klisemfg Chapter 2070 Acting
Chapter 2070 Acting
Yinding kept walking, and the shouts of the pursuers behind him were getting closer and closer. He blocked the sword wind behind him with his forearm, picked up the broken stick from the corner, turned around and pointed it at the soldier's wrist.
The soldier felt pain and his long sword fell to the ground with a clang, but he had no time to bother with the silver ingot. He turned around and ran forward again, throwing the broken stick on the side of the road.
"Stop him! Don't let him run away!" Another pursuer caught up with a knife. Yinding dodged the knife by turning sideways, touched his waist with his fingertips, took out a copper coin, and threw it out with his backhand.
The copper coin hit the soldier's knee, and his legs went limp, and he staggered and fell to the ground. The people behind him didn't brake and almost stepped on him as they rushed forward.
The streets were already in chaos.
Some brave people peeked out from under the door frame, shouting, "The Su Mansion is ablaze! This is a big deal!"
"I heard during the day that the Su City Envoy had arrested someone, and now there's a fire at night. It must be because of that!"
Yinding didn't stop walking, but he was secretly laughing in his heart.
He quickened his pace and was about to reach Liu Balang's mansion when he caught a glimpse of a familiar figure out of the corner of his eye. It was Sun Qing.
Sun Qing was leaning against an old locust tree, looking over here. When he saw Yin Ding running towards him, he was stunned at first, then he saw that the fabric on his chest was soaked with dark blood stains, and his brows immediately frowned.
"Are you okay? Do you need help?" He took two steps forward and lowered his voice.
Yinding stopped and wiped his face with his hand. There was still some dust on the corner of his mouth. He grinned and said, "No need. It's just a joke. The people behind are all our own people. We are just trying to create momentum."
He paused, glancing at Liu Balangfu behind Sun Qing, "How are you? Is everything okay here?"
Sun Qing glanced back at the gate and smiled, "Liu Balang is still unconscious. I was bored staying in the house, and when I heard a loud noise outside, I came out to check it out. I didn't expect to run into you."
As he spoke, he glanced at the blood on Yin Ding's body again, "Your blood...are you really okay?"
"Hey, it's not my blood." Yinding waved his hand, his tone more relaxed. "You're almost there. Once the sacrifice is over tomorrow and the Liu family falls, you can return to the prince and report."
When Sun Qing heard this, his eyes lit up and he looked delighted. "I've had enough of this shabby place of the Liu family. Every day I have to pretend to be submissive to that stupid Liu Balang. It's so suffocating."
He paused and warned, "Be careful too. Liu Jiulang is very suspicious. Don't let him get hold of anything."
"Don't worry." Yinding nodded, then glanced behind him. The voices of the pursuers were getting farther away. "I have to report over there. I'm leaving first."
After saying that, he bowed to Sun Qing and turned to run towards Liu Jiulang's mansion.
Sun Qing watched his back disappear at the alley entrance before he withdrew his gaze, touched his chin, and turned back to Liu Balang's mansion. However, he was hoping that the sacrifice would come soon tomorrow so that he could leave early.
Yinding walked around to the side door of Liu Jiulang's house. As he approached, he saw Zhou Lie sticking his head out from behind the door. When he saw him, he came forward and said in a low voice with joy: "You're back! He's waiting for news from you. How is it?"
Yin Ding followed Zhou Lie inside: "It's okay, everything went well. How is he?"
"I didn't go to the shipping company. Once this happened, it interrupted me. Mr. Ding also came over, and the two of them whispered in the room for a long time. He had long forgotten about the shipping company."
Yinding nodded, and the two of them walked to the gate of the courtyard without saying anything more.
When they got to the study, Zhou Lie knocked on the door first: "Master Jiu, Silver Man is back."
Liu Jiulang's voice came from the room: "Let him in."
Yinding walked in and saw Liu Jiulang sitting on the armchair with a book of sacrificial procedures in his hand.
Yinding walked to the middle of the room, stopped, and handed the bloody bundle forward: "Master Jiu, the mission is completed, Scarface's head is here."
Liu Jiulang put down the booklet and his eyes fell on the bloody bundle in Yinding's hand.
He actually didn't want to look, but this was a matter of great importance and he had to verify the identity, otherwise he would feel uneasy.
He didn't stand up, but just raised his chin: "Open it and take a look."
Yinding did as he was told and reached out to lift the corner of the bundle, revealing Scarface's lifeless face, especially the scar that ran from his brow to his jaw, which was particularly conspicuous under the light.
Liu Jiulang just glanced at it and then looked away, feeling relieved - even if Su Zhenhai had gotten something out of Scarface's mouth before, there was no evidence now.
He picked up the tea on the table, took a sip, and then asked, "Where did you kill him? Tell me in detail."
Yinding stood up straighter, with a faint smile on his face, and his tone was relaxed: "There is not much chance on the road. Su Zhenhai keeps a close eye on Scarface.
After entering the Su Mansion, they were directly locked up in a separate courtyard of the Su Mansion. There were two teams of soldiers guarding the door, and several teams patrolling back and forth, so they couldn't get close at all.
I found this opportunity only after I sneaked into the Su Mansion."
He paused, drank a sip of the water Zhou Lie handed him, and continued, "When I went in, I heard the crack of a whip. I leaned over to listen and realized it was Su Zhenhai interrogating Scarface.
That scarred man is quite stubborn. When Su Zhenhai asked him about his relationship with us, he refused to give a single word.
"Su Zhenhai was so angry that he whipped Scarface on the back with the whip in his hand. The whip made a crackling sound and I could even hear Scarface's muffled groans from outside.
But even so, Scarface didn't utter a word.
Later, Su Zhenhai stormed off, probably to the front hall to arrange for firefighting—the mansion was already on fire by then.”
When Liu Jiulang heard this, he raised his eyebrows and asked, "Did you set the fire?"
"Yes." Yin Ding nodded, his tone tinged with contempt. "When I saw Su Zhenhai leave, I went to the kitchen, grabbed a bucket of cooking oil, poured it into the woodshed, and then struck a tinder and threw it in."
"I took the opportunity to sneak in and saw Scarface tied to a pillar. His clothes on the back were soaked in blood and his head was drooping. I thought he had passed out.
As soon as I approached, he raised his head, saw me, and his eyes lit up, thinking that it was Master Jiu who asked me to save him.
At this point, Yinding sneered: "It's ridiculous that this guy never understood until he died."
"Then I took advantage of the chaos in the mansion and climbed out from the back wall with his head in my hand."
After Yinding finished speaking, he looked at Liu Jiulang, waiting for his reaction.
Liu Jiulang didn't speak immediately. His eyes fell on Yinding, from his dusty cheek to the bloodstains on his chest, and then he turned to look at Zhou Lie who was standing next to him.
Zhou Lie nodded immediately and whispered, "Master Jiu, I just sent someone to the Su Mansion to get information. The mansion is still in chaos. Su Zhenhai is so angry that he is cursing in the yard and wants to find out who set the fire."
Liu Jiulang finally put his mind at ease. He tapped his fingers on the armrest of the armchair and looked at the silver ingot: "Well done, there will be a generous reward."
Yinding lowered his head and said, "This is what I should do."
"Go down and rest first, and clean yourself up."
"Yes!"