Chapter 1106: The Wicked and the Virtuous

Gu Jin tilted her head and smiled, the laughter wanton and mocking.

She lifted her hand and sent a streak of Spiritual Power toward Han Yong’an.

This force could neither be seen nor touched, yet it could be felt.

Han Yong’an clearly sensed it: the Spiritual Power Gu Jin hurled at him sank into his body, and he was suddenly bound to the spot, unable to move freely.

His face changed drastically. "What did you do?"

Gu Jin walked up to him, lifted his chin, twisted hard, and casually tossed the red elixir into his mouth.

"What I’m doing, naturally, is using you to test this new product. It’s said that those who take this elixir—if they are evildoers—will, for the rest of their lives, enjoy suffering a thousandfold of the pain they once inflicted when they committed their crimes.

If they are good people, taking this elixir will strengthen their bodies and extend their lives. For the virtuous, this pill is a great tonic."

"You are vicious beyond belief!"

Han Yong’an slurred as he spoke, glaring at Gu Jin, wishing he could tear her apart and swallow her alive.

Gu Jin saw through his slyness at a glance. The elixir she had just sent into his mouth was still being held there; he hadn’t swallowed it.

She raised her foot and kicked Han Yong’an hard in the stomach.

Han Yong’an fell heavily to the ground in an extremely wretched posture.

"You witch!"

As the master of the Chen Palace, the king of this country, Han Yong’an had never been humiliated like this.

This time, all of his dignity, both inside and out, was stripped clean.

Such humiliation was intolerable to him.

Right now, he wanted nothing more than to slaughter everyone in the conference room who had witnessed his pathetic state!

Han Yong’an hadn’t noticed that he could already move his body.

When Gu Jin kicked him again, Han Yong’an couldn’t help but reach out to cover his abdomen.

Calling Gu Jin a witch was no exaggeration; this woman’s blows were truly ruthless!

At this moment, all his internal organs were in excruciating agony from her assault.

Out of the corner of his eye, Han Yong’an caught the movement of Gu Jin lifting her foot again; ignoring his own pain, he rolled and twisted, quickly dodging the strike.

His body able to move freely, he finally realized the shackles on him had been lifted.

This discovery brought a look of delight to his face.

Unfortunately, before he could be too pleased, razor-sharp Wind Blades erupted from around Gu Jin and swept toward him.

"Aaaahhh!!!"

"Aaaahhhhhhh!!!!"

Wretched, agonized screams echoed from within the conference room.

Unfortunately, a Barrier had been laid over the room, blocking all sound.

Even the attendants guarding the door, no matter how close they were to the room, could not hear a single sound from inside.

No one knew what kind of torment and punishment their loyal Your Majesty was suffering in the conference room.

It had been a long time since Gu Jin had met anyone who could anger her so much she couldn’t help but personally mete out a lesson.

Han Yong’an shattered her understanding of just how shameless people could be.

Tonight, she vented all the fury he had provoked in her.

...

Deep night fell.

A curved moon hung high above, its cold light pure and gentle, making the night seem even more calm and peaceful.

By the time Gu Jin, Wanqi Yanghong, and Wanqi Jingyi left the Chen Palace, it was already past midnight.

They moved as quietly as they had when they came, only this time, there was one more person at their side.

Han Yixuan, who had been unconscious all along and hadn’t woken once.

After the group stepped out, the Chen Palace behind them was as serene and solemn as ever.

Wanqi Yanghong walked up to Gu Jin and asked softly, "Little Ninth Master, where to next?"

Gu Jin thought for a moment, then took out her phone. "Wait a bit, I’ll make a call first."

This call was to An Mingji.