The Legend of the Concubine in the Harem

"......Prince Gong." Xie Yi suddenly stopped smiling, "So he was also involved."

Zhou Ting realized that the other party was deliberately provoking him, and his heart sank: "You rebellious son..."

"Okay, Master Zhou Er, stop flattering yourself. When have I ever acknowledged that you are my father? Pretending to be a noble relative will lead to exile." Xie Yi stood up and gently knocked on the window frame. "Or, Master Zhou Er, you have fallen in love with the life of exile, and just after being rescued by those evil cult members, you can't wait to run to me to show yourself so that you can be exiled again, right?"

"You don't acknowledge your biological father, do you want to be struck by lightning?"

"Having a father like you is unfortunate enough to deserve to be struck by lightning."

Zhou Ting almost popped his eyes out of their sockets: "You...Okay, I knew it, I knew that woman was lying to me from the beginning! You...you are the child of her and that Jun boy! My blood...my blood will never be so ungrateful!"

"It's a pity. I really hope that I don't have a father with a stain like you. Besides, my mother gave birth to me and raised me. There is no gratitude between you and me. How can you be ungrateful... Oh, no, the fact that I allow you to spray shit here alive shows that I am magnanimous. But you are not grateful at all and keep talking nonsense. When it comes to ungratefulness, no one in the world can compare to Young Master Zhou." Xie Yi took a folding fan from the shelf beside him.

The fan is black and has a faint metallic sound.

Zhou Ting was choked and scolded repeatedly, and was so angry that he couldn't speak. Seeing that Xie Yi was determined not to acknowledge him as his biological father, Zhou Ting took a few deep breaths and stared at him with red eyes: "Okay, okay, it's you who don't know how to appreciate it... Although I don't know why you want to hide here incognito, this tavern has been surrounded by our people. Marquis Yongjia, you just wait to die!"

Upon hearing this, Xie Yi slowly opened the folding fan in his hand. Zhou Ting only saw the lower half of his face hidden behind the dark and shiny fan, revealing a pair of eyes that were still irritatingly dull and indifferent, while the red mole between his eyebrows became more and more eye-catching, like fire and stars.

"A lot of you came?"

Thank you asked calmly.

Zhou Ting laughed twice to give himself courage: "Now that you are afraid, kneel down and apologize to me, and beg me to save your life!"

"Ah." Xie Yi's tone was a little more smiling, "It is Master Zhou Er who is starting to get scared, right? But I still have to thank you for sending so many people to help me..."

He turned his wrist and turned the folding fan over. The hand holding the fan fell to his chest and fanned it twice gently: "After dealing with this part, when you fight a trapped beast in the future, it will be easier for us to worry and it will be easier to clean up."

On the black fan was a blood-red word "kill". The flamboyant handwriting reminded Zhou Ting of the imperial plaque that his family had had many years ago. However, upon closer inspection, there were many differences.

However, the murderous aura that was overwhelming him made Zhou Ting no longer have the energy to think about the familiar yet strange handwriting.

Before his brain could react, his body instinctively turned around and fled towards the door that had closed at some point.

However, the next moment, Zhou Ting felt his back being cut open by a sharp blade. The impact caused him to fall forward to the ground. The severe pain made him unable to get up no matter how many times he tried, until he felt a foot gently stepping on his right leg.

Zhou Ting turned around with horror on his face.

Xie Yi, dressed in black with his hair tied up with linen, stepped on his calf and looked down at him. The black folding fan in his hand was actually made of fine iron, and the fan bones were clearly sharp blades with blood grooves. It was this thing that hit Zhou Ting's back hard just now.

"You...you can't do this, you will be struck by lightning!" Zhou Ting was extremely frightened when he realized what might happen next.

However, Xie Yi still had little emotion. She just looked at him coldly and said, "Aren't you going to apologize yet?"

Zhou Ting didn't understand what was going on, and he just begged subconsciously: "Yes... I was wrong, I was not good, I shouldn't have come to threaten you, I shouldn't have said rude things to you... Ah!!!"

The chilling sound of bones breaking.

Xie Yi pressed his foot hard, then rolled it twice slowly: “This is not what I want to hear.”

"Ah..." Zhou Ting was sweating profusely from the pain, "Help!!! Help!!!"

Xie Yi shook his head: "Tsk."

He put his foot down, took two steps leisurely, moved to Zhou Ting's left side, raised his foot again, and kicked—

After her right calf was stepped on and broken, Zhou Ting's left calf was also broken by a kick.

"Master Tuesday, you are really not smart enough, vicious, but stupid."

Zhou Ting's mind was completely confused by the pain. Out of the instinct of survival, a flash of inspiration finally flashed through his mind: "Yes... I was wrong, I shouldn't... I shouldn't have said that about your mother. At the beginning... At the beginning, I was greedy, I was lustful and mean, it was all me, I was vicious, I hurt her, I hurt her..."

"I'm sorry... I'm sorry... I shouldn't have done that. It's all my fault. I'm a bitch, I'm a bitch..."

After not feeling any harm for a long time, Zhou Ting couldn't help but feel a glimmer of hope in his heart to save his life. He tried hard to raise his upper body, turned around and tried to give Xie Yi a pleading smile.

But what greeted him was still Xie Yi's cold eyes.

"......I apologized." Zhou Ting suddenly collapsed, "I know I was wrong, I won't dare to do it again, you...think about your grandma, she treated you very well when you were a child, if you kill me, it will be your grandson killing her son, how will your grandma live...I beg you..."

"It sounds like your mother is very important to you."

Zhou Ting immediately nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes!"

He showed a flattering expression: "Marquis Yongjia, Lord Marquis, you..."

“In that case, why don’t you think about that my mother is also very important to me.” After Xie Yi finished speaking, a black light flashed, and the word “kill” on the fan was dyed even redder by the blood.

Zhou Ting's head separated from his broken body and rolled heavily. His terrified eyes froze and never closed again.

Cut off the head, remove the limbs, peel off the skin and remove the bones.

Xie Yi silently and skillfully turned Zhou Ting into food for wild dogs. As for those that could not be digested, they would be completely burned next.

Just as he said to Joshua Wong, having such a biological father is a stain for Xie Yi, a stain that must be completely eliminated.

"By the way, when things are almost done, we should burn the Zhou family clean." With blood dripping from the corners of his black clothes, Xie Yi said to the empty space in the tavern, "Ask Madam Shen Guogong to go to Prince Yiyang's mansion. I will go and see what Prince Gong is planning."