Help! My pet supervillain has three personalities!

Tang Yue then asked, "Then I would like to ask you, sir, what is your motive?"

"What was our motive for violence? Even if we did know the victim, why would we hurt him?"

“We are just poor people on the outskirts of a small town. We are already tired enough from struggling to make a living every day. Why would we make trouble for ourselves and do something so thankless?”

The magistrate was somewhat speechless at Tang Yue's question, but the steward kneeling on the ground spoke up under the madam's gaze.

"Sir, it's for money. They kidnapped you for money."

Hearing the steward speak, the magistrate seemed to have found an excuse and spoke with more confidence, "Did you hear that? It's because you're too poor that you resort to kidnapping and injuring people."

Tang Yue blinked and asked the butler who was speaking and Wang Gou lying to the side, "So, may I ask, how much money did I extort from you? Hmm?"

Wang Gou couldn't see, but he could hear it. It was this voice. She was the murderer who had caused him to suffer this. He wanted to speak, but he could only utter a series of hoarse sounds without being able to utter a word.

The steward, unaware of Wang Gou's thoughts, spoke up directly, stating a specific amount: "One hundred thousand taels. She asked us for one hundred thousand taels."

Tang Yue almost burst out laughing when she heard this. One hundred thousand taels of silver? How could they even say that?

Her demeanor suddenly changed, and her tone became somewhat aggressive, "Since the housekeeper knows so much, then let me ask you, when and where did I kidnap this person?"

"How many people were present at the time? The butler knows so much, so was the butler present? If he was present, why was he unharmed?"

"Look again, how did I, an eight-year-old child, manage to quietly take away your fat, pig-like old man? Hmm?"

"And look closely, how did I manage to cut off your master's lower body with such a huge saw, without bleeding to death, and finally,"

Her gaze shifted to the magistrate. "Your Honor, you say the witness is Wang Gou. But I see that he is now blind and mute. How did he determine that I am the murderer? Furthermore, as the plaintiff, how can he be his own witness? If Your Honor is so unreasonable, then can I also say that I am my own witness and that I did not harm him?"

The butler was speechless when asked the question, and looked at the First Madam with a pleading look in his eyes. The First Madam did not expect that an eight-year-old child could ask such a sharp question, especially before the two boys next to him could speak.

She looked at Tang Yue with a sharp gaze.

Tang Yue wasn't intimidated at all and rolled her eyes at him.

She continued, "If the housekeeper can deduce the details of my crime, then I have nothing to say. I'm just afraid you won't be able to tell me." If you do tell me, she'll just throw money at you; she has plenty of treasures in her spatial storage.

Who the hell doesn't know how to show off?

The steward hesitated and couldn't speak. The First Madam then instructed the maid beside her to slip money to the magistrate. Tang Yue was so annoyed by what she saw that she raised her hand and gestured for a pause.

"Your Excellency, are you trying to see who has more money?"

The magistrate was somewhat embarrassed and angry by what Tang Yue said. He was the magistrate, and what he did was none of her business.

"Shut up, or I'll give you twenty lashes."

Tang Yue continued nonchalantly, "You're the one taking the money, why are you afraid of what others will say? It's just money," as if everyone has it.

Tang Yue stood up, dusted off her knees, and walked toward the county magistrate.

"Protect me, quick, protect me!" The magistrate thought Tang Yue was going to kill him, and he was so frightened that he couldn't maintain his dignity. He shouted for the guards at the top of his lungs.

Tang Yue scoffed disdainfully, quickly walked to the table next to the incompetent magistrate, flipped over and sat down on the table, took out a large pile of silver notes from her pocket, roughly estimated to be several hundred thousand taels.

"Since you're not going to interrogate me properly, then we'll all just rely on money. Look carefully, sir, are any of the plaintiffs in this room among these hundreds of thousands of taels? If so, please take another look and tell me where the remaining hundreds of thousands of taels came from?"

"If you think it's not enough, sir, I have more. I have plenty of this kind of thing."

Tang Yue pulled out stacks of silver notes, which were laid out nakedly in front of the magistrate, making the magistrate's mouth water.

Jun Lingmo watched as Tang Yue took out stacks of silver notes from her clothes, his eyes flashing. He hadn't seen her take any silver notes when she left, and besides, where did she get so much money?

Curious, Tang Yue picked up the gavel and slammed it on the table. The loud bang startled the money-obsessed magistrate. She smiled slightly and asked, seemingly innocently, "Magistrate, have you found the 100,000 taels?"

The magistrate had nothing to say. With so much money, why would someone kidnap and extort money from someone who had committed murder for a mere 100,000 taels?

When Tang Yue took out so many silver notes, the First Madam was dumbfounded. She thought they were just ordinary people, but she didn't expect them to be a wealthy family. What kind of strange quirk of rich people is this?

"Sir, why aren't you saying anything?"

Tang Yue placed her small hand on the banknote and said, "Look at this money and the money in your pocket, which one do you want?"

The magistrate swallowed hard as he looked at the pile of silver notes, his eyes gleaming as he stared at Tang Yue. "Can I have all of this?"

Tang Yue glanced at the restless First Madam, her voice trailing off, "Of course... you can..."

With each two words Tang Yue uttered, the magistrate's expression grew more agitated, while the First Madam became even more uneasy.

"It's all...the magistrate's doing, but how should this case be judged, Your Excellency?"

The magistrate rubbed his hands together excitedly, his eyes constantly shifting between the money and Tang Yue. "I know how to sentence you, Miss Tang. Please sit down, please sit down. Just watch and see."

"Yes, Your Excellency, as long as Your Excellency can prove my innocence, all this money is yours," Tang Yue chuckled inwardly. She knew that corrupt officials only cared about their own interests.

Seeing that things were not going well, the First Madam hurriedly interjected, "Your Excellency, don't listen to this little girl's nonsense. Where would she get so much money? She's probably robbing other rich people."

Tang Yue interrupted the First Madam, her tone dismissive, "Whether I have money or not is for the Magistrate to decide. It's none of your concern, Your Excellency, isn't it?"

The magistrate looked up from the banknotes, cleared his throat, and said, "Miss Tang is right."

He straightened his official robes and said in a pretentious tone, "Alright, I will naturally judge the case fairly. Someone, bring seats for the two young masters below. Madam, please kneel next to the steward."

When the First Madam heard that the magistrate had switched sides so quickly, she was so angry that her face turned red and she couldn't say a word. She could only get up from her chair and kneel down.

The situation on the field immediately reversed.