Wang Su seed both ashad and embarrassed.
At this mont, a woman tied up like Wang Su, full of discontent, said, "People move upward like water flows downward. We just made the correct decision!"
Liu Yan was about to explode.
"Correct? Is your so-called correctness just ingratitude!? Have you forgotten who it was that gave you your lives? If it weren’t for Sir, you would have long been dead, buried in Dajin’s mass graves at that ti! It was Sir who saved you, yet you betrayed him. How can despicable scoundrels like you have the face to behave as if all this is rightfully yours? Aren’t you ashad, not even a bit ashad!!"
Seeing Liu Yan at the verge of an outburst, Dong Huiying waved her hand lightly. "Let bygones be bygones, no need to pursue it further."
She gestured for Liu Yan to calm down, as it was clear that a more pressing matter demanded their attention than settling old scores.
"How did you find this place?" Dong Huiying asked, looking down at Wang Su with an indifferent expression.
Wang Su remained silent, refusing to speak, and her companions did the sa. They just coldly smiled, as if they could already "see" Dong Huiying and her people’s pitiful end without burial.
Seeing this, Yixuan was silent for a mont. Then, he looked at Shujun: "Third Brother, it’s not easy for Wife Mistress to labor."
Shujun was slightly stunned, and imdiately looked at Yixuan with a peculiar expression, "I’ll take Wife Mistress back now."
As the person involved, Dong Huiying said, "But here..."
Shujun grinned mischievously and gave her a deep kiss, then picked her up and started walking back.
"You should rest. The priority is to put so at on those bones of yours... As for here," Shujun recalled how Yixuan looked earlier, "Little Liu can handle it."
Dong Huiying peeked her head out from Shujun’s arms, looking at Yixuan, who was watching her with a gentle expression, smiling reassuringly.
Alright, alright, let those two brothers have their way.
She appeared resigned, but was also a little curious about what Yixuan planned to do next.
Not until the two disappeared did Yixuan slowly turn to face Wang Su and the others.
He did not target Wang Su but looked at her discontented companion.
"Liu Yan, bring a pair of pincers."
"Pincers?"
Stunned for a mont, Liu Yan signaled to a female soldier.
Soon after, Yixuan picked up a pair of iron pincers and slowly walked toward that person...
These hands once dressed and styled his Wife Mistress’s hair, once cooked als for her, but during their separation, he had done other things too.
Even though she didn’t mind, he didn’t want to reveal this side of himself to her, not wanting to scare her in the slightest.
After a long ti...
Yixuan’s white robe was speckled with blood drops, and Liu Yan felt a chill in her heart.
She saw Yixuan calmly draw out a handkerchief, slowly cleaning the bloodstained fingertips, and then wiping away the droplets on his handso face.
Savage dogs don’t bark. This man seed gentle and refined, but not long ago, his thods made even these won soldiers, who had seen battle, shudder involuntarily!
Of Wang Su’s group of four, two were already dead, leaving only Wang Su and another who was half-dead, barely hanging on.
Fingernails pulled out with pincers, all limbs broken, ribs extracted one by one...
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