Reborn as a Hatrack in the Mystical Land-Chapter 61 - 43: Better to Offend a Petty Person Than a Woman_2

After seeing Xiao Ya clearly, Imperial Uncle Luo scoffed contemptuously.

"Xiao Ya, you've got some nerve, daring to impersonate someone from the nightclub to infiltrate the Imperial Uncle Mansion. If something happens to me, the current Empress will definitely not let the nightclub off the hook. Do you want to be responsible for the lives of over a hundred people there because of you?" Imperial Uncle Luo knew things were bad, but this Old Fox, fully aware of the precarious situation, still attempted to threaten Xiao Ya.

Xiao Ya was an orphan, raised by the nightclub from a young age. The reason the two sisters agreed to Lady Yao's request was because the other party had proposed that, as long as they pretended to marry Imperial Uncle Luo and deceived him of the complete set of keys, obtaining the Ancient Xuan Beast Egg, they would be granted their freedom.

"What does the nightclub's life and death have to do with her?" Seeing a flicker of reluctance on Xiao Ya's face, the silent Rashamon, who had not spoken until now, suddenly said, "If the nightclub truly cared about the two of them, they would never have offered them up to you like objects. Nor would they have turned a blind eye when Xiao Chu desperately pleaded for help. If we're talking about gratitude, Xiao Chu has already repaid it with her life."

"And who might you be? I have no quarrel or grudge with you, why do you seek to harm me?" Seeing that the warning did not work, Imperial Uncle Luo shouted fiercely again.

"Just a passerby who can't stand injustice, who happens to have heard that Lord Imperial Uncle has an Ancient Xuan Beast Egg. I would like to borrow it for a look," Yue Jinghua played with a box in her hands.

Xiao Ya already had one key, and after knocking Imperial Uncle Luo unconscious, they took the box with them. They had already searched him and did not find the key on his body.

"Hmph," Imperial Uncle Luo wasn't foolish; he understood that if he revealed the location of the keys, what awaited him was Xiao Ya's frenzied revenge.

"This is going to be troublesome; I've never been good at making threats. Fortunately, I've once read about the 'Ten Great Tortures of the Qing Dynasty,' and I can imitate those just fine. Imperial Uncle Luo, it's a bit dark in here, let me light a candle, and after you see clearly, then decide whether to hand over the keys," Yue Jinghua walked in front of Imperial Uncle Luo, lighting a candle.

The two bound Imperial Uncle Luo in a dilapidated temple in a remote location.

The temple had long been devoid of worshippers and offerings, and the surroundings were quite blurry.

The candle was more than ten feet away from Imperial Uncle Luo, and with the flickering flame, he saw clearly what was above his head.

He was unaware until he saw it; upon seeing, Imperial Uncle Luo felt all his hairs stand on end, almost fainting away.

A hemp rope as thick as a finger was attached to a crude pulley, and at the bottom of the rope and pulley was a Cold Iron guillotine, gleaming with frosty light.

The guillotine hung precisely above Imperial Uncle Luo's head, neither too far to one side nor the other.

Below the rope, another candle was lit. The flame of the candle licked at the air, incessantly, and could at any moment burn through the rope.

Imperial Uncle Luo was so frightened he almost wet himself, desperately pulling at the iron chains that bound his hands and feet.

"Stop your pointless struggling; let me kindly remind you, these chains were taken from the prison cells in the Imperial Uncle Mansion, allegedly used specifically to bind those child prostitutes with Dark Skills, highly durable. I'll give you thirty minutes to think it over, the whereabouts of the keys. As soon as you think of it, I'll give you a chance to save your life," Yue Jinghua smirked while Xiao Ya listened, feeling chills run down her spine.

The candle continued to burn, wax dripping all over the floor.

Sweat beaded on Imperial Uncle Luo's forehead, his nerves stretched to the breaking point.

The cold gleam of the guillotine was eroding his will, Imperial Uncle Luo's struggle diminishing from vigorous to slight, eventually becoming a neurotic trembling.

