After I killed him for 9,000 years, he was reborn.

"what……

I admit it, I admit it, please stop fighting...

I confessed everything.

Please stop fighting and let me have my last moments."

In the Dali Temple dungeon, Meng Qisui, the Dali Temple Chief Justice, sat in an armchair with his eyes lowered and silent, looking indifferent as he watched the ferocious jailer executing Butler Tong.

Poor housekeeper Tong's fingers were covered in blood, and the nails were gone, leaving only a bloody mess.

Butler Tong was twitching with pain and crying so hard that he didn't even have the strength to scream. He could only shout out his moves while barely breathing.

"It's a bargain for you, old man.

I originally wanted you to try the new torture device we just launched in Dali Temple.

Do you see the iron pot and iron brush over there?

Use an iron pot to boil some water and pour it over your body, then use an iron brush to scrub the freshly cooked meat off piece by piece...

You had the chance to be the first person to try this torture device. What a pity! If only you had been a little more resilient, it would have been better. "

When Butler Tong heard the jailer's words, he almost fainted and said tremblingly:

"Please spare my life, sir! I will tell you everything, I just want you to give me a quick death!"

His voice was trembling, filled with despair and fear, which made people feel pity for him.

However, Meng Qisui, who was used to it, remained indifferent. He looked at Butler Tong coldly, with a hint of disdain in his eyes.

"Bah, if you don't accept my toast, you'll be punished! Are you scared now? What were you doing before?"

The jailer, who was still unsatisfied, spat on Butler Tong's face.

Seeing that it was almost time, Meng Qisui stood up, walked to Butler Tong who had completely collapsed mentally, squatted down, and looked straight into his eyes.

Butler Tong didn't dare to look him in the eye. He lowered his head, his body trembling slightly.

Meng Qisui sneered and said:

"Go ahead, tell me everything you know, and I'll kill you."

Butler Tong hesitated for a moment, but finally answered truthfully:

"My Lord, the theft in the storehouse of Duke Yue's mansion was indeed done by me and Aunt Li in collusion."

“Where’s the money?

Where is the money hidden?

Besides you and Aunt Li, who else was involved? Who were they?"

"More than half of them were used to lend money at high interest rates, and the rest were some of the imperial gifts and precious items that were difficult to sell, which were kept..."

Meng Qisui stood up with a satisfied smile on his face.

He waved his hand, signaling the jailer to take Butler Tong away for a detailed explanation and to make him confess everything.

Afterwards, Meng Qisui turned around and walked out of the dungeon, secretly thinking about how to use this information.

Butler Tong, who had already collapsed, and Tong Wencai's personal servant who had witnessed Butler Tong being tortured, could no longer bear it, and the two of them told everything they knew about Yue Guogong Mansion in a blur.

Steward Tong explained with tears streaming down his face: "Your Excellency, I will tell you everything! The thefts in the Yueguo Mansion's treasury are all true, but I didn't do it. It was Aunt Li and her brother's family who used the Yueguo Mansion to make money. It's also true that they used the name of the Yueguo Mansion to lend money and kill people, but that has nothing to do with me!" He cried with tears and snot, and with his bloodstained body from being severely tortured, he looked really pitiful.