latelenovela Chapter 151 Returning to the old business
Chapter 151 Returning to the old business
"An Yong, go to my father immediately, tell him about my situation, and ask him to replace the garrison commander as soon as possible. Go quickly..."
An Lushan roared, never having lost his composure like this since he took control of the three An clan prefectures.
"As ordered!"
An Yong didn't dare to delay and hurriedly got up and left the dungeon...
As night fell, the outline of the Prince An's mansion was faintly visible in the moonlight.
An Yong was extremely anxious and hurried along. However, just as he was about to step into the gate of the Prince's Mansion, a figure suddenly blocked his way.
"Deputy General An, night is falling quickly, where are you headed?" Wu Guanqing's voice carried a hint of mockery and provocation.
"An Guanqing?"
An Yong frowned, a hint of displeasure flashing in his eyes. He hadn't wanted to waste any more words with Wu Guanqing, but the other's actions were clearly ill-intentioned.
"An Guanqing, get out of my way! My affairs are none of your business!"
He tried to intimidate Wu Guanqing with his status, but he didn't expect Wu Guanqing to be so unyielding.
"Hahaha... Vice General An, what a show of power you have!"
Wu Guanqing suddenly burst into laughter, and his aura changed abruptly.
A powerful gust of wind swept in, heading straight for An Yong's face.
"you……"
An Yong stared in horror at the lowly henchman who had once served as An Zhi's follower, and before he could react, he lost consciousness.
When An Yong woke up again, he found himself in a secret room.
Wu Guanqing was sitting opposite him, leisurely playing the piano.
"Tell me! What exactly are the Biyou Sect and An Lushan plotting?"
Wu Guanqing's voice was as cold as ice, and An Yong was shocked. He did not expect that Wu Guanqing already knew so much.
"You...you are Zhuge Kongming's man?" An Yong asked tentatively, his tone filled with disbelief. This person who had once looked down on him was actually a Golden Core cultivator.
Wu Guanqing merely smiled dismissively: "It doesn't matter whose side I'm on. Just remember I have a thousand ways to make you tell the truth. I don't like fighting and killing!"
After Wu Guanqing finished speaking, he gently stroked the strings of the zither, immersing himself in the music.
Kongming had already suspected that Biyou Sect's purpose in keeping him was impure, but in order to lull them into a false sense of security, he decided to play along.
However, he had already ordered Wu Guanqing to investigate this matter.
"Hmph... You're dreaming if you think I'd betray you, young master!" An Yong sneered.
"Don't be stubborn. Back in the day, I was a top-notch intelligence agent. I was best at dealing with people like you."
Wu Guanqing remained calm and composed, as if he wasn't in a hurry at all.
"Hmph! If you have the guts, kill me. Before long, both Zhuge Kongming and you will die without a burial place, hahaha..." An Yong laughed wildly, looking like he was ready to risk everything.
The music stopped abruptly, and Wu Guanqing stood up, a five-colored pill appearing in his hand.
The pill slowly rotated in Wu Guanqing's hand, emitting a strange light.
Upon seeing this, An Yong felt a strong sense of unease. "What do you want to do!"
He hurriedly shouted, trying to stop Wu Guanqing from making any further moves.
"Since you're not afraid of death, then let you taste the Five Poison Pill, which even we cultivators cannot withstand!"
Wu Guanqing stopped arguing and flicked his finger, sending the pill into An Yong's mouth.
"You...what did you feed me?"
An Yong asked in horror, feeling a foul, fishy smell spreading in his mouth, followed by a burning sensation that quickly spread throughout his body, causing him great pain.
"The Five Poison Pill, as the name suggests, is made from five kinds of deadly poisons. Every day you suffer the torment of different poisons. On the sixth day, the five poisons attack your heart, making the pain a hundred times greater. You decide what to do!"
Wu Guanqing's voice was cold and cruel, as if he were narrating something perfectly ordinary.
An Yong's face turned deathly pale instantly, his features contorted. He had thought he was not afraid of death, but when this torment came, he realized how terrified and helpless he was.
"What...what do you want?" he asked in a trembling voice.
“It’s very simple. Tell me what Biyou Sect and An Lushan are plotting, and I will give you the antidote.”
Wu Guanqing sat down again, and the music started again, but this time it had a more eerie and sinister feel to it.
"Ah! Kill me! Please..." An Yong rolled on the ground, screaming continuously.
"Hmph! You want to die? Do you think I'll grant your wish so easily? Speak up!"
Wu Guanqing's eyes sharpened, and with a flick of his hand, the medicinal properties of the Five Poison Pill were rapidly activated.
"Ah...kill me..."
An Yong howled, knowing he had no other choice. The poison of the Five Poison Pill began to ravage his body, and he felt as if his internal organs were in purgatory, suffering unbearable pain.
He finally understood that Wu Guanqing's description of his suffering was not an exaggeration.
“Young master, I’m sorry… Fine… I’ll tell you…” An Yong began with difficulty, telling Wu Guanqing everything he knew.
He dared not hide anything, because he knew that once Wu Guanqing discovered he was lying, even more cruel torture awaited him.
Wu Guanqing listened very carefully and occasionally asked some key questions.
Although An Yong's answer was somewhat disjointed, it was generally coherent.
When An Yong finally finished speaking his last words, he seemed to have used up all his strength and collapsed to the ground.
"Very good, your performance was not bad." Wu Guanqing nodded in satisfaction and ended An Yong's life with a wave of his hand.
He then immediately wrote down the intelligence he had obtained in code, and a carrier hawk flew out of the secret room at lightning speed...
Inside the Biyou Sect, Kongming unfolded the secret letter, his expression shifting between light and dark.
"That An Lushan! I, Kongming, have spent my whole life scheming against others, and I almost fell right into your trap."
Kongming opened his palm, and the secret letter instantly turned to ashes.
"We can't stay here any longer, Zilong. Go and make preparations. We need to leave immediately!"
"Alright! I'll go and summon Gang Lie right away!" Zhao Yun said solemnly.
"Let Ganglie stay at Biyou Sect for a while. He looks harmless, so if he admits defeat, the people of Biyou Sect won't hurt him!"
Kongming waved his feather fan, revealing a thoughtful expression.
If all three of them go down the mountain, the Biyou Sect will definitely become suspicious. At that time, they will activate the mountain-protecting formation, and none of them will be able to escape.
However, Zhu Ganglie has a special physique and is extremely resistant to beatings. In addition, he is weak by nature, so he might betray everyone and join the Biyou Sect as soon as he turns his back.
When it came to self-preservation, Kongming never doubted the pig demon.
"But……"
Zhao Yun wanted to say something more, but Kongming waved him off.
He sighed, only hating that Zhu Ganglie was too greedy, running to Xishui Miao's place every day to freeload and never treating him like an outsider.
He even mingled with many elders, and took advantage of Kongming's false reputation to show off his power quite a bit.
Well, now we've been tricked by Kongming again...