Chapter 739 – Killing You for the Second Time (Part 2)
When has their live streamer ever been insulted like this?
Jiang Pengji, the person involved, hadn’t exploded yet, but the live stream chat was already in chaos.
【Returning to Realize It’s Not Harmful】: Bring me that 40-meter-long big chopping knife! I’ll chop this wretch in one blow!
【Falling for the Night】: Does this person think life is too long? How dare they insult the streamer? I’ll crush this turtle son!
【Old Driver Alliance】: Maybe they really want to shorten their life; after all, the streamer has already killed her once before.
【Mo Lan Zhi】: A transmigrated girl with a golden finger is just being willful. My heart aches for our streamer; she’s just a dried fish who can stream.
【Qing Feng Xue Ying】: Hahaha, you sure about that? This dried fish streamer is stirring up trouble everywhere, making so many people call her ‘dad’!
Jiang Pengji tilted her head and scratched her ears, showing no sign of anger.
Come on, if trashy insults like this could throw her off balance, she wouldn’t have made it this far.
For a general, mindset is crucial.
So, Jiang Pengji still found time to chat with the Red-Clothed Woman.
Jiang Pengji playfully pinched her chin, her obsidian-like eyes deep as tranquil waters. “You just said, ‘she deserves to be punished’? This ‘she’ refers to my mother Gu Min, or my stepmother Gu Zhen? Or both?”
The Red-Clothed Woman sneered, “Aren’t they the same?”
“Right, they’re the same.” Jiang Pengji said, “So, tell me, what tricks did you pull?”
The Red-Clothed Woman pressed her lips tightly together, refusing to speak.
Jiang Pengji continued, “My father said that Meng Zhan was a gentleman back then. When he married my stepmother, he promised repeatedly that he would treat her well. But after a few years of marriage, Meng Zhan’s actions completely contradicted his initial promises. I don’t doubt my father’s judgment; he and Meng Zhan are still close friends without conflict of interest, and Meng Zhan has no need to deceive him… So, what tricks did you pull?”
The Red-Clothed Woman didn’t expect Jiang Pengji to be this sharp; she felt a hint of unease mixed with excitement inside.
She regarded Liu Zhi and Liu Xi as formidable competitors and had faced them multiple times, this was one of her rare victories.
She smiled proudly.
“Gu Zhen entered the bridal chamber without bloodstains. To help her secure her position at her maternal home, I secretly sent her a congratulatory gift, enabling her to have a son overnight!”
Jiang Pengji’s expression turned cold, “And then?”
“On the night before Gu Zhen’s wedding, she was ambushed by a small group of bandits on her way to marry, it was risky but she came out unscathed. However, rumors spread that Gu Zhen had entertained the bandits. With the wedding approaching, it was impossible to avoid. You know how men are about bloodstains; on the wedding night without them, Meng Zhan tried to endure, but who knew Gu Zhen would get pregnant after their first night together. So, whose child is that?”
In this era, there was no DNA testing; unreliable blood tests were just nonsense.
Meng Zhan always felt he was wearing a green hat, unable to speak about it, looking for a chance to make Gu Zhen abort the child and bury the issue.
But Gu Zhen insisted on keeping the child, becoming the initial bond for their marriage.
Jiang Pengji laughed, “You also meddled with my stepmother’s second child?”
The Red-Clothed Woman responded, “Meng Zhan saw Gu Zhen pestering the young servants multiple times; how could he not hate her?”
“Step mothers can’t do such things.”
The Red-Clothed Woman smiled sweetly.
“Disguise pills are a great thing.”
Jiang Pengji’s smile turned completely cold.
“You’re truly ruthless; such underhanded, shameful tactics, yet you use them well.”
“Shameful or not, what about your pure white lotus of a mother? Didn’t she fall, too?” The Red-Clothed Woman scoffed.
“If it weren’t for your deep hatred of my mother, I would think you have forbidden feelings for her.” Jiang Pengji sighed and asked the last question, “One last question, was it you who harmed my mother fourteen years ago, nearly resulting in her death and the child’s?”
The Red-Clothed Woman instinctively wanted to answer, but suddenly held back.
“I won’t say.”
Jiang Pengji smiled, “You won’t say? I already know the answer. There are few people in this world as foolish as you.”
The Red-Clothed Woman’s recently extinguished anger flared up again, secretly clenching the Ninth-Rank Loyalty Talisman.
The System secretly intervened to stop her actions.
“Host, now is not a good time to act; you are not her opponent! Liu Xi’s spirit is very strong; you must wait until she is unguarded or severely weakened to act for a 100% success rate. Right now, she’s at her peak, and the success rate of the Ninth-Rank Loyalty Talisman is much lower than normal; do not take risks. Withdraw first; as long as the green mountains remain, you do not need to worry about firewood.”
The system bit its teeth out of hatred for Jiang Pengji but found no way to handle her.
The Red-Clothed Woman finally regained some composure, swallowing her frustrations, planning to secretly crush the Speeding Amulet to escape.
Jiang Pengji’s spirit was extraordinarily strong; how could she miss the Red-Clothed Woman’s slight movements?
Just as the Red-Clothed Woman crushed the Speeding Amulet, Jiang Pengji, who was initially several meters away, suddenly appeared behind her.
In the next moment, a wave of pain shot through her neck, accompanied by the sound of bones cracking in her eardrum.
“You—”
“Considering you revealed so much, I’ll give you another chance to rise from the dead; see you next time!”
Jiang Pengji smiled sweetly, sending the Red-Clothed Woman off as if she was very happy, but her heart was clouded with gloom.
This person committed so many wrongdoings; killing her once was too cheap; why not keep her around for more fun?
Seeing Jiang Pengji kill in an instant and the Red-Clothed Woman vanishing without a trace, Wu Ma Jun collapsed to the ground.
These two are all monsters!
When Jiang Pengji’s gaze fell on him, Wu Ma Jun was so scared that he crawled away, wanting to escape from this place of trouble.
As long as he could stay alive, he was willing to give up everything.
“Why are you running?”
Before Wu Ma Jun could crawl two steps, a mighty force struck his waist, and Jiang Pengji stepped on him, pinning him to the ground.
“Lan, Lan Ting, for the sake of our past friendship, please don’t kill me… Liu Huan isn’t your biological sister, but you are still siblings…”
Wu Ma Jun trembled, his limbs weak and unsteady.
With a loosened abdomen, a warm orange-yellow liquid flowed out.
Nasal mucus and tears streamed down simultaneously.
Seeing this, Jiang Pengji mocked, “Playing the emotional card won’t work on me; you better say something concrete.”
Wu Ma Jun got inspired, hastily saying, “Lan Ting, just tell me what you want, I can give you half of the empire, as long as you spare me…”
Jiang Pengji smiled, “If we’re talking benefits, you should be more doomed. Fourth Prince, who said you’re not a three-year-old child?”
If he were a three-year-old, perhaps she would spare him.
Wu Ma Jun realized Liu Xi would not let him off.
“Liu Xi, you won’t—”
Wu Ma Jun bent over, about to curse, when a foot stomped the back of his head, embedding him into the ground.
“Shut up.”
With a heavy step, his head cracked open.
Yellow, green, red, and white splattered all over the place.
Jiang Pengji removed her soiled foot socks and nonchalantly slipped on a clean pair of wooden clogs, leaving the mansion like a phantom.
