Chapter 456: The Proper Way to Die

Chapter 456: The Proper Way to Die

"Did she say anything?" Su Youyue smiled slightly and shook her head.

Although she hadn't immediately responded, Nalan felt a sudden chill down her spine.

It wasn't until a full hour later that she was sent back to the dungeon.

As soon as she returned, the Wolf Hunt tribesmen from two cells crowded together, anxiously asking.

"Nalan, what happened? What did that woman say?"

The dungeon was an unbearable place, and after just one night, the Wolf Hunt tribesmen were anxious to escape.

Nalan, recalling her passive encounter with the woman, unconsciously clenched her fingers together before slowly relaxing them.

"She said she would trade us for some slaves from the Great Shen."

"What?" Tuoba Yi was dissatisfied. "Trade slaves? Does she think we are slaves? This bitch, we are Dongrong people, they should respectfully send us back, or else the Dongrong will make them regret it!"

Hearing him, Nalan coldly scoffed inwardly, suddenly realizing that following Tuoba Yi had not been a wise decision.

In these past few days, her brainwashed mind had finally started to clear, and she now realized that Tuoba Yi had always been a fool.

"She actually gave us three choices: either remain locked up here forever, become slaves of the Great Shen, or be traded."

Nalan finished speaking in one breath and indeed saw the tribesmen's expressions change rapidly before becoming less ugly.

The last option was clearly preferable to the first two.

Only now did Nalan understand that the woman had likely planned this from the start.

Reflecting on how much information about the Dongrong she had just revealed, she bitterly smiled to herself.

They had been completely ruined by this fool, Tuoba Yi.

Tuoba Yi flew into a rage. "This bitch!"

As soon as he finished cursing, a team of guards approached, the leader glaring angrily. "What's all the noise? Quiet down!"

Although the Wolf Hunt tribesmen were angry, they dared not speak.

But after they fell silent, the guard didn't leave. Instead, he looked around the dungeon and finally waved his hand, pointing at Tuoba Yi. "The lord has ordered, bring Tuoba Yi out."

The anger on Tuoba Yi's face suddenly vanished, replaced by terror. "What do you want to do!"

He shouted, but was dragged out forcefully.

"Looking like a pig, yet daring to make advances towards our lady, do you even know your place, pig?" the guard said disdainfully.

Tuoba Yi was stunned, finally recalling that he had indeed made advances towards that woman twice. Was Xie Yuan coming to settle accounts with him now?

Since even the well-trained warriors couldn't defeat Xie Yuan, how could he, a mere mortal, hope to survive against such a demon?

To the Dongrong people, Xie Yuan, this suddenly exceptional Great Shen warrior, was no different from a demon. Recalling how Xie Yuan had raided the entire Wolf Hunt tribe at night and escaped without a scratch, Tuoba Yi became increasingly fearful, dragging his feet, reluctant to move forward.

"You don't have a choice!" The guard kicked him in the rear, and several men hauled him away.

The Wolf Hunt tribe members looked at each other in confusion.

Is it really possible that someone so cowardly and incompetent could be their new chief?

There was no doubt that Tuoba Yi had always been unworthy, both in the past and even now.

But thinking about the Emperor in the Holy City who tolerated Tuoba Xiao unconditionally, and the elders of the Wolf Hunt tribe who supported Tuoba Xiao without question, they felt a deep sense of despair.

Why on earth were they so biased towards Tuoba Xiao?!

Now that the war had ended, Jiuyuan Town had regained its former bustling atmosphere, and every face was filled with joy.

Jin'er was inevitably happy amidst this atmosphere.

But soon, she believed she saw a familiar figure in the crowd.

Just as she was about to chase after the figure, it disappeared.

"Probably just imagined it," Jin'er muttered, touching a jade pendant around her neck, before joining Xiao Feiyan and Chu Xiaozi, browsing the hairpins at a stall together with them.

In the bustling crowd, a young man emerged from behind a wooden rack, looking at the receding figures of the three girls.

After a moment, he turned and headed towards the city gate.

For many years, Prince Rong had been plotting rebellion, amassing wealth, secretly forging weapons, and raising private soldiers. His private treasury was filled with wealth comparable to the entire treasury of the Great Shen.

After his trusted general led the remaining soldiers in a retreat, they would surely plunder the private treasury, and eventually, they would pose a threat to the imperial court.

Therefore, this mission was imperative, but equally high-risk.

Zhe Jing placed his hand over his chest, then headed towards the city gate.

Jin'er, when I return safely this time, I will ask for your hand in marriage from Madam.

The following day, Jiuyuan Town was even more lively.

As the traitor Prince Rong was finally going to be executed, along with the spies who had delayed sending reinforcements during the war, both hated by the people of Jiuyuan Town. Upon hearing the news, the streets were packed with people, each carrying a basket full of rotten vegetables, ready to throw them with abandon.

"Prince Rong, you traitor, bastard, sellout, may you die a terrible death!"

As Prince Rong was brought out, a hail of rotten vegetables came crashing down on him.

In the prison cart, Prince Rong remained motionless, his disheveled hair revealing a pair of angry eyes, clearly furious that these common rabble dared to humiliate him.

Even in the past, when he was ultimately defeated, he had never suffered such treatment.

"Is Prince Rong really that calm, or does he have other plans? Seeing this, Xiao Feiyan, watching from a raised walkway, frowned deeply.

"Those remnants of his forces won't support an emperor who is missing an eye and is mute," Su Youyue replied.

"True..." Xiao Feiyan muttered, thinking of the Emperor in distant Yanjing City.

The current Emperor was a wise ruler, who, upon ascending the throne, issued pardons to many, striving for good governance. Yet, because his left hand was partially disabled, he was talked about behind his back, and when he first took the throne, many officials had reservations. Needless to say, this was even more so for Prince Rong now.

Thinking of the Emperor, Xiao Feiyan felt a surge of loyalty in her chest.

The Emperor was enlightened and willing to appoint female officials, which made her feel that her dream was no longer so distant. One day, she too would receive the Emperor's decree to become a female official!

The sky began to drizzle lightly.

But the people's anger was not extinguished in the slightest, and more and more people pressed to the front.

"Give me my son back!"

"I want to kill him! My mother was beheaded by a soldier under him. Let me go; I want to kill him!"

"Accursed traitor, you've torn my family apart; go to the depths of hell!"

"My daughter died so tragically, ah..."

Waves of angry voices rose up, initially seeming abrupt, but as hundreds, thousands, tens of thousands of voices joined together, one overlapping the other, forming a deafening roar that could shake any soul to its core.

Suddenly, the figure of the Prince of Rong trembled uncontrollably.

A hand suddenly reached in through the gap of the prison cart, viciously seizing his flesh, as if they would not stop until the man was torn apart.

The Prince of Rong flinched in pain, but then a second hand, a third hand, and countless hands reached in, and even the guards escorting him could no longer maintain order.

They vaguely heard the Prince of Rong's poison-ruined voice emit a hoarse cry for help, but it was swiftly drowned out by the cacophony of voices.

"This..." Xiao Feiyan, witnessing the scene, couldn't help but be shocked.

Su Youyue lowered her eyes, staring straight as the people tore him apart, her expression remaining calm and serene.

"This is the fate he deserved."