Chapter 60 Killing the Tyrant 9 (1/2)

"What's the meaning?"

Su Ruodan's breath hitched, and she froze.

The Su family members are all dead?

"ha!"

Qin Zheng laughed loudly and tossed out a blood-stained jade pendant he had found on the floor of the ancestral hall.

But Su Ruodan recognized it; it was Su Ruofan's personal item that he never parted with!

"The blood of your loved ones hasn't dried yet."

"This is the consequence of your betrayal of us and your allegiance to the tyrant! Your parents' heads are still hanging on the city gate!"

He whispered maliciously, then burst into laughter at Su Ruodan's stunned expression.

"No!!! Impossible!!!"

"He clearly promised me..."

Su Ruodan's mind exploded, and her blood seemed to freeze. She shook her head, trembling, and retorted in a hoarse voice.

She did harbor resentment towards the Su family because of what happened in her previous life, but she didn't want them to die!

"promise?"

"Su Ruodan, you're so stupid it breaks my heart! What did you hear when the organization taught you?! You actually believed that tyrant?"

Qin Zheng laughed mockingly, then suddenly grabbed her neck.

Su Ruodan felt cold all over, her vision went black, and her ears were ringing. She was almost suffocating and about to faint.

At this critical moment, Qin Zheng's wrist was pierced by a flying arrow. He screamed and turned around abruptly.

The unnamed accomplice has been captured, and flames suddenly blaze outside the dungeon gate!

Yin Jiuxiao, dressed in black robes, stood with his hands behind his back, surrounded by guards with knives, who tied the remnants of the Zhanjun Pavilion to the ground.

"You come and go as you please in my dungeon?"

Yin Jiuxiao's lips curved slightly, exuding an air of ease that suggested he had everything under control.

"Your Majesty... save... save... save me!"

Su Ruodan collapsed to the ground, her face deathly pale, her lips trembling, tears silently streaming down her face, calling out to Yin Jiuxiao in a hoarse voice.

"Chop these traitors into pieces and feed them to the dogs."

Yin Jiuxiao stared at her, feeling utterly bewildered. Were they that close?

He turned around and coldly gave the order, ignoring Su Ruodan, who seemed to be very familiar with him.

Su Ruodan was shocked and looked up in disbelief.

He... he actually ignored her?!

"Miss Su, don't listen to that traitor's nonsense! His Majesty is clearly a good person!"

Zi Xi peeked out from behind Yin Jiuxiao. If you could see her eyes under the mask, they would be as bright as two small lanterns.

Yin Jiuxiao's temple throbbed.

"Really, really!"

"His Majesty not only granted Lord Su permission to retire to his hometown, but also bestowed upon him a fief of three hundred households! Did you see that gilded carriage? His Majesty specially allocated it from his private treasury!"

"His Majesty also ordered the Xuanjia cavalry to escort Lord Su all the way back to his hometown!"

Zi Xi counted on her fingers, recounting Yin Jiuxiao's kindness and benevolence as if they were precious treasures.

Su Ruodan stared blankly at the person who suddenly appeared, dressed in black and completely covered up, only able to tell from her voice that she was a young girl.

This outfit makes you look like a royal assassin!

If what she said is true, then... does Yin Jiuxiao really have such deep feelings for her?

Su Ruodan looked up at Yin Jiuxiao with a hint of shyness.

All the misfortunes of her previous life stemmed from the Zhanjun Pavilion. Now that the Zhanjun Pavilion is gone, if he truly loves her so much, then she... really needs to consider whether to leave.

I still need to respond to Yin Jiuxiao's feelings...

"Shut up."

Yin Jiuxiao interrupted him coldly.

The little assassin spoke as if he had some ulterior motive towards Su Ruodan.

He simply wanted to expose all the traitors in the Zhanjun Pavilion and remove all obstacles around him.

"Oh right! I forgot the important part!"

"Miss Su, you should reform yourself and start anew, and strive to get out of here as soon as possible..."

Zi Xi slapped her forehead. Given Yin Jiuxiao's vengeful nature, he would definitely seek revenge for the assassination attempt.

She stole a glance at Yin Jiuxiao's sour face, which was so dark it could drip ink, and suddenly stammered out what she was going to say.

Yin Jiuxiao scoffed and turned to leave.