Love You for the Rest of My Life-Chapter 1517: Enjoying Planting Gu?

What should I do?

Why is this feeling of fear rising from the depths of my heart so intense? He had a foreboding sense that he might die miserably.

Di Mingjue stared at him for a long moment before slowly parting his lips and saying to the soldiers, "You all leave for a bit. I have something to say to him."

Although they didn’t know Di Mingzhe’s exact identity, his commanding aura, coupled with the fact that he came with Di Mingzhe, and their similar facial features and expressions, made the soldiers somewhat understand.

"Yes, sir!" The few of them saluted in unison, their voices firm and forceful, before promptly marching out of the room.

Now, only the cousin and Di Mingjue were left in the room.

The cousin felt an icy coldness spreading over him. He didn’t know why, couldn’t pinpoint the reason, but fear started to seep in.

This kind of fear stemmed from the depths of his soul, as if he could already foresee the brutality awaiting him. He began to shiver uncontrollably, overcome by intense terror.

Di Mingjue’s lips curved into a faint smile, tinged with coldness and a dash of malice. He stepped forward with arms crossed, his tall, imposing figure exerting an oppressive pressure. Staring down at him coldly, with a half-smile, he asked, "Playing with gu poison—is it fun?"

The cousin immediately felt as though he’d been struck with a heavy blow; his face turned deathly pale in an instant.

As expected!

Of course, this group belonged to the capital. Right! He suddenly remembered; his cousin had once mentioned that Nangong Jin’s future wife apparently had the surname Di.

They didn’t know much else, only that the girl’s family was incredibly wealthy. But they were clueless about her family’s true background or status.

Having money didn’t necessarily mean having power.

Since they were in Miaojiang, they naturally knew nothing about the capital’s affairs. Without connections, all they knew was that the girl’s family was very rich—everything else was a mystery.

So the cousin still couldn’t quite understand. That man just now, who appeared so cold and composed with an equally strong aura—why even the Governor treated him with such utmost respect, lowering his head in deference to whatever he said?

Could it be?

The cousin suddenly had an epiphany and remembered that the current Vice President also had the surname Di!

It wasn’t entirely his fault, though. As an ordinary civilian, how could he make such a connection? He simply assumed the girl’s family was wealthy. Even if her last name was Di, it didn’t necessarily mean she was related to the Vice President.

Di wasn’t an exclusive surname. Not everyone with the surname Di could be linked to the Vice President, right?

The cousin couldn’t make sense of it. He wanted to dismiss such notions, but a subconscious hope clung to the possibility that they weren’t connected to the Vice President.

Cold sweat poured down his face like rain as the fear inside him grew more acute. In desperation, he frantically shook his head, denying it, while incoherent noises spilled from his mouth.

Di Mingjue kindly removed the cloth gag from his mouth. His expression was icy, domineering, yet laced with amusement, as if a cat toying with a mouse on the brink of death.

With the gag gone, the cousin finally managed to speak, "No, I was just helping someone! Just helping someone do a job!"

He could help his cousin with something, but that didn’t mean he was willing to risk his life for it.

He had worked so hard to escape, hiding in such a remote place, only to still be found. The strength of this group was beyond his imagining, far outside his ability to comprehend or withstand.

They even mobilized Miaojiang’s military forces along with so many police officers just to catch him, a single man.

"Helping someone?" Di Mingzhe arched an icy brow. "Do you even realize who it is you’ve provoked?"