Berserk God of War-Chapter 1707: Wenxiang Boss, Extremely Troublesome
The reason Sikong Jing’s expression was so grave was because...
Even though they had obtained part of the Thousand Prison Tower’s list, actually getting these pitiful Qianwang Pawns to rebel against the Qianwang Holy Tower was as difficult as ascending to the heavens. In their hearts, they only cared about the safety of their loved ones.
They must be made to believe that they can rescue their loved ones...
Obviously, Old Fat Head was too optimistic when contacting the Qianwang Pawns.
This is why, with insufficient preparation, the current incredibly tricky situation occurred.
Of course, it was incredibly tricky. 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝙚𝙬𝓮𝙗𝒏𝙤𝒗𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝒐𝓶
If this Qianwang Pawn were to die, her Life Lamp would immediately shatter in Pei Kuang’s hands, and Pei Kuang might suspect or even investigate that the Thousand Prison Tower’s list had already been leaked.
This was an extremely serious problem.
It was very likely that the so-called pawns of the entire Thousand Prison Tower would be investigated or directly wiped out.
Without time for nonsense, Sikong Jing, led by Old Fat Head, stepped into the room. Inside, they saw a woman bound tightly with chains at the center of the room, her entire body covered in bruises...
But these were not injuries inflicted by Old Fat Head and the others; she had inflicted them upon herself in a suicide attempt.
The chains held her, ensuring she had no way to commit suicide.
Sikong Jing also noticed that her face was deathly pale.
The wounds on her body were turning black, clearly a sign of poisoning. As Sikong Jing entered, she paused her beast-like growl, lifting her bloodshot eyes...
Her gaze was like that of a wounded mother demon beast, as if she wanted to devour Sikong Jing whole.
At this moment, Old Fat Head handed a set of documents to Sikong Jing, which naturally contained all the background information on the woman before him.
After scanning a few lines quickly, Sikong Jing looked up to the woman in front of him once more.
Then Sikong Jing took a deep breath and, instead of detoxifying her immediately, said, "Wenxiang Boss..."
As soon as he said these four words, the woman spat a mouthful of fresh blood in Sikong Jing’s direction and said, "Stop wasting words. Right now, I’m dead or still dead. Either you kill me now, or let the poison in me run its full course."
Her voice was squeezed out from between her teeth, teetering on the edge of madness.
Sikong Jing gazed deeply at her, and the documents stated that her name was Xiong Tingting...
She was the owner of the Wenxiang Pavilion, which was also a very well-known Emperor-grade Power in Willow Leaf City and the surrounding area.
Although a brothel, Wenxiang Pavilion had a high caliber, serving only martial arts experts.
Xiong Tingting was also the Wenxiang Pavilion’s Oiran in her younger days. Now, as the boss, it was equivalent to being the sect leader of Wenxiang Pavilion, making her an indispensable figure in Willow Leaf City.
No matter how wanton she was, she was a master of martial arts.
Without the Thousand Prison Tower’s list, no one would have believed she was a pawn of the Qianwang Holy Tower, nor would anyone have known that a former Oiran would go so mad for the sake of family.
Who says brothel women are heartless? Such emotion surely moves anyone to tears?
Deeply inhaling, Sikong Jing fixed his gaze on Xiong Tingting and said: "What if I destroyed the Thousand Prison Tower and rescued your family?"
Upon hearing this, Xiong Tingting lifted her head sharply, then laughed mockingly: "You’re dreaming. No one can do that; no one in this world can stand against the Qianwang Holy Tower. You have no idea how terrifying Pei Kuang is."
She continued with a bitter laugh: "Even if you had a chance, you still couldn’t."
The terror of the Qianwang Holy Tower had been deeply imprinted on Xiong Tingting’s bones, but what followed made Sikong Jing’s brow twitch as he listened to her: "Because then my daughter would be harmed, she might die."
"I absolutely cannot let my daughter come to any harm..."
At this point, her tone suddenly overflowed with maternal tenderness.
When mentioning her daughter, she was like a gentle, obedient kitten.
But in an instant she again wildly lifted her head, roaring: "Why did you have to find me, why disturb me? Why harm my daughter, why, why, why?"
Her implication was clear; Old Fat Head finding her brought her daughter into extreme peril.
As long as something happened to her, her daughter would die in the Thousand Prison Tower.
In this moment, Xiong Tingting stared fixedly at Sikong Jing like a madwoman, crying out: "I don’t care what you’re planning, I only want my beloved daughter to live, so let me die quickly."
Clang, clang...
The chains binding her clattered violently, of course protected by prohibitions, and Xiong Tingting fiercely used True Qi to lunge at the prohibitions above.
Not to resist, but just to die quickly.
Blankly staring at Xiong Tingting, Sikong Jing remained silent.
Meanwhile, Old Fat Head was utterly distressed, next to Sikong Jing he asked: "Young Master, what should we do?"
He wasn’t afraid of Xiong Tingting’s resistance, nor any schemes...
But Old Fat Head feared this situation immensely, his heart already heavy with guilt, for his actions had pushed Xiong Tingting to suicide; he might have killed a tragic mother and daughter.
"Roar, roar, roar..."
Xiong Tingting howled like a beast, unable to die immediately.
In this silence, Sikong Jing deeply inhaled again, speaking softly: "Old Fat Head, senior, please step out for now."
This left Old Fat Head stunned, then after staring at Sikong Jing for a few moments, he left.
Before leaving, he anxiously advised: "Young Master, be careful."
Though Xiong Tingting desperately sought death, she would escape given the chance, certainly hoping that delivering intelligence on the Su Old Demon remnants could save her daughter.
Old Fat Head naturally worried Sikong Jing would suffer as a result.
Ultimately, recalling Young Master’s many miraculous achievements, Old Fat Head decided to entirely trust Sikong Jing.
In the blink of an eye, only Sikong Jing and Xiong Tingting remained in the room.
As Sikong Jing slowly approached, Xiong Tingting abruptly ceased her struggle and lifted her head. She suddenly smirked: "Young man, did you send that fat old man away to have your way with me?"
"Come on! Ha, hahaha..."
She laughed hysterically, casting a cold sneer at Sikong Jing...
"All you filthy men are the same, thinking conquering a woman’s body wins her heart. But remember, I’m a brothel woman, the kind you men consider lowly in your eyes."
To Xiong Tingting, Sikong Jing wanted to conquer her with some little tricks. Her hatred persisted in her eyes.
In response, Sikong Jing remained expressionless, providing no reply. Instead, as he approached, he flicked a droplet of blood into Xiong Tingting’s mouth.
In that instant, Xiong Tingting froze, then shrieked: "You, what did you make me swallow?"
After asking, her expression drastically changed as she shouted: "Bastard, why did you detoxify me... ahhhhh!"
She immediately sensed the poison in her body dissolving, tossing her hair frantically.
Having swallowed the Little Demon Insect’s poison and failed her suicide attempt again, she truly just wanted to die.
