Manor Head Ping immediately responded, "Thank you for your concern, Lord Jiang. Everything has been carried out according to your instructions. Would you like to inspect it in detail? "Jiang Liechen waved his hand," No need. I trust Manor Head Ping's work. How is the matter regarding your manor's groom selection going? "
Manor Lord Ping said, "Those overconfident suitors have all been captured by me and locked up in the prison. Without your orders, they did not dare to act rashly. "Jiang Liechen nodded," Very good. Bring them in. "Manor Head Ping raised his hand towards the servants standing nearby and shouted," Didn't you hear Lord Jiang's orders? Why aren't you bringing in the prisoners? "
Ping Ruoyu was not used to the two's rigid conversation. Full of curiosity, she walked forward and said, "Lord Jiang, I've heard of you for a long time. It's an honor to meet you today." Jiang Liechen snorted coldly, but did not reply. Ping Ruoyu was not discouraged by this rebuff. She turned to Ling Shuangjin and smiled, "This is Young Master Ling. Heroes are born young indeed. What an adorable child." She tapped the handle of her fan against her palm, then suddenly reached out and patted his head.
Manor Head Ping was on tenterhooks, afraid that his daughter would be rude and offend her. He shouted, "Yu 'er, don't be impudent! Come back quickly! " Ping Ruoyu laughed, "Oh, Father, you've always told your child how tyrannical and invincible the Seven Evil Spirits are and that I should emulate them. It's rare for us to meet, so of course we should get closer to them. "
Ling Shuangjin was naturally the Xuan Shuang that Jiang Liechen had taken away over a year ago. His eyes did not waver in the slightest. With a sway of his body, he slipped out from under her hand. He said coldly, "You flatter me. I'm a killer, and I've never hoped to be liked by others. But there's one thing I hate the most: people treat me like a child. Even if you're the newly debuted Alliance Head Ping, you're no exception. "
Ping Ruoyu had been snubbed and was extremely embarrassed. Just as the atmosphere was in a deadlock, a sudden noise came from outside the door. He saw a servant holding a string of ropes and dragging a group of people in as if they were animals. He bowed and reported, "Reporting to Manor Lord, all the prisoners in the prison have been brought here. I will await the Manor Lord's interrogation. "
Manor Master Ping said, "Understood. You may leave." He casually swept his gaze across the crowd, and a hint of disdain appeared on his face when he saw the group of people cowering and trembling in fear. It was the marriage seeker who had been locked up in prison a few days ago. His clothes were even more ragged and dirty than before, and he looked even more miserable than the beggars on the street. The clothes, which were originally made of expensive brocade, had already been worn out to the point of being torn apart. There wasn't a single clean spot to be found. There were also many bruises and bloodstains on his face from fighting with each other.
As soon as they entered the hall, everyone started talking at once. What annoyed them was that ever since they were captured, they had been locked up in a pitch-black prison cell, and their master did not care about them at all. It wasn't easy for them to leave the prison cell. No matter how the situation changed, it was still better than being trapped in a dark place and waiting to perish on their own. Therefore, they all started discussing. Some discussed among themselves, while others shouted at Manor Master Ping, asking him what he wanted to do with them.
There were also some who seemed to be ignorant and were still fantasizing, hoping that "Could it be that Miss Ping has thought it through and is willing to meet us?" Naturally, these words were snorted at. Why didn't they think about it? With their current appearances, they were dirty and smelly, as if they had just rolled around in a pigsty, and did not look like a 'human' at all. If Miss Ping was really looking for a son-in-law, how bad would her taste be to choose a husband from among them?
Nangong Xue blended into the crowd, her long hair draped over her body in a mess, and her hair was stained with straw from the prison cell. She had changed into the ragged clothes that Manor Master Ping had specially provided. Her mud-covered face was also bruised and swollen. This was not a deliberate act, but a result of the beating she had received a few days ago.
If she walked on the street like this, she would immediately become the focus of everyone's attention. However, among this group of low-level prisoners, there was a subtle harmony. Her gaze was filled with fear, and she carefully looked around. When she saw Jiang Liechen and Xuan Shuang standing in front of her, her heart started to beat wildly. She lowered her head slightly, afraid that the two would recognize her. She had a guilty conscience, but among this group of prisoners who were filled with fear, her gaze coincided with that of the people around her, blending perfectly.
Manor Master Ping and Ping Ruoyu were on the side, so they did not dare to pay too much attention to her. However, at a glance, this group of prisoners was not much different from each other. They could not recognize where Nangong Xue was standing.
The prisoners were noisy, as if a swarm of flies had suddenly flown into the hall. Not only was it noisy, it was so noisy that it made people feel extremely irritated. Jiang Liechen's gaze was like lightning; he quickly swept his gaze around and coldly shouted, "What's all the noise about? Quiet! " Although his voice was not loud, the hidden threat in it was obvious. Under the pressure of his imposing manner, no one dared to make any noise. Moreover, the name of the Seven Evil Spirits was something that this group of Jianghu people, no matter how ignorant or inexperienced they were, would definitely have heard of it for a long time.
Nangong Xue quietly raised her gaze and stole a glance. She saw that his gaze did not fall on her body. But for some reason, she felt that he was staring at her, and her every move was clearly seen by him. While they were waiting, the hall was completely silent. It was even more painful than waiting on the execution field before the execution. However, nobody dared to move. If she tried to hide now, she would be the most conspicuous. She could only stand stiffly and try her best to imitate the others.
