Chapter 865

Bian Xi was almost in tears.

He had absolutely no memory of these events.

"Sigh..."

Deng Mao shook his head while sighing, saying, "Brother Bian Xi, I truly want to help you, but... but you ruined the Lady's purity. The Lady won't agree to let this go."

"I could choose not to tell the Commander, but the Lady will certainly tell him."

"Then what should I do?" Bian Xi's expression was anxious.

Suddenly, a fierce glint flashed in his eyes.

Dead people.

Only dead people cannot speak.

"Brother Bian Xi, don't go thinking about other things. There is still a chance to turn this around, but if you truly want to act recklessly, then I cannot save you," Deng Mao said.

Deng Mao saw the fierce glint on Bian Xi's face.

Realizing the problem, Bian Xi immediately suppressed the fierce look on his face and explained, "No, no, Brother Deng, you're overthinking it."

Deng Mao curled his lips.

Am I overthinking it?

The expression on your face just now already betrayed you.

Truly simple-minded and brawny.

Thinking that killing someone can silence them—how could it be that simple?

"Brother Bian Xi, things have reached this point; there is no other way but to confess."

Deng Mao pulled Bian Xi and said, "Brother Bian Xi, why not go and confess to the Commander? I will also speak on your behalf."

"I believe the Commander should not make things difficult for you, Brother Bian Xi."

"Ah?"

Bian Xi was given a great fright.

Go and confess to Cheng Yuanzhi?

"This... will this work?"

Deng Mao spread his hands and said, "At this stage, there is no other way; we can only try. But rest assured, Brother Bian Xi, I will certainly speak righteously for you."

"After all... it was because you were drunk, Brother Bian Xi, not something done intentionally."

"Other than this method, I cannot think of any other good way."

Even if Bian Xi was a thousand times unwilling in his heart, he had no other choice.

Running away right now was definitely not an option.

With Deng Mao here, where could he run? He would likely be caught before even leaving the Youzhou Camp.

Concealment was certainly no longer possible.

He could choose not to speak, and Deng Mao could choose not to speak, but Cheng Yuanzhi's wife could not be silenced.

At this point, he could only treat a dead horse as if it were a living one.

"Fine, then... then everything is left to you, Brother Deng Mao," Bian Xi said with a bitter face. "I only ask that you help me. If I can escape this disaster, I will never forget your great kindness today."

Outside Cheng Yuanzhi's main military tent.

Bian Xi nervously gripped his hands, looking at Deng Mao with trepidation.

"Brother Deng, I'm counting on you, I'm counting on you, Brother Deng."

Deng Mao nodded and said with a grave expression, "Brother Bian Xi, wait here. I will go in first and explain things to the Commander."

"I must first let the Commander know that you, Brother Bian Xi, did not do this intentionally."

"Rest assured, I will do my best to plead with the Commander."

Bian Xi thanked Deng Mao profusely.

Afterward, Deng Mao lifted his feet and stepped into Cheng Yuanzhi's tent.

Inside the tent, Cheng Yuanzhi, wearing a suit of armor and resting his hand on the sword at his waist, was sitting behind a desk.

Seeing Deng Mao walk in with a smile, he looked at him expectantly and asked:

"How did it go?"

Deng Mao smiled triumphantly and nodded: "Rest assured, Commander, everything is settled. That Bian Xi is already scared out of his wits, terrified that you might kill him in a fit of rage."

"He begged me all the way here."

"Good!"

Cheng Yuanzhi slapped the desk in front of him and said: "Then next..."

Deng Mao immediately followed up: "Next, you only need to show both kindness and severity to take that Bian Xi under your command, and then you can use him to lure the Saintess to our Youzhou Camp."

"Once the Saintess enters the Youzhou Camp, you can immediately take control of her, and everything else will follow naturally."

"When the time comes, once the raw rice is cooked into porridge and you take the Saintess into your tent, the Taiping Dao will naturally be yours."

Cheng Yuanzhi nodded excitedly, unable to suppress the smile on his face.

He fantasized about taking Zhang Ning into his tent; not only would he win the beauty, but he would also wake up to hold the power of the world.

Is there anything more wonderful in this world than this?

"Commander, shall I call that Bian Xi in?" Deng Mao asked Cheng Yuanzhi.

Cheng Yuanzhi nodded: "Hmm, call him in."

"Understood."

After Deng Mao agreed, he walked toward the outside of the tent.

A moment later, Deng Mao brought in Bian Xi, who was walking with his head hanging low, not daring to even lift it.

Cheng Yuanzhi sat behind the desk with a stern expression, looking like he was about to hold someone accountable, his other hand pressing on the hilt of the sword at his waist.

Besides this, more than a dozen of Cheng Yuanzhi's personal guards stood on both sides.

The pressure in the surroundings made Bian Xi not even dare to look up at Cheng Yuanzhi; upon entering the tent, he fell to his knees with a thud.

Then, he began to slap his own face repeatedly with both hands.

"Commander, I... I am not a man, I am a beast."

"But Commander, you must believe me, I truly did not do it intentionally, I was just drunk."

"Commander, Commander, as long as you spare my life, from now on, this life of mine, Bian Xi, belongs to you."

"If you say go east, I, Bian Xi, will absolutely not go west; if you say go south, I, Bian Xi, will absolutely not go north."

"I only ask that you spare my life, Commander."

Deng Mao, standing to the side, signaled to Cheng Yuanzhi and said: "That's right, Commander, Brother Bian Xi acted out of character due to drink, it is understandable. Commander, look..."

Cheng Yuanzhi stood up from his seat.

His boots stepped on the floor of the tent, and he walked toward Bian Xi step by step.

Bian Xi's heart was already in his throat.

He was terrified that a blade would fall on his head at any moment.

However, the blade did not fall; instead, Bian Xi saw a pair of hands extended toward him.

Dazed, Bian Xi looked up at Cheng Yuanzhi, who was within arm's reach.

"Brother Bian Xi, get up."

Cheng Yuanzhi reached out to help Bian Xi up and said: "Get up and speak."

Bian Xi looked at Cheng Yuanzhi in a daze.

Cheng Yuanzhi pulled the kneeling Bian Xi up, then reached out and patted his shoulder, saying: "You and I are brothers, like hands and feet."

"A woman is just a woman; although she is a woman I like, how can she compare to our brotherhood?"

"If a woman is gone, one can find another, but if the hands and feet are severed, how can they be reattached?"

"Brother Bian Xi, you view me as a brother, and I view you as a brother; how could we kill each other over a woman?"

Bian Xi stared at Cheng Yuanzhi with wide eyes.

As Cheng Yuanzhi spoke, he looked at Deng Mao to the side and said: "Go later and send that woman to Brother Bian Xi. Since Brother Bian Xi likes her, what is there for me to be reluctant about?"

"Understood!" Deng Mao bowed and said with a smile: "The Commander is wise!"

"Brother Bian Xi, the Commander treats you this way; it really is... really makes one envious. In this Youzhou Camp of over a hundred thousand men, this is the first time I have seen the Commander act like this."

Deng Mao said, stirring things up from the side. ===== CHAPTER 867 =====