This Lady Is Trying to Kill Me

Chapter 427 - 427: Don’t Kiss Your Boss (1)

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Tread, tread…

Two sets of unhurried footsteps sounded in a dark dungeon.

White-Haired Diting’ Meng Jiao was wearing the white dress she often wore when she was young. Although her hair was snow-white and she was no longer young, her demeanor was like that of a middle-aged female constable. She no longer had rhe demeanor of someone old.

Behind her, the thin Sun Wuji walked past cell after cell with his three-foot-long sword hanging on his waist. He sighed. “It’S a pity about Nangong Ling. 1 met him once when 1 was traveling in Jianghu. He was a little young and frivolous, but his morals weren’t bad. 1 didn’t expect that after a few decades, he would become a devil who brought disaster…”

Meng Jiao was almost seventy years old. It sounded quite old, but when Great Wei was founded, she had been just a little girl. Her master had been one of the heroes who had helped the revolutionary army break through the city along with Sun Wuji. Later, he had been rewarded with a position in the Ministry of Justice until he passed the position to her.

Because of this, no matter how old she was, when she met Zhao Wuji, she still had to call him uncle.

Hearing Sun Wuji’s words, Meng Jiao sighed. “Heroes can’t resist beauties. Nangong Ling has a licentious personality. When he was traveling in the Heavenly South, he encountered a femme fatale. After hearing a few flowery words, he lost his mind and kidnapped her.

“The people of Jianghu adhere to chivalry. Killing a million people is also to get rid of violence and bring peace. However, once you take the wrong step and violate the principles of chivalry, stealing a copper coin will make you be consigned to eternal damnation. Once Nangong Ling started, and with the people around him fanning the flames, he couldn’t stop. The more crimes he committed, the more people he killed. In the end, I was the one who captured him. When 1 found him, he was penniless and seriously injured. He had been thrown into the mountains to wait for death…’1

“Wealth is like a tiger descending from the mountain, and lust is like a knife scraping your bones. It’s really not a joke.” Sun Wuji sighed. “One-Eyed Maitreya, Bai Siming, Yao Wenzhong… They’re all juniors I’ve heard of. Their martial arts achievements aren’t low, but they’ve fallen to such a state at such a young age. What a pity for their talent…”

As rhe two of them chatted, they walked to the middle of rhe dungeon.

There was no name at the door of the cell, only a T sign so that constables could identify the cell.

Although it was Sun W’uji’s firsr rime in the Black Office, he could still tell that the cell marked T in the middle definitely contained the most powerful person. He stopped and asked, “Is Cao Qianqiu locked up here?”

Meng Jiao shook her head and said, “No, Eunuch Cao is below. The two Wang brothers of Yan Province are locked up here.”

“The two Wang brothers of Yan Province…” Sun Wuji had withdrawn from Jianghu for 30 years and no longer asked about the matters of Jianghu. It was normal for him nor ro have heard of some young people. Hearing this, he asked curiously, “Are they young outstanding talents who just appeared in Yan Province?”

“They didn’t just appear. The biological father of the two brothers is Wang Yi, the Mountain-Collapsing Spear. They didn’t make a name for themselves. They were chased around by the Cutting Cloud Palace and hid everywhere. Two months ago, for some reason, they entered rhe capital and tried to assassinate Ye Jingtang on rhe streets…”

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After some thought, Sun Wuji stroked his beard and nodded. “The younger generation will surpass us in time. I’ve heard of many assassinations of Grandmasters, but this is probably the first assassination of a Martial Chief since the founding of rhe country…’1

Meng Jiao didn’t waste her breath talking about the two small fries. She brought Sun Wuji to the third basement of the dungeon, passed through a long and narrow tunnel, stopped outside an iron door, and opened it.

Rumble!

The heavy iron door was moved away, revealing the spacious room inside.

The room had a wooden floor. The hole from rhe prison break had been repaired, and rhe room was clean and spotless.

There was a long table in the middle of the room with an oil lamp burning on it.

The old eunuch in a red robe still maintained a meticulous posture as he sat cross-legged in front of the table. Although his expression was calm, his complexion was very poor.

The last time he went out, Eunuch Cao had received several saber strikes from Qiu Tianhe and the spear attack from Ye Jingtang and the empress of Great Wei.

Although they were only flesh wounds, there was a price to pay for practicing the three pictures of muscles, bones, and skin. Because the skin was too tough, the recovery speed of injuries couldn’t be the same as that of normal people. Without the Fire Bathing Picture, even if it were just a small wound, it would take months or even years to recover. For this reason, Eunuch Cao was basically still in a severely injured state.

The iron door opened. Eunuch Cao looked up and saw Sun Wuji outside the door. His eyes moved slightly as he said hoarsely, “Hero Sun, 1 haven’t seen you for sixty years.”

In the last year of the previous dynasty, Sun Wuji had helped the revolutionary army deal with the die-hard loyalists of the Great Yan Dynasty. At the time, Eunuch Cao was a ’die-hard loyalist’ and guarded the last palace gate.

Eunuch Cao had only been 12 years old back then and had been mentally immature. Sun Wuji was already the Sword Saint, so he naturally didn’t kill him after encountering him. Instead, he brought him to the founding emperor of Wei. Only then did the founding emperor treat the Great Yan imperial family well and exchange their lives for Eunuch Cao s loyalty until now.

Sun Wuji didn’t want to have anything to do with the Imperial Court. After the founding of Great Wei, he never set foot in Yun’an again, and Eunuch Cao didn’t enter Jianghu, so this was the second time the two of them had met.

Seeing the old eunuch who was about his age, Sun Wuji sighed and sat cross-legged opposite the long table. “Back then, you were just a tall kid. 1 didn’t expect you to become an old man in the blink of an eye.”

Eunuch Cao looked very calm. “I’m old, but I’m still the same person from back then. Hero Sun, you’ve long stopped asking about Jianghu. Now that you’re in the capital, could it be that the eldest princess invited you to persuade me to be loyal to her?”

Sun Wuji said casually, “When 1 saw you back then, I knew that you were stubborn. Why would I do such a useless thing? Moreover, the current emperor doesn’t lack a gate god like you.

“As the saying goes, those who advocate for justice will enjoy much support, while those who are unjust will have little’. Because the founding emperor of Wei was magnanimous, benevolent, and loved rhe people and talents, countless heroes rushed to support him when he raised his army. On the other hand, the last Yan emperor had countless extraordinary people under his command. But because he wasn’t good for the country, how many people were still standing in front of him when the city fell?

“The current emperor has been in power for ten years. No matter how we evaluate her actions, the people of the world know it in their hearts.. How can such an emperor not even find a single guard?”