I Slaughtered Through the Dungeon Worlds with My Cheats-Chapter 773 - 296: Eight Million Taels of Consolation Money Gone [10,000 Words]_6

Chapter 773: Chapter 296: Eight Million Taels of Consolation Money Gone [10,000 Words]_6

"No, Your Highness, I’ve been cooped up at home these days, not doing anything at all."

"Right, right, I did do one big thing, a really great thing," saying this, Marquis Xuanping immediately raised his head, speaking with visible arrogance.

"A really great thing? Come now, tell me what kind of great thing it is." Mu Rufeng’s expression grew darker.

"That eunuch Liu Ming truly doesn’t treasure silver, actually disbursing eight million taels of condolence money to those dead Qiu Ba."

"That’s a whole eight million taels, how much wealth has our Li Family accumulated over generations? How can it be given to those Qiu Ba."

"That’s why I had people take back seven million taels. Your Highness, right now, you’re in need of silver to continue recruiting troops and buying horses, these seven million can support Your Highness’s comeback!"

Upon saying this, Marquis Xuanping had already stood up, extremely excited, as if he had done a tremendous service.

"Clang~!" Liu Ruyu lost her balance and fell onto the chair, her right hand unintentionally hitting the bowls and plates, making a noise.

"Mother!" A young man in his twenties quickly steadied her.

The other concubines didn’t have much to say about this; they were merely shocked by the amount of seven million taels.

The sons and daughters of Marquis Xuanping, who understood more, also changed their expressions greatly.

"Old... Master, how could you do this, it’s a disaster, a huge disaster!" Liu Ruyu’s face lost all color, her mouth muttering about disasters and such.

"Shut up, what would a woman like you understand? This is not a disaster, it’s a huge fortune, it’s the capital for my nephew to rise again and compete for the Supreme position," Marquis Xuanping turned his head towards Liu Ruyu and scolded loudly.

"Good my head!" Mu Rufeng couldn’t take it, reached out a hand and directly pulled over a soft whip hanging in the hall, and grasped it in his hand.

This whip belonged to his grandfather and had been passed down for over a hundred years, used especially to punish unfilial sons.

"Crack!" The whip struck fiercely across Marquis Xuanping’s face.

"Ah~~!" Marquis Xuanping immediately screamed in agony.

"Those are the soldiers who fought bloody battles alongside me."

"Crack!" Another whip lashed down.

"Ah~~!" Marquis Xuanping screamed again.

"Those are the soldiers who followed me in campaigns for so many years."

"Those are the soldiers who saved my life at the cost of their own, falling ultimately on the battlefield."

"Fifty thousand troops, those are the fifty thousand fallen, my brothers-in-arms."

"Crack!"

With each statement, Mu Rufeng delivered a whip lashing.

After a few sentences, Marquis Xuanping was already bloodied and rolling on the ground in agony, begging for mercy.

Mu Rufeng hadn’t used his Qi Blood Power, because he wouldn’t let him die that easily.

"Eight million taels in condolence money, you dare to take back seven million? Who do you think you are? Who do you think you are?"

"And you talk about giving me the capital to rise again? Without the people’s hearts, what use are you, this damned thing?"

With another whip lashing, Marquis Xuanping instantly screamed and then fainted.

Seeing this scene, Liu Ruyu wanted to say something, but knowing the gravity of her husband’s misdeeds, she didn’t dare make a sound.

The rest of the concubines and children also didn’t dare to breathe a word. frёewebnoѵel.ƈo๓

"Daiban, wake him up." Mu Rufeng ordered coldly.

"Yes, Your Highness."

Liu Ming responded, stepped forward, crouched down, and then his hand imbued with a chill slapped Marquis Xuanping’s cheek.

The latter immediately cried out in pain and then came to.

"Ouch, ouch, it hurts, Your Highness, what did I do wrong? What did I do?"

"I’m your maternal uncle; before your mother passed away, she asked you to take good care of me, ouch, I can’t take it anymore, I can’t!"

Marquis Xuanping cried out in pain, again resorting to shirking responsibility; he still didn’t understand what he had done wrong.

"Where is the silver you took back?" Mu Rufeng said coldly.

"Ouch, a nephew beating his uncle, I can’t take it anymore—!"

"Crack!" The whip lashed down once more.

"Ah~~!"

"I’ll ask again, where is the silver?" Mu Rufeng said coldly.

"It hurts, it hurts, stop hitting, the silver is in my estate outside the city," Marquis Xuanping quickly stated.

"Take him away, let’s go!"

As Mu Rufeng’s words fell, he turned and left.

Immediately afterward, a trusted aide stepped forward, directly picked up Marquis Xuanping, and headed outside.

"Father, Father!"

"Master."

The entire household was in great turmoil.

"It’s all over, all over," Liu Ruyu shook her head, her complexion paler than before.

"What’s over, he’s our master’s nephew, the Ninth Prince, at most he’ll just be teaching him a lesson," spoke a favored concubine.

This concubine was the most favored in the household and had been taken in by Marquis Xuanping even before Liu Ruyu entered the family.

Although a concubine, she still had a certain say in the household.

Liu Ruyu, on the other hand, had a gentle nature, not fond of conflict or noise.

Despite her beauty and being well-read, she did not practice the art of the boudoir, naturally not a match for a concubine who was equally beautiful, sweet-talked, and skilled in the boudoir.

Over time, the favored concubine did not pay much respect to this hostess.

In a family, after all, it’s the master who makes the decisions; all the palace and household struggles are the fault of men, without any flaw.

"Come on, Zhongliang, let’s follow as well," Liu Ruyu stood up, forced herself to calm down, and then pulled her legitimate son to head outside.

"Yes, Mother," Li Zhongliang promptly responded, then gesturing for the butler to quickly prepare the carriage.

"Prepare a few more, we’ll go too," the most favored concubine Lin Yu said hurriedly.

Then, the entire family followed behind Mu Rufeng’s carriage in three separate vehicles.

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Inside the carriage.

"Tell me, who instructed you to take back the condolence money?" Mu Rufeng looked towards Marquis Xuanping, who lay limp on the ground like a dead dog.

"No... no one told me, I went on my own," Marquis Xuanping trembled slightly, then added.

He now dared not plead for mercy anymore, for each plea was met with a whipping, too painful to bear.