The candle was still burning, the rope had been burnt halfway through, and when only half remained, Imperial Uncle Luo, in a frenzied scream, yelled, "I'll give it, I'll hand it over, the keys are on me."

From the layers of Imperial Uncle Luo's clothing, a key was found, Yue Jinghua took the key and, with a 'click,' the Thousand Mechanism Box was indeed opened.

But inside lay the Ancient Xuan Beast Egg, pitifully small.

Though the egg was small, no one could guarantee what might hatch from it. Yue Jinghua, unfamiliar with the Ancient Egg, decided to first take it back to Lie Family Mansion for Shalman to examine.

Imperial Uncle Luo was already so frightened that his limbs had gone numb, with only his mouth still pleading for mercy, "Esteemed female warrior, I have already handed over the key, you should now fulfill your promise, you can't go back on your word."

"We can't let him go," Xiao Ya said resentfully, wishing she could slowly slice the flesh off Imperial Uncle Luo, piece by piece.

"This is troublesome, one of you is pleading for mercy, while the other says he cannot be spared. I have no real virtues, but I do keep my word; what I promise, I will do," Yue Jinghua's words allowed Imperial Uncle Luo to breathe a sigh of relief. Yue Jinghua drew a dagger and admired it in her hand.

Imperial Uncle Luo was overjoyed.

Xiao Ya clenched her teeth tightly.

"Don't say I didn't give you a chance. I'll put this dagger in front of you. It's a pity, though, this is a very ordinary dagger, good enough to chop through Cold Iron chains, but barely passable for chopping anything else. Before the candle burns through the rope, if you chop off your left hand and both feet, you may still have a chance to escape," Yue Jinghua's words instantly plunged Imperial Uncle Luo into a bottomless abyss.

Rashamon Yue Xiaoqi had already walked out of the house.

Xiao Ya paused for a moment, looked back at Imperial Uncle Luo, whose face was ashen, and a trace of light crossed her eyes.

Without hesitation, she followed Yue Jinghua out.

"Let me out, you maniac, I will not let you go even as a ghost, help me!" Imperial Uncle Luo's scream echoed throughout the desolate wilderness all night long.

By dawn, the entire Polo City was boiling over like a pot of water with two drops of oil, set off by two pieces of news.

Inside Qianbin Building, the tea-drinking patrons were eagerly discussing these events.

One piece of news was that the corpse of a woman, hung outside the Prince Luo Mansion, had been snatched away, including Imperial Uncle Luo's personal soldiers, a total of eighteen servants were all Poisoned to death.

The second piece of news was that early this morning, the soldiers in the city discovered a male corpse not far from a broken temple three miles outside the city walls.

The only thing left of the body was one right hand, and in the course of his struggle, he encountered a pack of starving hyenas, leaving his body gnawed to shreds; only his waist tag could faintly confirm the identity of the male corpse as the present Imperial Uncle Luo Chang.

"Truly, what goes around comes around, who do you think did this?" A few patrons discussed animatedly.

"I heard that the palace has already sent someone to investigate. Last night, after the nightclub sent two people over, the poison remaining in the bridal chamber and in the bodies of those few guards had been identified as originating from the nightclub. The nightclub's owner, Lady Yao, has been summoned by the government," the patrons chatted with various opinions.

The nightclub?

Better to offend a villain than a woman; this saying really is true.

On the rooftop of Qianbin Building, a man in a scarlet robe was tapping his chopsticks, observing the tea-drinking patrons.

Recalling the scene from yesterday within the sedan chair, Xie Yu felt a sense of rueful amusement. After sending off that demoness yesterday, Xie Yu had surreptitiously circulated his breath, and upon discovering that the Dark Energy in his Dantian was much stronger than usual, he realized he had not been poisoned.

As for Imperial Uncle Luo's manner of death. It really was letting him off easy.

A killing aura enveloped Xie Yu, spreading thickly around him.

Thinking back to yesterday's conversation, the killing aura dissipated, and with a slight lift of his amorous eyes, Xie Yu pondered in his heart: Yue Xiaoqi, what are you going to do next?