mtl008 Chapter 182 They were all caught in the trap.
Chapter 182 They were all caught in the trap.
Zhang Gong stared wide-eyed in terror. His survival instinct made him shrink back, but behind him was a cold, hard wall, and he had nowhere to escape.
"You...you can't kill me!" he cried out, his voice trembling like a cornered beast. "Who sent you...it was Prince Xuan, wasn't it?!"
"You can't kill me!"
"I've even told others about Prince Xuan bribing me. As soon as I die, someone will immediately present evidence of Prince Xuan's bribery and fraud to the Dali Temple!"
Upon hearing Zhang Gong's words, the men in black visibly paused in their movements.
A hint of hesitation flashed in the eyes of the leader.
But soon, the hesitation in his eyes was replaced by a bloodthirsty killing intent. "Nonsense! You're about to die and you still want to struggle!"
Zhang Gong saw that his words had a slight effect, as if he had grasped the last straw.
He continued shouting, "You think killing me will solve everything?"
"I knew all along that if things were exposed, Prince Xuan would kill me to silence me! So I secretly prepared a backup plan!"
"If anything happens to me, all of you will be buried with me, including Prince Xuan!"
The men in black exchanged glances, becoming increasingly hesitant.
Their master ordered them to kill Zhang Gong to prevent him from revealing anything, but what if Zhang Gong really had a backup plan...?
Seeing that the man in black was wavering, Zhang Gong was secretly pleased.
But before a smile could even appear on his face, the man in black kicked open the cell door, and a gleaming blade shot straight toward his neck.
The man in black's voice was cold and bloodthirsty, "Shut up!"
They are suicide squad members; all they need to do is carry out their missions, and nothing else matters to them.
Zhang Gong's pupils contracted sharply as the fear of death overwhelmed him like a tidal wave.
In that critical moment, he rolled to the side, the sharp blade grazing his shoulder, and blood instantly stained his clothes.
"You're all insane!" Zhang Gong roared, his body trembling violently with fear and pain.
The man in black raised his knife again, preparing to deliver the fatal blow.
However, at that moment, a series of hurried footsteps suddenly echoed through the previously quiet cell.
Dozens of officials from the Court of Judicial Review, dressed in official robes, emerged from all directions.
The leader looked to be around twenty years old, with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes. His eyebrows slanted like swords into his temples, his face was well-defined, his lips were tightly pursed, and his expression was resolute.
It was Su Mu, the Minister of the Court of Judicial Review.
He glanced at the man in black who showed a moment of panic, raised his hand, and shouted, "Leave him alive!"
"Yes!"
The officers quickly surrounded the man in black, drawing their swords and flashing them.
Su Mu, the Minister of the Court of Judicial Review, took the lead and rushed towards the nearest man in black with lightning speed.
Seeing Su Mu attack, the man in black swung his sword to meet him.
Su Mu sidestepped the attack, and at the same time, he thrust out his long sword, aiming straight for the throat of a man in black. The man in black quickly leaned back, narrowly avoiding the fatal blow.
Other officials and men in black also got into a melee.
The officer's knife was forcefully parried by the man in black. He then swept his leg, but the man in black leaped high to dodge. However, another officer attacked from the side, leaving him somewhat disheveled.
Most of them were at a disadvantage, and seeing that the situation was not good, the leader of the men in black immediately shouted:
"withdraw!"
Su Mu watched them turn and flee, a dark glint flashing in his eyes.
He stopped and raised his hand to signal the officers not to pursue.
The man in black was puzzled when he realized that the people from the Dali Temple hadn't caught up.
He didn't understand why the Minister of the Court of Judicial Review didn't press his advantage, but he dared not stop for a moment, wanting only to escape this place as soon as possible.
Just as they were about to turn, they suddenly smelled a strange, exotic fragrance.
The leader of the men in black's eyes flickered, and he immediately covered his mouth and shouted, "Hold your breath!"
