Love You for the Rest of My Life-Chapter 1490: I’ll Trust You This Time
"Master Jin, Master Jin, I know I was wrong! Please, please spare me! This has nothing to do with me, really, I don’t know anything, I don’t know anything at all!"
"Grandfather, grandfather, save me, save me, please!"
"I don’t want to have my legs chopped off, I don’t want my eyes gouged out, and I definitely don’t want my organs removed!"
"Grandfather, grandfather! Miao Wu is already dead. Is entering the ancestral hall that important? Do you really have to do this?"
Watching the man so terrified, wailing and screaming miserably as if he were being dismembered alive, Old Miao’s face turned ashen in an instant.
Nangong Jin, however, completely ignored the man’s pleading. The faintly curved corners of his lips were as coldly menacing as Shura’s, while his glittering peach blossom eyes radiated a chilling hostility, as if he were merely watching a farcical performance.
He raised his eyebrow and glanced at Old Miao disdainfully, spitting out three words, "Play with me?"
With such a ruthless and indifferent demeanor, Old Miao finally understood—he could never stand against Nangong Jin.
"Three." Nangong Jin’s merciless voice spilled from his lips, and as soon as the word escaped, he was already signaling to issue the order.
"No!" The man cried out with all his strength. He didn’t want his limbs severed, his eyes gouged out, and to end up worse than a useless cripple.
"Wait a moment!" Old Miao bellowed, and at last, he yielded under the weight of Nangong Jin’s threats.
He had no choice. Nangong Jin didn’t look like he was joking in the slightest. To him, human lives might truly be worth nothing.
Sensing the scent of victory, Nangong Jin arched an eyebrow, his voice icy. "Don’t think about stalling for time. If you dare utter a single useless word, I won’t give you another chance."
"I’ll talk, I’ll talk." Old Miao sobbed uncontrollably, finally stammering through chattering teeth, "This He Yin Gu isn’t fully formed yet. The most direct method for administering the He Yin Gu is to poison the cursed individual, but my cousin never came into contact with your wife. However, there’s another method—using the Eight Characters of Birth Time. But the thing is, we don’t know the exact time of her birth, just the date. So this gu poison won’t last that long; it’s only active for 24 hours, after which it naturally dissolves by this time tomorrow!"
He and his cousin previously made an agreement: if he didn’t contact his cousin within a certain time, the cousin would use this method to curse Di Jinxuan, partially to intimidate Nangong Jin into compromise. But what he failed to anticipate was that Nangong Jin was far more ruthless than he imagined.
What he also didn’t expect was Nangong Jin’s incredibly strong influence in Miaojiang, to the extent that he was able to capture his entire clan.
Hearing Old Miao’s response, Nangong Jin frowned deeply. His heart surged with joy, but he still wasn’t reassured, so he asked again, "Are you certain?"
"Yes! Absolutely!" Old Miao responded hastily, "If it doesn’t dissolve in 24 hours, you can exterminate our entire clan!"
"Very well, I’ll trust you this once. But if you dare deceive me, the consequences will be far graver than what you’re experiencing here." Nangong Jin stared coldly at Old Miao, his expression still devoid of emotion. At this point, there was no other path to take. Though the situation was somewhat problematic, the outcome seemed to be the best possible one—dangerous, but no disaster.
"Take them back to the Netherworld Pavilion," Nangong Jin immediately turned his head and instructed Xiaowu, "Post guards outside the estate here in Nanyuan. Without my express orders, no one is allowed to enter. After 24 hours, wait for my command."
