"Stop pretending to sleep." The man’s eyelashes fluttered, his fists clenched tightly, and he abruptly opened his eyes. In that instant, a chill emanated from the depths of his eyes, piercing to the heart like an ice shard. Ji Yunya sneered, not missing the twisted hatred in the man’s eyes, "The victor becomes king, the defeated are villains. Falling into my hands, you’d better think about what to say to earn yourself a way out." The man suddenly laughed, but in the dim chamber, the smile appeared inexplicably eerie and sinister, "Alright then, whatever you want to know, I can tell you everything." Ji Yunya knew he would be a challenge, so she sat on the chair that Mingyue had moved over, and asked calmly, "Where is Ji Lanyi?" The man blinked his eyes, "Who is Ji Lanyi?" "You don’t know who Ji Lanyi is, but you must know the Queen. Your boss, where is her lair? Who are your accomplices? What exactly are your plans in infiltrating Jiangzhou?" "So many questions, which one should I answer?" ᴛʜɪs ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ɪs ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ʙʏ novel-fire.ɴet "No hurry, answer them one by one slowly. I have all the time to wait with you." Dong Xieyou glanced at Mingyue standing like a sentinel behind Ji Yunya, becoming more wary of this person. "I don’t understand what you’re talking about. I’m Dong Xieyou, just an actor." Dong Xieyou closed his eyes, exuding an air of indifference. "Seems you won’t cry until you see the coffin." Ji Yunya sneered, flipping her wrist as a delicate scalpel appeared in her hand. The blade was sharp and intimidating, spinning deftly between her slender, fair fingers, making one’s heart quiver. Dong Xieyou’s pupils suddenly contracted. "In ancient times, there was a cruel punishment for dealing with heinous criminals, where a thousand and one cuts were made on a person’s body. This required tremendous skill such that the criminal couldn’t die through the thousand and one cuts until the last one... I’m quite confident in my blade skills. Want to give it a try?" The girl’s voice was gentle but oddly enough, it sent shivers down one’s spine. Dong Xieyou looked at the young girl with a gentle smile before him. The dim light spilled on her, with half of her silhouette shrouded in darkness, emanating a dark and eerie aura like Satan himself. Dong Xieyou’s heart suddenly tightened, watching the scalpel flicker with cold gleams at her fingertips, an ineffable fear gripping his mind. The girl slowly stood up, her beautiful, pale hand holding the scalpel, moving slowly toward his chest... He wanted to struggle, but found himself unable to move. As the blade was about to pierce his skin, it was as if a hand gripped his throat, unable to make a sound. Ji Yunya slowly walked out of the chamber, the wind of late autumn hit her face, dispelling the clammy chill enveloping her body. Mingyue looked at her back, "You kind of overturn my imagination." Ji Yunya curled her lips, sitting on a swing in the garden, looking at the flowers and plants gradually withering, she smiled warmly, "Are you scared?" "No." Mingyue coldly spat out two words, then added, "I’ll kill you before you can kill me." Ji Yunya chuckled, stretched out her right hand, dead leaves falling into her palm. The pale sunlight, carrying slight warmth, spilled over her, a chilling wind seeping through the collar and making her limbs cold. "There will never be such a day." "What will you do next?" Mingyue asked. "Deliver the person to Pei Qinghan, he will arrange the rest." Mingyue turned and left. Yellow Hair cried with tears and snot, "Captain, you have to avenge me. I’ve never been so aggrieved." Yan Song frowned, stepping back a couple of steps, "What’s going on?" Yellow Hair’s eyes rolled, "Boss, guess who I saw last night?" "Alright, it was Miss Ji—Ji Yunya. She and Pei Qinghan were in cahoots, detaining me. There’s a living demon beside her, damn fierce, my whole body still hurts...." He mumbled while sneaking glances at Yan Song’s face, which remained inscrutable. Could he have guessed wrong? "Boss, you know Miss Ji, right? That famous National Goddess, looking all pure, elegant, knowledgeable, and well-behaved on the outside. Who would have thought she was involved with the gang? I think we should capture her for a thorough interrogation, maybe she’s connected to that crime syndicate?" "Enough." Yan Song coldly interrupted him, "I don’t want a third person to know about this matter." Yellow Hair secretly thought that his guess was correct. The Boss indeed had a fling with Ji Yunya; otherwise, he could have brought her back for questioning just with this incident. But it was precisely because of this that he could return unscathed, otherwise, he would have been silenced last night.