Chapter 1688 – Conquering Nan Sheng, Killing An Huan (Ninety-Six)
“My leg—”
The sudden sharp pain made An Huan scream in agony.
The war horse beneath him neighed loudly, rearing up occasionally, kicking its front legs, and almost stumbling.
The more it moved, the deeper the arrowhead buried in its flesh protruded, tearing at its meat, fresh blood gushing from the wound.
The frightened war horse leapt around, causing its rider more distress, and An Huan was unfortunate enough to be thrown off for the second time.
Had it not been for someone grabbing his collar as he fell, he would have likely ended up with a concussion from the drop.
Of course, An Huan’s focus was no longer on the war horse; the pain in his thigh was sharper and dominated his thoughts.
An Huan’s face twisted in agony, contorted into a ghastly expression.
To alleviate the hurt, he clutched the fabric at the injury site with such force that it nearly ripped, his knuckles turning pale from the exertion. In stark contrast was the thick, warm blood that stained his palm.
One red, one white, highlighting the starkness of each.
This scene unfolded in an instant; many had yet to react when An Huan crashed to the ground, howling in pain.
Thus, someone barked indignantly, “Liu Xi, for a lord, how can you act so cruel and cunning, even using a hidden arrow to attack!”
Jiang Pengji snickered repeatedly, and while she was becoming more laid-back, the idle viewers in the live stream could not stand it.
What kind of random trash could they slander the streamer with?
【Kongxia Silent Eating】: This is typical of a thief crying “Stop, thief!” Five million slackers watched this, how can you twist the truth!!!
【Winter Summer Blossoms】: Ha, this kind of trash isn’t worth the streamer’s spit, their blatant double standards are truly ugly.
【Dancing on Your Grave】: The focus isn’t on these double-standard idiots, it’s on the fact that the streamer caught a hidden arrow bare-handed and threw it back! One word—super invincible cool! Two words—so cool I can’t close my legs!
【Pinxi Xi】: It was practically a divine operation; I was sweating bullets for the streamer, but had no idea they’d just smack it back. Our trash streamer keeps reaching new heights of coolness, that moment was just so elegant and untouchable!
【Old Driver Alliance】: Let’s not beat around the bush, I want to be crushed by the streamer until my legs go weak.
【Hard to Remember Numbers】: Pfft—didn’t expect you to be this kind of old driver.
【Stowaway Non-Money】: Didn’t expect you to be this big shot, add me!
In this era where men are becoming increasingly refined and ladies are growing more formidable, Jiang Pengji is truly a crowd favorite.
The streamer’s embrace is the harbor they’ve spent their lives striving for.
This scene not only threw An Huan and his companions into disarray, but also made the captain of Jiang Pengji’s security team furious to the point of exploding.
The enemy’s stealthy arrow was simply overwhelming; though it hadn’t aimed directly at Jiang Pengji’s face, the targeted area was still perilous. If hit squarely, it could mean death or serious injury. They acted dishonorably, launching an ambush, and now they had the gall to turn it around on her?
An Huan deliberately engaged Jiang Pengji in conversation to divert attention, only to secretly fire the hidden arrow—was that the conduct of a gentleman?
“Shut your ancestors’ nonsense!”
The security captain was a middle-aged man approaching forty, and when he cursed, his voice boomed like rolling thunder.
He had cultivated himself for many years, and now that his composure cracked, he was itching to roll up his sleeves and chop the enemies to pieces.
“You despicable cowards, the lord truly is embarrassed for your sorry existence!”
Jiang Pengji couldn’t help but roll her eyes, chuckling softly, “You’re cursing them, why drag yourself in?”
Cursing them as cowards, while calling himself “the lord”; isn’t that a bit contradictory?
Security Captain: “…”
At a time like this, can’t he just not argue? Which side are you on, my lord?
“Why waste breath? Just tie them up; no matter how you beat them, it’ll be fine. I want to see what hard points they have other than their mouths,” Jiang Pengji sneered, “Those worthless bones? Perhaps even worse than what’s down below in terms of taking hits.”
The security captain clasped his fists and said, “I will obey your orders.”
An Huan’s thigh was impaled both front and back by the arrow, and after being flung from the war horse, he was nearly in so much pain he lost consciousness.
Everyone wanted to take such a burden and flee, but they couldn’t match Jiang Pengji’s swift steed. After struggling a few times, they were all captured cleanly.
This was a one-sided, utterly crushing defeat with no suspense.
Jiang Pengji looked down from on high at An Huan, bound tightly and drenched in cold sweat, and coldly said, “I was able to save you from the endless snowstorm back then, and now I can take your life here. You had a chance to live, but you insisted on seeking death; why bother?”
An Huan’s lips turned white with pain; moving his injured thigh was impossible, even breathing would aggravate the wound.
He struggled to reveal a trace of mockery, a grim smile escaping, “Liu Lanting, why do you feign righteousness?”
“No matter how feigned, it allowed you to scrape by for so many years, you ought to be grateful,” Jiang Pengji lifted her foot and ground it near his wound, causing An Huan to scream again, her face impassive as she reprimanded, “A drop of kindness should be repaid with a fountain of gratitude. An Huan, you repay kindness with hidden arrows. Hmph, whether it’s fortune or disaster, you should experience it yourself!”
The captured loyalists of An Huan nearly exploded from anger at Jiang Pengji’s humiliation of him, curses spilling from their lips.
Jiang Pengji appreciated such spirited individuals; thus, she granted them a quick release with a swift strike.
Watching as the previously cursing individual lost his head in the next second and rolled twice on the ground, many were left utterly dumbfounded.
“Victory for the king, defeat for the bandit. You may as well accept your fate; win honorably and lose gracefully, only the incapable would bark madly.”
Jiang Pengji didn’t even glance at the man, yet her words struck true.
Only the keen-eyed noticed that the person Jiang Pengji had just beheaded was clearly the one who had launched the hidden arrow.
Holding a grudge and not seeking revenge—such a streamer is soulless.
An Huan gritted through the agony and said, “Liu Xi, if you want me to concede, you might as well kill me!”
Jiang Pengji accepted the napkin passed to her by the security captain, methodically wiping the blood off the blade of her divine-slaying knife.
“You refuse to concede and stubbornly hold onto your pride; I naturally won’t spare you. But since you are a lord, wouldn’t dying here be a waste? We should prepare properly for your departure, with drums and fanfare to send you off, right?” Jiang Pengji sheathed her divine-slaying knife, and everyone witnessed her artillery power, making one wish for death, “Tie them all up; we’ll return to discuss merits and rewards!”
The security captain grinned widely, confidently responding, “I will obey your orders!”
Delightful! A late-night snack is secured!
