaughter the entire Jinyiwei and snap the blade I forged with my own hands. I, Qin Feng, am a man, with the seven emotions and six desires. Everything I do is for my family and Comrades. Don't you dare try to turn me into a tool of Authority, don't you dare deify me and strip away my humanity!"

"Whether in the past, the present, or the future, I will never become the Liang Emperor."

Feeling the absolute resolve in Qin Feng's eyes, Liu Ming took a deep breath and nodded heavily: "Shu Xi understands."

"As Marquis Qin wishes, should that day truly come for your family and Comrades, the Jinyiwei will deliver them before you, for you to personally deal with."

Qin Feng gripped the Dagger, and unlike how he had treated Ning Hu with such care, he simply pulled it out.

Blood gushed continuously from Liu Ming's abdomen, his face turning pale at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Qin Feng shook both arms, the cotton blanket sliding off his body, and he suddenly stood up, looking down at Liu Ming with contempt, simply watching him bleed.

The military physician was right beside them, but without Qin Feng's nod, no one dared step forward to stop Liu Ming's bleeding.

Qin Feng intended to deliberately punish Liu Ming, to let him bleed out his very last drop.

"It seems you still haven't grasped the situation."

"Give you an inch of color, and you think you can open a dye house."

"Because I stay silent, you think it's理所当然? I'll give you one phrase: courting death!"

"Answer me!"

"When did I ever hand over the power of life and death to the Jinyiwei?"

Liu Ming's face was deathly pale. Feeling the oppressive aura emanating from Qin Feng, he swayed unsteadily.

In this world, Liu Ming feared no one—not even his master Mo Li—except Qin Feng alone.

"Marquis Qin... never handed the power of life and death to the Jinyiwei."

Thud...

The moment Liu Ming answered, the Dagger slipped from Qin Feng's hand, hitting the ground with a crisp sound that struck straight at the depths of Liu Ming's heart.

Qin Feng raised his right hand and said in a deep voice: "Saber."

The Anwu Guard standing nearby didn't dare hesitate for a moment, hastily placing the Waist Saber into Qin Feng's hand, then retreating with head lowered.

Qin Feng gripped the saber hilt, his eyes filled with contemptuous disdain as he looked down at Liu Ming: "Kneel properly."

Liu Ming knew his end was near, but he still obeyed, dropping to both knees, head lowered, awaiting the moment the blade would fall.

The current state of the Jinyiwei had not exceeded Qin Feng's expectations.

After all... every spy organization is the same—once it grows powerful, it inevitably oversteps its bounds.

Of course, this isn't the Jinyiwei's fault. After all, this is the natural attribute of any spy organization—a spy organization that doesn't overstep is an incompetent one.

Today, Qin Feng intended to pull the Authority back in.

"Since the founding of the Jinyiwei, you have rendered meritorious service for this Marquis. It can be said that this Marquis's achievements today owe the greatest credit to the Jinyiwei."

"You are this Marquis's eyes and ears, and the Dagger in his hand. Even the once world-renowned Black Commandant has paled in comparison to the Jinyiwei."

"I am deeply proud of your abilities, and I bear no grudge against your excesses today. But the time has come to do what must be done now."

"All Jinyiwei, kneel before me."

As his words fell, the Ten Plus Jinyiwei present all dropped to their knees without the slightest hesitation.

It cannot be denied that the Jinyiwei is the sharpest blade in Qin Feng's hand, and the most convenient to use. But if this blade is too sharp, it will eventually cut Qin Feng himself.

Qin Feng's gaze was resolute.

"The Jinyiwei purges traitors, eliminates unstable elements, strikes everywhere to gather Military Intelligence, and assassinates all those unfavorable to this Marquis. It must be said—beautifully done!"

"But none of these actions were ordered by this Marquis."

"The Jinyiwei has grown too free. Under the guise of protecting me, you do whatever you wish, kill whoever you wish. This is something I will absolutely not permit or indulge."

"Go back and tell Mo Li: it's time for him to step down!"

At these words, Liu Ming's body trembled violently. He hadn't expected Qin Feng to directly take action against Mo Li.

Mo Li was not only one of the founders of the Jinyiwei, but also the most important founding elder of Beixi County. Countless rising stars of the Jinyiwei were personally trained by Mo Li.

With a casual wave of his hand, the Tianji Camp Guards—who knew nothing but war and killing—stepped forward before Qin Feng.

The Tianji Camp Guards may not be as all-capable as the Jinyiwei, but they are Qin Feng's most loyal and reliable subordinates.

Qin Feng issued the order with iron resolve: "Convey this Marquis's Military Order: have the Tianji Camp Guards rush to Beixi County to supervise Mo Li's handover of power. From this day forth, the Jinyiwei shall have only one master: Mingyue Princess Li Xiaolan."

"Aren't the Jinyiwei accustomed to killing? Then this Marquis wants to see whether the Jinyiwei is truly skilled at killing, or whether the Tianji Camp Guards' killing techniques are a cut above."

"Any Jinyiwei who harbors grievances shall be beheaded without mercy!"

"Once Mo Li peacefully hands over his power, house him in Beixi County and provide for him well. Otherwise—kill!"

The two Tianji Camp Guards nodded heavily and turned to leave.

The remaining Tianji Camp Guards stared coldly at the Jinyiwei. With a single order from Qin Feng, they could slaughter this group of spies in an instant.

In the pure art of killing, the Jinyiwei couldn't hold a candle to the Tianji Camp Guards.

The Tianji Camp Guards were the trump card Qin Feng held to keep the Jinyiwei in check.

For those skilled at scheming and accustomed to hiding in the shadows, pure violence is the hardest to resist.

"From this day forth, any criminal captured by the Jinyiwei—unless absolutely necessary—shall not be killed on a whim. They must first be reported to Lin Quqi, and only after a verdict is reached may they be executed. If the target holds a high position, they must first be reported to this Marquis."

"The Jinyiwei no longer has the power to act on its own!"

As his words fell, Qin Feng slashed his blade at Liu Ming, but deliberately struck Liu Ming's Shoulder Armor: "This life, I'll note it down for you first. If you dare offend again, the next place I cut won't be the shoulder."

"My Qin Feng's family and Comrades — you dare touch them too? Heh, I wonder who gave you the Courage to bite your master."

Liu Ming's face went deathly pale, and he collapsed to his knees on the ground: "Shu Xi has remembered."

Qin Feng gave a look, and the military doctor hurried forward, dragging Liu Ming back into the room to bandage him.

Ning Hu lay趴在 the window, having witnessed the entire scene, already in tears.