Chapter 846 – What If I Kill You? (Thirteen)
Jiang Pengji said, “It’s quiet enough here. You can say whatever you want, Yu Mo.”
Cheng Jing noticed the helplessness in Jiang Pengji’s eyes; clearly, she was the one who initiated this, so why did it seem like he led her on?
What was he supposed to say?
He had nothing to say!
Due to the talismans in his hands, Cheng Jing could sense that the demon was nearby, making him even more vigilant.
He said, “This is a long story…”
Jiang Pengji replied, “No worries, you can make it brief.”
Cheng Jing: “…”
The audience in the live stream burst into laughter.
Cheng Jing was a strategist for Huang Song’s camp, not a personal one, so how could they bully him like this?
Thanks to Cheng Jing’s strong mental fortitude, he only froze for a moment before recovering.
With a quick twist of his mind, he rummaged through his thoughts and soon concocted a plausible “serious matter.”
Jiang Pengji was very cooperative, nodding or frowning, occasionally offering her opinions.
Cheng Jing silently marveled; this Liu Xi was indeed talented, her ability to fabricate stories rivaled his own.
As they walked while talking, Jiang Pengji seemed to be entirely entranced by Cheng Jing’s words.
The cold moonlight poured down, stretching their shadows long.
They rounded a fake mountain, their perspective aligning perfectly with the moon’s direction, revealing a dense cluster of abandoned fake mountains ahead.
The shadows were heavy; if anything was hiding there, who would ever discover it?
With time passing, Cheng Jing’s heartbeat grew louder and more frantic, almost threatening to leap into his throat.
A scorching heat radiated from his right hand; he knew that the demon was close, not more than a few meters away!
At that moment, a booming voice rang in his ears, and a dark blue light surged from the shadows ahead toward Jiang Pengji beside him.
“Why don’t you kneel and submit—”
Everything happened too suddenly, and instinctively, Cheng Jing took a defensive stance, trying to block that mysterious blue light.
But alas, he was merely a scholar lacking in martial prowess. By the time he positioned himself in front of Jiang Pengji, that light had already struck her.
Cheng Jing’s expression darkened as he witnessed it.
A graceful woman emerged from the shadows of the fake mountain, applauding in admiration.
“You did well! Without you diverting Liu Xi’s attention and lowering her guard, it wouldn’t have been so easy.”
Earlier, this woman had ordered Cheng Jing to serve as a meat shield for her.
Thus, his previous actions appeared in her eyes as proof of his loyalty.
Cheng Jing inhaled sharply, his face calm as he stepped aside, but his hand rested firmly on the hilt of his sword.
The woman approached unabashedly, giggling as she circled around Jiang Pengji, scrutinizing her with a critical eye.
“Well—quite nice, Liu Xi!”
The woman stopped in front of Jiang Pengji and suddenly gripped her chin tightly, forcing her to look up.
“You’re not that great looking, looking like a man, a total eyesore. What you owe me, I’ll make sure to collect tenfold!”
Under the moonlight, Cheng Jing saw Jiang Pengji’s expression blank, her eyes showing signs of daze, almost wooden.
His heart sank sharply; gripping the hilt of his sword, his long fingers turned pale.
The woman was still not satisfied. Holding Jiang Pengji’s chin tight, she suddenly shoved her against the rugged fake mountain, her gaze menacing.
“Now, kneel and lick my toes.”
Cheng Jing’s rage flared up suddenly; how dare this demon humiliate someone like this?
Just as he was ready to draw his sword, he noticed Jiang Pengji’s right hand, hanging at her side, signaling him to back off a bit.
Cheng Jing: “…”
He had run into a master of theatrics, hadn’t he?
The woman hadn’t loosened her grip; she had a change of heart.
With her eyes shimmering with malice, she beckoned Cheng Jing, who was watching the drama unfold.
“Come here.”
Cheng Jing, the innocent spectator, thought: “…”
He took a few steps forward, his mindset relaxing significantly. He was curious to see what kind of show would follow.
“She’s a gift for you today; she’s probably still a virgin.”
On the other side, the live stream exploded with chaos.
The viewers had been following Jiang Pengji for years; when had they ever seen her treated like this?
This woman was actually using her claws to grip their host’s chin, pushing her against the fake mountain, and demanding she kneel and lick toes?
Lick your own balls!
And as if that wasn’t enough, she wanted to disgrace the host’s dignity?
Truly vile!
【Four-Dimensional Cloud】: I have an MMP to hurl at her face right now!
【Mu Zhuang】: Is the host possessed? Wake up fast!
【Demon Queen’s Scarlet】: Cheng Jing, if you even touch the host’s fingers, I’ll crawl through the internet and chop you into bits!
The previously quiet chat exploded like a volcano, drowning the screen in messages.
Then, a bold orange-yellow message caught their attention.
【Host V】: Forgot to mention, we will be expanding the viewer limit for the live stream soon. According to estimates, we should connect to another dimension for the broadcast. I’ll be live streaming to audiences from both realms. Spaces are limited, so remember to subscribe!
One hundred fifty thousand idle viewers: “…”
The fiery tension from moments ago was extinguished by Jiang Pengji’s announcement.
【Handsome Rabbit】: Damn, the theatrical host is playing with my feelings!
Meanwhile, Cheng Jing’s face turned stark pale, his rage nearly exploded.
This demon didn’t know, but he did know that Jiang Pengji was fully aware.
Liu Xi was the county official, how could she be treated like any ordinary woman?
Not to mention the tangible humiliation; in Cheng Jing’s view, even brushing against the hem of her clothing was sacrilege.
More importantly… what if Liu Xi held a grudge?
Cheng Jing felt his vision dim; he feared he would have trouble leaving Wanzhou upright.
Even if his worldview shattered, Cheng Jing still didn’t reveal any flaws.
In simple terms, among the three present, aside from the woman, the other two were Oscar-worthy actors!
Oscar owed them so many little golden men that it could bankrupt the Academy Awards.
The woman smiled brightly at Jiang Pengji, “Look at you pretending to be a man for so many years; I bet you don’t even know what a ‘woman’ is, do you? Today, I’ll enlighten you! You’ve killed me multiple times in the past; you should have seen this day coming. Thirty years to the east, thirty years to the west; fortune shifts! Falling into my hands, this is your retribution! Cheng Jing, what are you waiting for, she’s yours now.”
With that, the woman gripped Jiang Pengji’s chin and tossed her toward Cheng Jing.
He moved to the side to evade her; he couldn’t dare touch her, lest he become collateral damage.
Jiang Pengji, like a puppet, was thrown to him. Just as her toes left the ground, something unexpected happened.
She adjusted her balance mid-air, quickly grasping the woman’s wrist, forcefully yanking her in.
Her right hand coiled around the woman’s neck like a viper, and with a pull and a twist, she flung the woman from left to right.
“Not very entertaining,” Jiang Pengji’s voice drifted to the woman’s ear, carrying a hint of playful amusement but chilling as winter frost. Jiang Pengji added, “I originally wanted to keep you alive a while longer, but unexpectedly, you sought your own demise. How delightful!”
