Yang Ruxin took another deep breath: "Fine, one last question for you—where did your father hide the silver?"
"There isn’t any, I..." Just as Ji Bin was about to cry and shake his head, he saw two small snakes slither onto his shoulders, hissing streaks of bright red as they flanked him on both sides. These were venomous snakes, he had seen them drink poison earlier, and if they were to bite him once... Suddenly feeling a tightening in his lower abdon, warmth spread beneath his buttocks.
Yang Ruxin quickly covered her nose, comnting on the pungent sll of urine: "Given your father’s shrewdness, although he surrendered to the Yuan army, wasn’t his true intention to declare himself emperor? Under such circumstances, would he really hand over his life’s savings to the Yuan people?"
"It’s under the... under the study in front..." Ji Bin’s snot started to drip again. This woman was too terrifying. His father indeed hoarded a lot of silver, which was the Ji Family’s last resort. Beforehand, he had been clueless, only finding out when he went to et Li Zhaoru, and before he could even take a look for himself, he had revealed it to others. What was he to do in the future?
Yang Ruxin nodded slightly: "To reward you for answering so obediently, then..."
"Madam, please spare my life..." Ji Bin burst into tears again, kowtowing on the ground. "My life is worthless, I don’t know anything, I just followed my father’s lead... Now I’ve told everything I know, and about that spy, it’s the kitchen worker in the servant quarters..."
Yang Ruxin smiled inexplicably: "Such a good boy."
Ji Bin grew even more terrified.
"Now take to the study." Yang Ruxin called Xiaoyin back with a smile, then took the old man’s mask off and draped his cloak over her body.
As for the old man, a bottle of Corpse Dissolving Water left no trace of him.
Ji Bin knew there might be a chance to save his life so he stopped crying, shakily attempting to stand up, but the leg bitten by Xiaolun wouldn’t muster any strength.
Yang Ruxin threw him a dicine Pill.
Ji Bin swallowed it quickly and to his surprise, his leg stopped hurting soon after. He grinned joyfully: "Madam, it really doesn’t hurt anymore." But the urine-soaked trousers were too uncomfortable, so he frowned, "However, Madam, may I change my clothes?"
Yang Ruxin nodded.
This was Ji Bin’s previous bedroom, so his clothes were there. He quickly changed into a clean robe behind the screen and ca out: "Madam, let’s go." But then he glanced at Xiaolun still perched on his shoulder, "It..."
"As long as you harbor no ulterior motives, it won’t bite you. Of course, if you’re thinking of any tricks, I can’t make any guarantees," said Yang Ruxin with a shrug. "So, it’s up to you what you want to do, I won’t force you in the slightest."
Ji Bin felt like crying again, the green snake resting on his neck, cold and slippery—it was terrifying. This wasn’t called coercion? But he also didn’t dare say more, fully understanding that in front of this woman, it was best to be completely honest, or else, like the Shaman, he might turn into a puddle of blood.
Xiaolun rolled its eyes and hissed at the man, irritated by the stench of sweat and urine. Who was keen to be close to you? If you have the guts, try to resist, and after this king bites you once, I’ll get as far away from you as possible...
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