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Finest Servant Chapter 373
🕑 Added 2023-08-13 11:35:33 +0000 UTCChapter 373 Absolutely Shameless
Du Xiuyuan and Xu Zhen, although not clear on the full details, understood the general gist. They knew that these Dongyin people, for the sake of silver, had poisoned so many of their Great Hua compatriots. They were immediately filled with righteous indignation. Seizing hold of Sasaki, they restrained him, and Lin Wanrong kicked him repeatedly. Drawing his steel knife and placing it against Sasaki's neck, he coldly said, "I'll ask you one more time, were those five thousand soldiers all poisoned to death by you Dongyin people?"
Sasaki snorted, "They were useless. Their deaths, very good!"
The veins on Lin Wanrong's forehead stood out, and he forcefully suppressed his rage. Smiling coldly, he said, "Xu Zhen, I leave him to you. You must guarantee to me that he must still be alive a year from now, but, he must suffer more than if he were dead."
"At your command," Xu Zhen grinned, eyes aflame with fury. "I will certainly complete the task."
Waving his hand, Xu Zhen led Sasaki away. Du Xiuyuan saw that General Lin seemed to be in a foul mood, so he obediently withdrew, leaving General Lin alone in quiet contemplation.
"Do you really want to kill this Dongyin man? Don't you want to know where they hid the silver?" A woman's voice sounded in Lin Wanrong's ear, gentle and ethereal, a faint fragrance entering his nostrils, stirring his thoughts a little. Had it been an ordinary day, he would have flirted with her, but today, he had no interest.
"These are Dongyin ninjas, trained as suicide troops. The place where they hid the silver – do you think he would reveal it? Three hundred and fifty thousand taels of silver are not so easily moved. As long as it's within the boundaries of Jining, even if I have to dig three feet into the ground, I will find it. As for this wretch, I don't want to kill him – I want him to live a life worse than death, to regret ever being born." Lin Wanrong gritted his teeth, his eyes filled with rage. "Five thousand people, a full five thousand! These Dongyin people, on the soil of my Great Hua, poisoned five thousand of my compatriots. Fairy Sister, if it were you, what would you do?"
Ning Yuxi's brows lightly furrowed, and she softly said, "Though the Dongyin people are ruthless, have you considered that these five thousand were traitors to the Emperor, joining another camp and becoming rebels? To put it bluntly, they abetted evil and deserved death!"
Lin Wanrong glanced at her, his eyes filled with an indescribable disdain, completely different from his previous lecherous gaze – it was utter contempt, an expression he had never worn before. Ning Yuxi's brows tightened, "What's wrong? Did I say something incorrect?"
"You're not wrong! What's wrong is your master," Lin Wanrong sighed lightly. "She trained you to be an aloof and detached fairy, representing justice and faith, admired by all, with limitless glory. But do you really think you're so amazing?"
Ning Yuxi angrily said, "Don't you dare talk about my master behind her back."
"Talk about her? I have no interest. I'm teaching you, teaching you a simple truth that you and your master have never understood." Lin Wanrong said coldly, his words as swift and harsh as a storm, without a shred of mercy.
Ning Yuxi turned and walked away, unwilling to listen to his nonsense. Lin Wanrong watched her leave, shaking his head in disdain and smiling, "You really don't understand what people live for."
Ning Yuxi slowly came to a halt and turned to glance at him, speaking indifferently, "What did you say?"
"Was I not clear? Fairy Sister, do you know what people live for?" Lin Wanrong leaned against the table, his face full of a cynical expression.
Ning Yuxi pondered for a moment, and said seriously, "Everyone has a dream; it is their motivation to live in this world."
"Nonsense." A hint of a smile appeared at the corner of Lin Wanrong's mouth, and he waved his hand disdainfully, "Let me tell you, Fairy Sister, people live in this world to eat. Ideals, pursuits, they're all the result of having more than enough, on the same path as indulging in desire when well-fed. You say those five thousand soldiers are rebels, but have you ever thought about whether there is any difference to them in loyalty to the Emperor or loyalty to Prince Cheng? Both demand the selling of their lives, both require food to eat, and only a few are destined to rise to greatness, while others will die on the battlefield. Many will never understand in their lifetime what they are fighting for, but most people don’t have the opportunity to choose. Simply put, they are not criminals, nor our enemies, they, like us, are pitiful creatures being used, whether by the Emperor or Prince Cheng. In their eyes, the people are always objects to be used—do you understand what I'm saying?"
