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Dean Lan tried to dissuade him: "General, he didn't take the imperial examination, he just studied in our academy, and he paid all the money. There's no reason to break his hands, right?"

He didn't want to see his students get hurt, and there was also a reason for this.

After spending these few days together, he and the little girl, who was both his teacher and friend, and his best friend's lover, how could he not protect her?

Chen Zhao said: "Just because there is none now doesn't mean there won't be any in the future."

Jiang Jing was forced to kneel on the ground by the yamen runners.

A hint of a sharp weapon flashed across his eyes. There was a stone in front of him. As long as he broke free from the two yamen runners escorting him, picked up the sharp stone and threw it straight at Chen Zhao's vital point, the man would definitely have no chance of survival.

But he would also die instantly.

The family, A Su and Huating Academy will all be implicated, especially the family, who will be implicated and die.

"General Chen, you have pinned a trumped-up charge on me. Have you ever thought that one day you will suffer retribution for this?"

"This general is acting in accordance with the law, how can I suffer retribution?" Chen Zhao raised his hand. At this moment, he was enjoying the supreme power. He had fought on the edge of life and death, so he should enjoy it. Suddenly, he figured it out. Why should he be so timid? It was just killing a fugitive. Everyone he killed deserved to die.

Dean Lan sighed. Why hasn’t Fang Yu come back yet?

Chen Zhao raised his hand and gave a sinister smile.

"Don't worry, I'm looking for a professional torturer. I'll cut your tendons so you don't die from the pain." He approached and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear, "Jiang Jing, beg me and dump Jiusu, and I'll consider letting you go, how about that?"

"Please? Who do you think you are? It's so unfortunate for Xu State to have you!" Jiang Jing's hand was placed on the table, with dark clouds shining on it, as if adding a touch of helplessness to it.

Chen Zhao put his hands behind his back.

"If you don't accept my toast, then I'll punish you. Let's do it!"

The guard took out the tendon-cutting knife and slowly walked towards Jiang Jing. Dean Lan and Master Yan kept persuading him, but Chen Zhao's face became increasingly gloomy, until Chen Zhao got angry and said, "Anyone who begs for mercy again will be punished together, and Jiang Jing's tendons will also be cut!"

The knife falls.

The stinging pain made Jiang Jing's whole body go limp.

Chen Zhao's eyes were dancing with excitement until Jiang Jing's two hands were completely broken and he looked at the blood and swollen wrists on the ground.

It seems like a dream.

He pinched himself hard and said, "Find a doctor to see him."

Jiang Jing's face turned pale. The moment he fell, he saw a familiar face, forced a smile, and called out weakly: "A Su..."

"What did they do to you?" Jiusu knelt on the ground, hugged him, his eyes fell on his wrist, and took a deep breath.

Broken tendon!

A cruel method that I have only seen in books.

Sweat broke out on Jiang Jing's forehead, his lips were pale, and he no longer had the strength to speak.

Jiusu took out painkiller and hemostatic pills from his system and gave them to him.

I remembered the Fujin Pills again, checked the details, and fed him one as well.

"Mr. Fang, Mr. Qian, please carry him to the dormitory. Just help him clean up the blood. If he shows symptoms of heavy bleeding or coma, please let me know!"

The two agreed, and many students came forward to help.

Jiang's mother and Jiang Nianyin went to take care of Jiang Jing.

Jiang's father clenched his fist and asked, "General Chen, there is no grudge between our two families. Why are you doing this? You must give me a reason for hurting my son!"

Jiusu's eyes turned cold.

"What's there to say to a man like him?"

She didn't know where she got the strength from, she pulled out the hairpin and stabbed it hard into Chen Zhao's leg. The silver hairpin was covered in blood. It was a gift from Jiang Jing.

It also helped Ajing vent his anger.

"Bullying my son!" Jiang's father took the opportunity to kick him several times.

Chen Nan drew his sword to stabilize the situation, "If anyone takes another step forward, don't blame me for being rude!"

Father Jiang stood in front of Jiusu.

The scene was very chaotic. Dean Lan felt relieved watching it, but he was also worried about Jiusu's situation. The man in front of him was a general with great honors and was allowed by the emperor to return home to visit his relatives!

Chen Zhao gasped in pain, but his injuries were nowhere near as serious as Jiang Jing's.

He smiled evilly and said, "Jiusu, the person you like has become a waste, I am your destination!"

Jiusu took a deep breath and said coldly.

"Master Qiu, if the advent of fine salt is to add salt to this kind of shit, then I will disobey your order!"

"Miss Jiu, don't be impulsive." Qiu Shishu frowned, looking a little tricky. This general started out as a hunter, and he didn't know him, but he could have a say with the young lady from the Bai family he married.

He said, "General Chen, I have heard of your reputation for a long time. Seeing you today, I can see that you are indeed worthy of your reputation. But what mistake did Jiang Jing make that caused you to be tortured like this?"

Chen Zhao bandaged the wound and said coldly: "What does it mean that the exile entered the academy? He disobeyed the imperial decree and wanted to be an official. This general saw it and was just helping His Majesty to share his worries."

"Sharing the worries is a selfish desire of the general, right?" Qiu Shishu responded bluntly.

Chen Zhao cursed: "Who do you think you are? Are you going to offend me for a fugitive?"

Father Jiang raised his head with a sneer in his eyes. This kid really doesn't know his place. He even dares to offend Lord Qiu. He straightened his back and said.

"My son is no longer an exile. We have been pardoned by the Emperor."

Chen Zhao frowned. Was he pardoned?

"Oh, really? Congratulations, but I didn't know it. I was a step too late. Even if he's not a fugitive, so what? I can kill him with my own hands, just as easily as killing an ant."

Qiu Shishu scolded: "How dare you! As a general, you are so careless about human life. I will report it to the emperor."

Chen Zhao stood up and looked at this man. He heard that Jiusu's current factory was given by him. A businessman with some dirty money thinks he is so great?

Merchants are the lowest of all things.

He held his sword in his hand and limped closer.

"Are you qualified to meet His Majesty?"

At this moment, a carriage rushed in. When Bai Luoxue saw Qiu Shishu, her heart sank to the bottom. She raised her hand but did not stop the man from speaking.

She couldn't bear it.

How could she marry such a stupid man? She went up and slapped Chen Zhao.

"Sir Qiu, he didn't know who you were and spoke rudely. Please forgive him." The woman bowed, her tone full of apology.

Chen Zhao covered his face with his hands, his face full of anger.

"Bai Luoxue, you dare to hit me? Why are you groveling to this old man?"

Bai Luoxue took a deep breath, touched her aching stomach, and said disappointedly: "Chen Zhao, I thought you were honest and simple-minded, but I didn't expect you to be stupid!"

Chen Zhao was stunned, "What do you mean, you don't want to live anymore?"

Bai Luoxue closed her eyes and sighed deeply.

"The man in front of you is the prince's father-in-law, who accompanied the emperor through thick and thin, and the current Marquis Ding'an of Xu State."

He just didn't like the tediousness of the court, and was afraid that the emperor would be suspicious of the prince's dominance, so he asked to live in Lingcheng for a few years. In name, he was looking for talented and ambitious people for the emperor, but in fact he was trying to avoid the limelight temporarily.

The emperor agreed and continued to enjoy the salary of a marquis.

So what if Chen Zhao is just a general?

Whoever the Bai family wants to become a hero will become a hero.

Chen Zhao's mouth was trembling as he knelt on the ground, blood gushing out of his legs. He dared not say a word. He was so scared that he lost his soul. "I, I didn't recognize the real master. Please forgive me, Lord."