Chapter 300: Mercy from a Hero

Chapter 300: Mercy from a Hero

This situation was clearly strange. He stared at the man from Nanjiang and asked, "Where is the person from the shipping company?"

The man from Nanjiang was still in a daze. Before he could even scatter his poison powder, he had been injured and then bound up swiftly.

Suddenly being questioned, he did not react immediately.

At this moment, several unaware thugs ran back. As soon as they entered the courtyard, they were restrained by the officials.

Mo Jiuye's gaze then shifted to those thugs.

Among them was the one who had beaten Hu Cong on the street. Seeing Mo Jiuye, they instinctively wanted to run, but they were already under control by the officials and could only stand there obediently, staring at Mo Jiuye in terror.

Mo Jiuye turned to question the thugs, "Where is your leader?"

The thugs had already experienced his prowess and were still restrained by the officials. They knew they were doomed.

At this point, showing some cooperation might lead to a different outcome.

"Our leader is him."

As the thug spoke, his eyes looked towards the man from Nanjiang.

Hearing this, the official stepped forward and kicked the thug harshly.

"Be honest! How could I not recognize the head of your shipping company? You dare to lie here when you're about to die."

The thug felt wronged after being kicked.

"Sir, I'm not lying. This man came to our shipping company a month ago, and the original leader willingly gave his position to him."

"What exactly happened?" Mo Jiuye pressed further.

He was curious why the man from Nanjiang would become the leader of the shipping company in Yun City, especially since this person was skilled with poisons. He suspected that this person's intentions might be related to his own family.

Knowing that questioning these thugs would yield no results, he turned his gaze to the man from Nanjiang, who was bound tightly.

The man from Nanjiang's eyes showed some evasion, but he answered confidently.

"The leader of their shipping company owed me money, so he handed over the company to me."

This explanation was hard to believe, not just for Mo Jiuye but even for the thugs.

The shipping company had operated in Yun City for over a decade, always making deals without capital. How could it possibly owe anyone money?

Mo Jiuye sneered, realizing that this was not the right place to ask such questions. He instructed the officials to find out where the original leader of the shipping company was.

Although he was not an official, he had heard Meng Haining mention a few things earlier.

Meng Haining had been busy collecting evidence of the crimes committed by the shipping company's leader over the past decade. Even if this man from Nanjiang had done something illegal, it had only been for a little over a month.

Mo Jiuye guessed that the original leader of the shipping company was likely controlled by this person, and Meng Haining would certainly need to interrogate the man from Nanjiang.

He picked up the man from Nanjiang and walked out, telling the officials, "I'll take him to the government office first."

Meng Haining could interrogate this person, but before that, he needed to get the answers he wanted.

Moreover, he had left his wife alone at the teahouse and was not at ease. Seeing her sooner would give him peace of mind.

In Mo Jiuye's hands, the injured man from Nanjiang was like a dead dog, unable to resist. He was carried all the way to the teahouse.

He Zhiran was currently observing the condition of the poisoned individuals when she heard that Mo Jiuye had brought someone back with him.

She hurriedly walked out of the teahouse to check. By then, Mo Jiuye had already thrown the man from Nanjiang into a corner, intending to question him.

He Zhiran first looked at Mo Jiuye, relieved to see him unharmed. Then she turned to the man on the ground.

"He's from Nanjiang?"

Mo Jiuye nodded, "Yes, it was he who poisoned Eighth Brother and took over the shipping company..." He recounted everything he knew.

He Zhiran's first thought, like Mo Jiuye's, was about the origins of this man from Nanjiang.

"Who sent you here?"

Seeing a woman questioning him, the man from Nanjiang's pupils constricted, revealing his sinister nature.

"If you let me go, I'll tell you everything I know."

Mo Jiuye and He Zhiran both sneered simultaneously. No one would believe such words, yet he dared to say them.

Mo Jiuye stepped forward and kicked him, hitting his broken arm.

The man from Nanjiang screamed in pain, attracting the attention of passersby.

Seeing this, Mo Jiuye lifted him again and led He Zhiran away.

"Ranran, let's find a quieter place."

They turned into a small alley, and Mo Jiuye threw the man down again.

This time, the man from Nanjiang was truly frightened. Earlier, he thought that on the street, with many passersby around, Mo Jiuye wouldn't dare do anything.

Now, however, the location was secluded, and no one would know if he were killed.

"H-Hero, spare my life."

Mo Jiuye approached expressionlessly and said coldly, "If you want to live, tell me honestly about your origins."

Now that his wife is pregnant, he doesn't want her to use hypnosis anymore; it wouldn't be worth it if she were to harm herself.

Moreover, the man from Nanzheng in front of him looks like a coward. He probably wouldn't need much intimidation or bribery to reveal the truth.

Indeed, the man from Nanzheng is a coward who fears death. To save his life, he confessed everything about his background.

"I am from Nanzheng."

"I know that much. Get to the point," Mo Jiu Ye said, clearly impatient.

Seeing his sharp gaze, the man from Nanzheng was terrified, breaking into a cold sweat that trickled down his forehead.

Unfortunately, his hands and feet were tightly bound, leaving him unable to wipe away the sweat.

"It was my master's master who sent me here. The purpose was to gather information on the Mo family, the former protectors of Great Shun."

As expected...

Mo Jiu Ye continued, "Is your master's master Mr. Si Meng?"

"How... How did you know?" The man seemed to have realized something, stammering, "Could you be Mo Jiu Ye?"

Though he had never seen Mo Jiu Ye in person, he had heard that all the men of the Mo family were handsome and highly skilled in martial arts.

He himself was also skilled in martial arts, yet he had been beaten without any chance to fight back. There could only be one person with such skills in Yuncheng: Mo Jiu Ye.

Mo Jiu Ye didn't hide it: "Yes, I am."

Upon hearing his admission, the man instinctively shrank back in fear.

"Lord Mo Jiu, I came here out of necessity. Please show mercy and spare me this time!"

Mo Jiu Ye did not respond but urged, "If you don't want me to end your life myself, tell me everything I want to know."

Fearing that speaking too slowly would lead to his demise, the man from Nanzheng hastily said:

"My master's master sent me here to gather information on the Mo family and report back to him truthfully."

Mo Jiu Ye had already heard this answer. Seeing that the man from Nanzheng was still not getting to the point, he decided to ask directly.