Ning Yuxi's face was full of astonishment. Evidently, she found his shocking words difficult to grasp. Lin Wanrong shook his head and bitterly smiled, his thoughts suddenly turning to Xiao Qingxuan. During his time in Jinling, he would chat with her daily in his small house, discussing various astonishing theories, with her always enjoying listening and then deeply pondering and questioning him, leaving him unable to respond. Speaking of political ambitions, only Qingxuan was his confidante. He sighed deeply, whispering softly, "In rise, the common people suffer; in fall, the common people suffer!"
Ning Yuxi was somewhat surprised. Since her youth, she had been an object of admiration for many, and over the years, she had grown accustomed to the beautiful sights of a prosperous world. Who had ever lectured her like this before? Yet Lin San's words were profound and filled with deep insights, presenting a novel and unique perspective that made one delve into deep thought.
"It's too complicated; you might not understand," Lin Wanrong chuckled, "But with your intelligence, it's understandable if you don't."
She didn't need to think to know what he meant. Ning Yuxi glanced at him and snorted, "You, why do you insult people out of nowhere?"
"I'm not insulting, just comparing you involuntarily to Sister An. Fairy Sister, you and Sister An have been struggling against each other for so many years, and you must know each other very well. Coincidentally, this little brother, me, has had intimate contact with both sisters. Do you know who I like more?" Lin Wanrong laughed, throwing out an enticing candy that no woman could resist.
Ning Yuxi smiled faintly, "I won't listen to your nonsense. My matter with Sister An is not as simple as you think, and who you like has nothing to do with me—even if you like her more, so what?"
This Fairy Sister was indeed very cunning. Lin Wanrong laughed heartily, "You're right; I do like Sister An more than you, Fairy Sister—as for the reason, sigh, Fairy Sister, you certainly don't want to know, so it's best if I don't say."
Ning Yuxi shook her head, helplessly saying, "You're truly a bore, doing nothing serious all day long. I won't listen to your nonsense anymore; I'm leaving."
Lin Wanrong chuckled to himself, thinking, ‘Usually, you leave without warning. Why are you hesitating today and even giving prior notice? It seems even a fairy has her worldly thoughts, and she is also a woman, unable to escape those little feminine schemes.’
"The reason is simple," he continued, "Although Sister An lost to you, her constant struggle, her strength, and resilience, her cunning appearance but gentle inside nature, moved me and made me cherish her. She lives more genuinely, more like a real woman. As for you, Fairy Sister, you are high above, unattainable, like a flower in water, a moon in a mirror, out of reach, elusive, hard to approach. To put it crudely, forgive my frankness, apart from the flesh on your chest, I really can't see any feminine charm in you." Lin Wanrong grinned, openly appraising her full chest, his face filled with self-righteousness.
"You—" Even Fairy Ning, with her good upbringing, couldn't help but feel angry at his vulgar words. "You, you despicable man, shameless."
"Sister, your curse is not malicious enough," Lin Wanrong chuckled, "Actually, there's an art to cursing. For example, you could have just said — ah, you're so bad!!! You can learn a lot from Sister An on this. And of course, when you learn how to seduce me, you'll barely be ready to graduate — oh, oh, what are you doing? A gentleman speaks, a woman acts, it's okay to steal a peach, but don't slap the face—"
Outside, Du Xiuyuan and Xu Zhen looked at each other, bewildered by the commotion. Was General Lin performing a duet inside? Playing two voices, imitating so skillfully, how amazing!
With a crash, the main door opened, and as Du Xiuyuan and the others stared at General Lin, who had pushed his way out, their mouths fell open wide, enough to fit two eggs.
"What are you looking at? Never seen a man wear blush before?" General Lin snapped, covering his cheek, visibly annoyed.
"We have, we have," the two managed to stifle their laughter, "The General thinks what others dare not think, does what others dare not do, truly creative and admirable!" As they spoke, they continued to peer sneakily into the house, as if looking for some treasure.
"Come here!" General Lin, angered by their winking and nudging, ordered loudly.
"Here, sir!" Several soldiers quickly came forward to await General Lin's command.
Without hesitation, Lin Wanrong ordered, "Go to the street and buy ten pounds of blush, and cover the faces and behinds of these two rascals. Don't miss a spot." Everyone burst into laughter as Du Xiuyuan and Xu Zhen scurried off, fleeing faster than rabbits, leaving behind a trail of laughter in the courtyard.
On a distant rooftop, Fairy Ning stared blankly at her delicate hands, her face filled with disbelief. ‘I have cultivated myself for so many years, and today, I was actually provoked to anger by him. He is truly shameless.’
