Chapter 300: Chapter 300 Minister under the Skirt (22)
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In the hall, many people were bound, and Hei Liu was tied up alone to a post, while the rest who were not tied up were all people from the ship.
But from the current situation, it was clear these people had already mutinied.
Chuzheng sat on Hei Liu’s throne, her fingertips drumming against her wrist, her expression carrying a hint of coolness as she looked down indifferently, like a queen looking down upon the mountains and rivers.
This was the scene Xie Shu witnessed when he entered.
He was led over by someone.
What had happened?
Chuzheng looked over at him, her voice clear and cold, “Woken up?”
Her voice was actually quite pleasant, but it carried a chill, like a flowing icy spring.
Xie Shu replied, “Wu Di woke me with noise.”
Chuzheng glanced at Wu Di.
Wu Di: “…” I was scared, okay?
Chuzheng stood up, extending her hand toward Xie Shu.
Xie Shu hesitated, silently reminding himself of his own status, and placed his hand in hers.
However, Xie Shu had not expected Chuzheng to let him sit, while she stood to one side.
“Miss, we’ve found the person.”
Someone came in from outside.
Chuzheng nodded, “Bring him in.”
Murong Ce, with his mouth gagged and arms held, was dragged in. His legs were of no use, and he was thrown to the ground, landing directly on the floor.
His disheveled appearance bore no trace of a noble young master.
Murong Ce lifted his head, his wolf-like fierce gaze landing on Xie Shu before quickly shifting to Chuzheng.
Murong Ce did not know that the person who had purchased Xie Shu was Chuzheng.
Only now did he realize that Chuzheng was also on this ship.
“Biting the hand that feeds you?” Chuzheng looked at Hei Liu, “Quite bold.”
Hei Liu’s face turned as black as the bottom of a pot. Time was running out, and if he didn’t act now, he would lose the chance, so Hei Liu chose today to make his move.
Little did he know, instead of capturing the target, he ended up captured himself.
“If you kill me, you won’t reach your destination,” Hei Liu spoke out.
“Oh, is that so?”
“Hmph, no one knows this route besides me, Hei Liu. Even if we are about to arrive, without me, Hei Liu, you won’t make it,” Hei Liu was confident.
“I never said I was going to kill you.”
Chuzheng stepped down the wooden stairs.
“What do you want then?”
Chuzheng didn’t reply, instead, she turned her gaze toward Murong Ce.
In her palm, she flipped out two metal spikes and handed them to Hei Liu, “Do as I say and you’ll not only live, but you’ll also gain more benefits.”
“…”
Hei Liu looked at Murong Ce.
Murong Ce could not speak and could only widen his eyes.
He knew very well what those things were; he had personally driven them into Xie Shu’s legs.
After an internal struggle, Hei Liu had no choice but to agree to Chuzheng’s proposal. He didn’t want to die, and his only bargaining chip was the shipping route. Hei Liu didn’t know, as she pressured him, whether he would be able to hold out.
Now Chuzheng was offering him another way out.
Chuzheng bent down to meet Murong Ce’s gaze, “Murong Ce, I regret not getting rid of you last time.”
“Mmm mmm mmm!!”
Murong Ce roared through his gagged throat.
Chuzheng’s cold words crashed down, “Did you think you could touch my people?”
Hei Liu: “Miss, I must remind you, he is from the Murong Family. If you do anything to him, aren’t you afraid of the Murong Family’s retaliation?”
Once they reached Dongyuan, it would be within the Murong Family’s sphere of influence.
Chuzheng, with her arms folded, looked at Hei Liu, “You were the one who acted, not me.”
Hei Liu: “…” He wanted to live, so he had to kill Murong Ce, but once Murong Ce was dead, he would almost certainly have no way to escape.
This woman…