Are you stupid? I am the villain behind the scenes

The palace of Immortal Lord Haoyang.

Hua Chaochao strode in and with a casual wave of her hand, she drove away all the immortal soldiers guarding the palace and the immortal maidens in charge of cleaning, and then she broke into the inner hall unhindered.

Inside the palace.

Haoyang had already heard the news of Hua Chaochao's return, and was pacing back and forth anxiously, muttering:

"What should I do? Ming Chao won't know that I was the one who was plotting against her from behind, right?"

At this moment, there was a loud "bang" and the door was kicked open.

Hua Chaochao walked in leisurely.

"I know, how could I not know?"

This was what he muttered before answering Haoyang.

Haoyang widened his eyes in astonishment, staring at Hua Chaochao, and stammered, "Ming Chao?! I..."

Hua Chaochao glanced at him coldly, with majesty in her tone: "I have been away for a long time, it seems that you have completely forgotten the hierarchy."

"Can you call me by my name at will?"

Haoyang choked for a moment, then quickly bowed and whispered, "Greetings to the Holy Emperor of the Ming Dynasty."

In the hierarchy of the divine world, above the Immortal King is the God King, and above the God King is the Saint King. Hua Chaochao is two levels higher than Haoyang. According to the rules, Haoyang must greet Hua Chaochao when he meets her.

Hua Chao looked away.

Then, she calmly walked to the main seat and sat down as if she were at home. Her eyes once again fell on Haoyang and she said nonchalantly, "Xiang Jie is dead. Do you think you will be the next one?"

Haoyang shuddered with fear, waved his hands quickly, and explained anxiously: "It was not me who harmed you. I just had a few words with Xiang Jie. He was the one who was dissatisfied with you. I really didn't expect that he would dare to do something to you. Saint Lord, you must be clear-headed!"

"We just talked for a few words..." Hua Chaochao nodded, "Okay, just treat it as two words, then I'll use your two legs to compensate for it, isn't that fair?"

When Haoyang heard this, his face turned pale instantly, his legs went limp, and he knelt down in panic with a plop, his knees hitting the ground with a crisp sound.

He broke out in a cold sweat and begged, "Saint Lord, I... I was confused for a moment, please have mercy!"

Hua Chaochao raised an eyebrow: "Am I not already showing mercy?"

The implication was obvious. If she hadn't shown mercy, Haoyang would have died like Xiang Jie.

"Ming Chao, Ming Chao..." Haoyang crawled to Hua Chaochao's feet and begged with tears in his eyes, "Please forgive me for the sake of our past relationship. I promise I will never dare to do it again."

He didn't want to be disabled, as he would be looked down upon by other gods.

Hua Chaochao looked at him coldly, without a trace of pity in her eyes: "Past affection? Is there such a thing between you and me?"

Haoyang raised his head, met Hua Chaochao's eyes, and was stunned for a moment.

Yes, whatever affection they had was already used up by him.

In the past, he took advantage of Hua Chaochao's indifference and did so many things to hurt her. Now, how could he have the face to ask her to let him go?

A look of regret first appeared on Haoyang's face, then turned into despair, and finally he accepted the reality.

"It's me...I'm sorry."

He has owed this apology for too long.

Hua Chaochao raised her eyebrows slightly, seeming a little surprised that Haoyang would apologize.

Unfortunately, the apology was useless. She couldn't be forgiven just by an apology.

Someone was still waiting for her. Hua Chaochao didn't delay any longer. She stood up and immediately launched two fierce attacks towards Haoyang's legs.

With a shrill scream, Hua Chaochao left without looking back.

She didn't kill Haoyang, not because she was soft-hearted towards him, and it was impossible for her to be soft-hearted.

The reason I choose not to kill is because sometimes, living is more painful than death.

……

After leaving Haoyang's palace, Hua Chaochao still did not return to her own palace, but went directly to the dark prison.

The Holy Judge had already prepared tea and was waiting for her.

As soon as Hua Chaochao arrived at the Dark Prison, he walked straight to the seat opposite the Holy Lord of Justice and sat down. He picked up the tea that had been placed on the seat at just the right temperature and drank it all in one gulp.

"It still tastes the same as before." Hua Chaochao put down the teacup, a nostalgic look on her face.

The Sage Lord of Executions slowly poured her another cup of tea and said, "Welcome back."

Hua Chaochao was amused and teased, "Your way of welcoming me is to come here and get punished?"

The Sage Lord of Execution knew Hua Chaochao's joke, so he didn't respond to her, but asked, "Have you finished killing them all?"

Hua Chaochao pulled the corner of his mouth: "I'm not that cruel. I killed one and crippled the other's legs."

"Only two? What about the remaining one?"

As one of the most senior gods in the divine world, the Holy Lord of Judgement can handle almost all matters of the divine world, big or small.

He knew that Hua Chaochao was trapped in the lower world by Haoyang, Xiang Jie and Xingjun.

Although he knew all this, he did not intervene, because he knew that the Ming Dynasty could not be easily eliminated.

Sooner or later they will suffer the consequences.

Hua Chaochao picked up the newly added tea, blew away the hot steam, and said, "There is another one. We will deal with him after we finish here."

The Sage Lord of Execution looked at Hua Chaochao's nonchalant expression and couldn't help but sigh, "You shouldn't have brought Xiang Jie to the boundary gate to kill him."

It's too ostentatious and high-profile, and I'm afraid that other gods don't know.

If Hua Chaochao had killed Xiang Jie in private, he would not have come to the dark prison to be punished.

However, she knowingly did it, just to make everyone know how terrible the consequences would be if they betrayed her.

Hua Chaochao: "I think so."

The Sage Judge did not argue with her about whether it was right or wrong, and instead asked another question: "How long do you plan to keep him hanging there?"

Xiang Jie's body is still nailed to the gate. No one dares to let him down without Hua Chaochao's permission.

Hua Chaochao thought for a moment and asked, "How long can it be at most?"

The Holy Lord of Execution: "...I'll give you one month at most."

Hua Chaochao said simply, "Deal."

The Holy Lord of Execution: “…”

After finishing the second cup of tea, Hua Chaochao stood up and said, "It's almost time, let's execute him."

The Holy Lord of Execution also stood up and solemnly announced: "Your crime requires a hundred lashes."