Chapter 54 Killing the Tyrant 3 (1/2)

"Aaaaaah!!!"

Su Ruofan's screams echoed through the dungeon, her delicate skin crackling again.

Su Ruodan's fingernails dug deeply into her palm.

She was all too familiar with this scene. She and her brother had joined the civilian organization "Slay the Tyrant" and participated in the mission to assassinate the tyrant. She and her brother were arrested as members of the organization.

She was sent away by members of the organization but was captured again. She remained defiant to the death, which earned her special attention from Yin Jiuxiao, and she was eventually taken into his harem...

And then there were the things that happened after this operation.

"Kill me! Torture me... do as you please!"

Su Ruofan's weak voice pulled her back to reality.

In her past life, her strong and unyielding attitude aroused Yin Jiuxiao's interest, and she became his favorite concubine.

The Zhanjun Pavilion secretly contacted her, using her to pass on intelligence and poison her.

This ultimately led to internal strife within the Northern Cang Dynasty, which was subsequently destroyed by an enemy state.

On the day the city fell, the new ruler executed all of Yin Jiuxiao's close associates, including her, a concubine who was not allowed to leave the palace.

Ironically, not a single one of the righteous men from the Executioner's Pavilion came to her rescue when she was being led to the execution ground.

Her father, mother, and younger brother... also abandoned her!

"Hold on! Everyone deserves to kill this tyrannical emperor. Even if we die, it will be a worthy death!!"

A deep voice came from the cell across the street.

Su Ruodan turned her head and saw the middle-aged man opposite her with a face covered in blood. He was Zhao Hanshan, the Left Envoy of the Zhanjun Pavilion.

In her past life, it was he who, after she entered the palace, constantly used the concept of righteousness to urge her to continue finding ways to kill Yin Jiuxiao.

"We are not cowards who fear death! To punish the tyrant and bring peace to the world, we would rather die than submit!"

Another young woman also spoke, and then recited the slogan of the Slaying Monarch Pavilion as if she were being brainwashed.

The dozen or so members of the Slaying Monarch Pavilion imprisoned in the dungeon echoed his sentiments, their eyes gleaming with fanatical faith.

Su Ruodan suddenly wanted to laugh.

How familiar those words were, how familiar that scene was.

In her past life, she was moved by these passionate words and gritted her teeth to endure the loneliness and solitude of the harem, as well as the anxiety of being killed at any moment.

Just for the sake of a prosperous and peaceful world?

Now that she has died so tragically, she could never believe in such a hollow and unrealistic faith!

Another scream rang out beside her, and Su Ruofan fainted.

The executioner poured a bucket of cold water on him, and the boy woke up convulsing.

"Speak! What organization are you? Where is your headquarters? And who are your accomplices?"

The executioner demanded an explanation in a stern voice.

Su Ruofan shook her head weakly, without saying a word.

The branding iron was heated red-hot again. This time, it wasn't just a bluff; it was a real attempt to burn Su Ruofan.

Su Ruodan looked at her younger brother's pale face, her memories of her past life overlapping with the scene before her.

She remembered clearly that last time there wasn't this procedure; they would have come directly at midnight tonight and killed them all.

"My lord! I'll confess everything! I'll confess!!!"

Su Ruodan suddenly shouted.

The dungeon fell silent instantly.

All the members of the Zhanjun Pavilion looked at her in shock, and a hint of killing intent flashed in Zhao Hanshan's eyes.

"Are you crazy?!"

The young woman stared wide-eyed in disbelief.

The executioner walked over and rudely opened the cell door: "Tell me everything you know!"

Su Ruodan took a deep breath.

She knew that once she said those words, there would be no turning back.

"Yes! They... are a civilian organization called the Monarch-Slaying Pavilion..."

She raised her head, her voice gradually becoming firmer from clear.

She did nothing wrong; she wanted to choose a different path!

"No... Don't worry about me..."