mtl008 Chapter 622 Born for him, died for him
Chapter 622 Born for him, died for him
Zong Que gently reminded him, "If you've said enough, take a look back."
A bad feeling suddenly rose in Zong Ke's heart.
He slowly turned his head. Above the pool, his men were lying in ambush, all poised to strike, their bows drawn taut.
but……
Zong Ke's pupils suddenly dilated.
He didn't know when, but a large number of people suddenly appeared behind the men he had brought. He was standing at a lower position and couldn't see too far behind him, but he could clearly see that all the men he had brought were now filled with fear, and not one of them dared to move.
He finally realized something was wrong!
"This is impossible!" Zong Ke blurted out instinctively, turning to look at Zong Que: "This is impossible! How could you bring someone here! You clearly only have so many people, you... you prepared this all along, just to lure me here!"
Zong Que nodded: "I said as soon as I arrived that you're not stupid. Now, why don't you guess why I've listened to all this from you?"
"You're waiting for your men to come up!" Zong Ke looked at Zong Que in disbelief: "You're a madman, you're a madman! In order to lure me into a trap, you went to the Yuechuan Palace yourself, making me convinced that you couldn't reach an agreement with the Yuechuan King, convinced that you had no way out, convinced that you only brought this few men, and then you couldn't wait to surround and kill me, but you're just casually stalling for time here with me!"
"Otherwise, am I listening to all this to write up charges against you, or do I think your wrongdoings are all excusable?" Zong Que scoffed coldly, "Do you think you need to?"
"Hahahaha~" Zong Ke finally broke down completely and laughed maniacally. He pointed at Zong Que and retreated step by step, "You just wanted to lure me into a trap. Do you know that you might die if you enter Yuechuan Kingdom, you might die if you enter the royal palace, and you will die if you wait here for me to ambush you! You will die at any point! You madman!"
"I pride myself on my unparalleled wisdom and infallible strategies, yet I still misjudged you! You're a madman! Instead of taking advantage of the crisis, the Holy Lord risked his own life! Zong Que, you've been plotting against me all along! You're a madman!"
Zong Ke never thought he would lose.
Even if everything he did was eventually defeated, he didn't care. In this world, there is nothing that cannot be manipulated. He had enough patience to play with these people slowly and manipulate them all. He didn't care about human lives or crimes. History is written by the victors.
Just like my father.
What did it matter if Crown Prince Chongwen sacrificed his life for the peace of the Great Zhao Dynasty, or gained a reputation for virtue?
The one who wields power and enjoys the world is none other than the Emperor!
The Duke of Rong was once renowned throughout the land, and no one believed that he would betray the country and collude with the enemy. But so what? In the Battle of Chenzhou, hundreds of thousands of soldiers were buried in Chenzhou, and rivers of blood flowed. The Duke of Rong's entire family was wiped out. Who cared?
He did some bad things, but only a few people died.
When he finally ascends to a high position, the blood shed and the bones buried by his hand will only serve as steps for him to climb higher.
What could he do wrong?
Even now, he still doesn't think he's done anything wrong or that he deserves to be judged. So he's reckless and unwavering in his belief that he will eventually trample everything he couldn't get before under his feet.
But why?
Why is it Zong Que again?!
He was such an eyesore when he was perfectly fine, and now that he's crippled and lame, he's not much better off than him, so why is he still such an eyesore?
He wanted to get rid of this eyesore so much that he was too reluctant to let the opportunity slip by.
Zong Que, from the very beginning, was using a counter-strategy.
He thought he had everyone completely fooled, but little did he expect that Zong Que, that madman, would actually put himself into the game.
"I don't believe it, I don't believe it, it's fake, it's fake, it's all fake!" Even at this moment, Zong Ke still couldn't believe he had lost.
How could he possibly lose?
"No, I won't lose, Zong Que. We're brothers. If one of us has to die today, then we might as well die together!" Zong Ke's right hand twitched slightly, about to raise it, when suddenly a knife fell from the sky, landing precisely on his arm and severing it!
His severed arm rolled to the ground, the object he was holding shattered, and the splattered venom instantly corroded the hand, leaving it riddled with holes.
"Ah—" Zong Ke lost an arm and staggered back a few steps in pain, clutching his wound and crying out in agony.
Xueyan, who was not far from him, instinctively wanted to move forward, when suddenly a dagger stabbed into her back.
Xueyan turned her head in disbelief to look at Huarui, who was holding a dagger. "You want to kill me?"
Tears streamed down Hua Rui's face. "Yes, I've come all this way just to kill you with my own hands. Sister, I've searched for you for so many years, waited for you for so many years. For a man, you used me to hurt the innocent, even wiping out the entire Yuhua Village. Since that day, I haven't been able to close my eyes. Whenever I close them, I see their pitiful screams! Listen to them, listen to how agonizingly your beloved is screaming now. But have you ever thought about how agonizingly those people in Yuhua Village screamed before they died? Yet no one could hear their screams. You killed them to silence them so easily, burning everything to the ground. Have you ever thought about their pain?"
"Who do they think they are, that I even care?" Xueyan stared coldly at Huarui, her eyes bloodshot. "You're my own sister! You killed me for them!"
"What are they? And what is your Crown Prince?! You've become so heartless and treacherous for him!" Hua Rui cried out, her words dripping with blood. "I truly regret it, I really regret it. I regret not realizing it, not realizing that you could abandon all humanity for such a worthless man! Sister, I have no sister left! You killed my sister long ago!"
"Shut up, you can't say that about him, you can't—he's the best person in the world—" Xueyan raised her hand, pulled out the hairpin from her hair, and forcefully stabbed it into Huarui's neck.
The moment the hairpin pierced Hua Rui's neck, Hua Rui clung tightly to Xue Yan, thrusting the dagger with all her might. Blood gushed from her neck, and Hua Rui's lips curled into a smile as she coughed up mouthfuls of blood. "You want to die for him? You...you're dreaming! You can only...you can only die to atone for your sins. This is what you deserve..."
Xueyan was heavily pressed to the ground, and the dagger was plunged even deeper into her body.
She didn't have time to glance at the dead body on her body. She desperately turned her head, wanting to see the man she regarded as a god, but blood gushed from her mouth, choking her and blurring her vision. The man never once looked at her.
How she longed, how she longed, to live for him, and to die for him.