novelraw Chapter 706 Intestine Piercing
Chapter 706 Intestine Piercing
Chapter 706 Intestine Piercing
Lu Qing saw all of the fake Lan Wang's emotions, waited for a while, and then suddenly said, "The ambition you've always dreamed of realizing is about to become a reality in your junior brother's hands. Are you willing to accept that?"
If it were me, I wouldn't be so willing to work for someone else's benefit.
The imposter Lan Wang snapped out of his daze and glared fiercely at Lu Qing: "You think I don't know what you're thinking?! I have a blood feud with you, how could you be so kind as to understand my feelings!"
You just want to make me angry, to make me lose my temper and reveal my junior brother's plans so that you can reap the benefits!
Pah! You wish!
I won't tell you anything. Kill me if you want, but don't expect me to betray my own junior brother!
Seeing his stubborn and unyielding attitude despite all the bad things he had done, the guards behind him were getting impatient and wished they could rush up and give him a good beating, just like the chief secretary next to the censor.
Lu Qing, on the other hand, didn't get angry at all. After listening to the fake Lan Wang's words, which were full of gritted teeth, he acted as if he had heard some outrageous joke.
"Why speak insincerely and deceive yourself?" he said with a smile to the imposter. "If you knew your junior brother's real plan, you wouldn't be in such a passive situation."
Ishane crosses the river and then destroys the bridge; you are that bridge.
Ishane used you and then discarded you; you just happen to be that donkey.
Now it seems no wonder he was worried about you, thinking you would cause trouble sooner or later, since you really aren't very bright.
Even now, you still think I did this to provoke you into revealing all the inside information you know in a fit of anger?
"No, you overestimate yourself. We know quite a bit about what your junior brother has done—the Tze-Lü Fang, the Chang'e Drunk—you don't need to explain those things to us personally."
Upon hearing the words "Zhelufang," the imposter Lan Wang's face darkened further. He suddenly remembered that he had been completely bewitched by the "Truth-Tonifying Pill" these people had mentioned, scheming how he could make good use of it if he could actually obtain the formula, change his situation and status, and increase his chances of success in the future. He had forgotten that from the very beginning, they had come to him with only a small amount of "Chang'e's Intoxication."
So Lu Qing wasn't just trying to bluff; they genuinely knew a lot of inside information.
“Don’t be so smug,” he said through gritted teeth. “I just got there a step ahead of you.”
Whether it's you or Zhao Bi, in the end, neither of you will survive!
I know my junior brother's personality best. He's never one to put all his eggs in one basket, and he can't possibly rely on Zhao Bi alone.
But it doesn't matter. No matter who it is, whether male or female, whether a noblewoman in the palace or a merchant in the marketplace, the outcome is the same.
Once he succeeds and the country changes hands, even those who helped him a great deal before will die if they become a potential threat in the future!
He will never leave any potential threat to him in this world!
So no matter what, by then, Emperor Jin will be dead, and Zhao Bi will be dead too. Our sect's revenge will be complete, so it's no big deal for me to go first!
Lu Qing didn't care about his words: "That's not necessarily true."
We did have some understanding of your junior brother Ishan's style of doing things, including some uncertain guesses.
Fortunately, you were there. From your reaction and words, we can basically confirm that all our previous speculations were correct. So in the end, it's really hard to say who died first. Perhaps you were indeed the one who went first to inform your master and fellow disciples that your sect would soon be reunited in the afterlife.”
The imposter Lan Wang puffed out his cheeks, clenched his back teeth, and glared at Lu Qing. However, he couldn't discern the truth behind Lu Qing's words from his face. He wanted to curse him, but was afraid of making a mistake again, so he simply stuck out his neck and snorted.
"There's no point in saying more. Once I'm in your hands, I'm doomed. What are you going to do with me? Give me a straight answer!" he asked, his voice slightly stiff.
Lu Qing chuckled: "As the saying goes, an eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth. You should have heard of that saying."
"Fu Lu, bring the prepared wine."
Fu Lu took a palm-sized gourd from his waist.
"Feed him." Lu Qing's expression was indifferent as he slightly raised his chin, gesturing to the talisman.
Fu Lu immediately stepped forward and pinched the imposter Lan Wang's cheek with his large hand, prying open the imposter's mouth so that it couldn't close.
Although the imposter Lan Wang's words just now seemed quite bold, everyone has the instinct to survive. When he thought of Lu Qing's words, "an eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth," he had an extremely strong bad feeling about what was inside the gourd.
But there was nothing he could do. His body was weak and he couldn't move. He could still move his head, but he couldn't break free from the grip of the black iron tower. He could only stare wide-eyed as a cold, alcohol-smelling liquid was poured into his mouth. A small portion flowed down the corner of his mouth, wetting his clothes, while most of it poured into his mouth, uncontrollably rushing to his throat.
Then, with a tremor in his throat, he swallowed the wine.
Soon, he felt a burning sensation spreading from his mouth and throat down his entire stomach, as if a fire had been set on fire. This caused him to grimace in pain, his features contorted in agony.
"You hypocritical scoundrel!" He almost groaned as he forced the words out of his throat. "I never imagined you could speak so righteously, yet go so far as to have someone capture the Jade Snowbird for revenge..."
Catching that thing would be difficult without losing ten or more lives...
Not only are you ruthless, but you also disregarded the lives of others in your pursuit of revenge for your family… You… you’re no good either!”
Lu Qing didn't speak, she just watched him with a pained expression, covered in cold sweat, groaning.
The imposter Lan Wang closed his eyes in agony, feeling the burning pain as he awaited death.
But after waiting for a while, the burning pain did not subside at all, yet he also did not feel any sense of impending death.
He slowly opened his eyes with some confusion, only to find that everything before him was still clear, just as clear as the burning sensation in his internal organs caused by the poisoned wine.
Clearly, he is still alive.
He hasn't died after all this time, so what he drank just now wasn't poison made from the blood of the Jade Snowbird at all!