It was not clear whether Jiang Liechen saw anything unusual, but he signaled to Xuan Shuang with his eyes. Although the two of them had only been together for a year, there was a tacit understanding between them, as if they had been working together for a long time. Xuan Shuang understood tacitly and nodded. He took a step forward and raised his voice, saying, "Under my Shifu's orders, you Jianghu thieves should be exterminated to show off our Cult's might and Shifu's prestige …"
The group of prisoners' faces were ashen. They were afraid of the power and did not dare to open their mouths to beg for mercy. They could only look at him with pleading eyes, wishing that they could plaster the pleading eyes of their entire families onto their faces.
Nangong Xue had never been used to begging for mercy, much less learning to be so servile. But she felt pity for her past. She thought about how she fell in love with Shixiong and how she suffered so much. Finally, after suffering so much, happiness came, but in the end, it was still a golden millet dream. Could it be that even the Heavens did not want to see the two of them together, and thus created so much bitterness to torment her? And now, for Shixiong, she was destined to walk a path of no return. Her future was uncertain. Her face naturally showed a sorrowful expression.
Xuan Shuang ignored the crowd and continued, "My Shifu does not care about the 'Heavens are virtuous' that you all speak of. But right now we are in need of people, my Shifu can make an exception. Those who are willing to surrender to our Cult will be dealt with lightly and henceforth will be part of our Cult. Those who are willing to surrender, please take a step forward, no need to pay attention to others. Perhaps in the next moment he will become a ghost under the saber. "
Nangong Xue did not have much contact with Xuan Shuang in the past, but from Li Yijie's words, she knew that he was a smart and quick-witted child. Although he was a little stubborn, he did not lose his cuteness. It was really difficult to connect with this young man in front of her, who talked about killing without batting an eyelid. She could not help but sigh inwardly at how easy it was for the environment to affect people. No wonder when she was studying martial arts at Mount Hua, her Shifu repeatedly warned her not to have any contact with the Devil Cult people. If she stayed for too long, she would be deeply harmed. Once she stepped onto the crooked path, it would be too late to turn around.
At that time she was still her Shifu's obedient disciple. Although she did not understand, she still obeyed her Shifu's orders. She thought about how Xuan Shuang had become a little devil who killed people without batting an eyelid, and how he was about to repeat An Yesun's mistake. She blamed herself for not being able to stop him in time. For a moment, other than remorse for herself, she also felt guilty toward Shen Shiyun.
Jiang Liechen coldly said, "Let's make the rules clear once and for all, lest they have empty hopes. In the end, they will blame us for not keeping our word. "As soon as these words were spoken, everyone felt a chill. Several people who had originally planned to surrender immediately changed their minds.
Xuan Shuang replied, "Yes. As you all know, our Cult has risen in recent years. Although we are recruiting people from all over the country, not just any random trash can enter. For this reason, all those who surrender will have to participate in a martial arts competition. To put it bluntly, it will be a straightforward fight to the death. There is no restriction on the way, and there is no need to divide into groups. As soon as the order is given, the competition will begin. You only need to kill all the people around you, while at the same time you must guard against being killed by other people. When there are about twenty or so people left, as long as you are still alive, you will pass the first test. But there is another rule that must be made clear in advance. Don't let anyone try to take advantage of the situation by hiding here and there in order to last until the end. To put an end to this kind of situation, for each person you kill, you must chop off his head and wear it on your waist. In the end, whether you pass or fail, you will be ranked according to the number of heads. If you have any objections, please raise them now. Don't wait until the time comes to muddle your way through. Otherwise, even if you can talk a lot, nobody will listen to you. "
Surrender was still acceptable, but as soon as the crowd heard this rule, they began to voice their discontent. Finally they shouted, "Preposterous! We don't kill surrendered generals on the battlefield. We have already surrendered, why do we still have to compete in that damn martial arts competition? "" That's right! If that's the case, why ask us to surrender? Wouldn't it be better to just fight? "" We won with great difficulty, and now we have to be your slaves for the rest of our lives. Do you take us for fools? "
The Xuan Shuang coldly said, "You scoundrels, watch your words. It's fine if you don't want to surrender, but do you have the confidence to walk out of here alive? Those who surrender have a fifty percent chance of survival. Those who refuse to surrender will be executed on the spot! In short, I don't care if you accept it or not. This is the battlefield, this is reality! I'm sorry, but the rules are set by us, so you have to follow them. If you really don't want to, I'll give you another plan. If you come forward to challenge me, I'll personally spar with you. As long as you can beat me by half a move, you can leave immediately. As long as you are a disciple of our sect, you can't disturb us in this life. How about it, who wants to try? You can give everyone a start. It can be considered a blessing to others! "
After waiting for a long time, no one dared to come forward to challenge him. They had more or less heard of how terrifying the "Blood Demon Young Master" was. If they fought with these prisoners, they might be lucky enough to meet a weaker opponent and have a chance of survival. However, to challenge Ling Shuang Jin and win against him, that was something they didn't even dare to think about. If they were defeated, they would only die a worse death. With that, the voices of criticism slowly died down.
The Xuan Shuang coldly laughed, as if he had expected this outcome. He said, "What, this might be your only way out, and no one dares to challenge me?" After pausing for a moment, he saw that the place was still silent. He opened his mouth once more, "Very good. It's not scary to have bad martial arts. What's scary is not knowing your own place and thinking that you are invincible … "
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