However, it was too late. All the men in black suddenly stopped in their tracks and collapsed to the ground, their bodies going limp!
The leader of the men in black still had a sliver of reason left. He immediately tried to bite the poison hidden in his teeth, but then a ghostly figure suddenly appeared around the corner and roughly dislocated his jaw!
"Trying to commit suicide by poisoning yourself isn't that easy."
The voice was like water breaking through the ice in a cold pool, clear and pure.
Su Mu, the Minister of the Court of Judicial Review, straightened his robes and stepped forward, humbly bowing, "Thank you for your help, Young Master Yun."
As he spoke, he looked up and, in the firelight, saw the face of the man opposite him.
He was dressed in a black robe, his figure tall and slender, like a god emerging from the night.
Her face was like a piece of fine jade, with beautiful lines but exuding a cold indifference that kept people at a distance.
His narrow eyes were like cold stars in the deep night sky, shimmering with a mysterious light under the firelight. Just a glance from them could make one feel as if they had fallen into an ice cellar.
Beneath his high, straight nose, his lips were thin, and even his voice carried a cool and aloof quality.
Su Mu had met many noble young men from prominent families, but he had never seen a man like Yun Shang who seemed to be born with an air of nobility and elegance.
Most importantly, Yun Shang did not come from a prestigious family; instead, he came from an ordinary farming family.
He thought to himself, no wonder he caught the eye of Prince Chen.
Such demeanor must indicate someone extraordinary.
Yun Shang nodded politely to him and said calmly, "Even without my intervention, Lord Su can subdue these assassins."
“Indeed, it’s possible, but we can’t leave that many survivors.” Su Mu smiled. “The assassins will commit suicide once their mission fails, so it’s not easy to pry anything out of them.”
"So I thank Young Master Yun for this."
Young Master Yun nodded slightly in response to Su Mu's thanks. His movements were elegant yet carried a nonchalant languor: "Lord Su, you are too kind. I was just doing my job for Prince Chen."
Su Mu lowered his eyes and looked at the man in black on the ground, a sharp glint flashing in his eyes.
He smiled slightly and said, "Young Master Yun is absolutely right. If you hadn't been prepared, these men in black would have either escaped or committed suicide. In that case, it would have been much easier for us to thoroughly investigate and find fault with Prince Xuan."
Young Master Yun did not respond to Su Mu's words, but squatted down and sized up the leader of the men in black.
Su Mu noticed his brows furrowing. "Young Master Yun, what's wrong?"
Yun Shang gently lifted the man in black's chin with her fair, jade-like hand, carefully examined his face, and then a faint smile appeared on her lips.
"Originally, I only wanted to make Prince Xuan and Prince Qi fight like dogs, but I didn't expect to have such an unexpected gain."
Su Mu's brows furrowed, his confusion deepening. "Young Master Yun means..."
Yun Shang stood up, slowly wiped her hands clean with a handkerchief, and her clear, cold voice rang out again: "These men in black have all been affected by the Entanglement Thread."
Su Mu's expression changed upon hearing the words "thread pulling".
"Pulling Silk? Isn't this the long-lost Gu poison? It is said that those who are afflicted by this Gu will completely obey the orders of the person who cast it, and their life and death will be in the control of the person who cast it."
Most importantly, this poison is a secret technique passed down only by the Holy Maiden of the Garou Kingdom. Only successive Holy Maidens of the Garou Kingdom can refine the Poison of Pulling Silk.
Coincidentally, the mother of Consort Zhou, the birth mother of King Qi, was the previous Holy Maiden of the Kingdom of Garou.
If we're talking about who in this vast city of Shengjing could produce a silk thread, it would probably only be Consort Zhou.
What's even more chilling is that the assassins trained by Prince Xuan were actually affected by the "Entangling Silk" technique that only Consort Zhou could possibly produce.
In this way, the assassins that King Xuan had painstakingly trained could become King Qi's men at any time.