At that moment, Chen Jie glanced at Tang Ziyue, his brows filled with indescribable mockery, his eyes seemingly like those of a god, brimming with contempt, terrifying, too terrifying!
This had been a plot from start to finish, the funeral itself was a trap, a trap aimed at the Gang Leader.
And he had foolishly believed that the plan was to use the coffins to transport metal out of the city, when in fact, he had fallen right into the trap.
How stupid he had been.
Then it was like casting a wide net, waiting for them to walk willingly into it, while he and the Gang Leader had stepped in unaware, becoming his prey.
What was the purpose of all this?
As Tang Ziyue realized this, a bitter smile involuntarily surfaced on his face upon noticing those coffins, understanding that everything Chen Jie had done was for those twenty-eight guards, to make the Gang Leader kowtow in apology to them.
Was it really worth setting up such an elaborate scheme just for a group of guards?
This man was terrifying.
With a deep breath, Tang Ziyue soon fell into thought again, no, if these coffins were empty, where were the real military weapons?
Could they still be in the city?
Tang Ziyue always felt that things werenāt so simple, and Chen Jiusi wasnāt the type to set up just one trap.
With furrowed brows, Tang Ziyue pondered over the layout of Chen Jieās scheme and what he might have overlooked, trying to discern Chen Jieās real intentions.
As he thought this, Chen Jie was still looking at Nan Batian and said, "Guild Leader Nan, why hesitate, are you scared now?"
Nan Batian fiercely looked at Chen Jie and said, "Scared? Me?"
Chen Jie said with a chuckle, "Then, please, Gang Leader."
Taking a deep breath, Nan Batian slowly walked towards Chen Jie, with those coffins behind him, carefully observing Chen Jieās expression, but unable to detect any sign of deceit.
Wearing an annoying smirk, his eyes narrowed like those of a venomous snake.
As Nan Batian approached Chen Jie, it felt as if he were walking into the gaping maw of a giant python ready to swallow everything, a terrifying sensation suppressing his heart.
Could this really be a trap?
It couldnāt actually be a trap, right?
At that moment, Nan Batian looked at Chen Jie, eyes filled with inquiry, yet found no flaw; he then whispered in Chen Jieās ear, "What exactly have you done?"
Upon hearing this, Chen Jie said, "You misunderstand me, Gang Leader. I was simply holding a funeral, and you blocked me, making you feel wronged, didnāt it?"
"Chen Jiusi, I advise you not to play tricks."
Nan Batian said through clenched teeth, to which Chen Jie laughed and replied, "I always treat people with sincerity, Gang Leader. I truly hope you will kowtow in apology to my brothers. As I said back in Yelu Mansion, I would make sure you apologize to them!"
Nan Batian suddenly looked at Chen Jie, recalling that day at Yelu Mansion, Chen Jie indeed said he would make him apologize to those twenty-eight people. He hadnāt taken it seriously at the time, but now realizing how terrifying it was, Chen Jie had planned for today from back then.
With this realization, Nan Batian understood that this had always been Chen Jieās trap.
Step by step, it was designed to make him apologize to those twenty-eight, to humiliate himself. By that logic, these coffins must definitely be empty?
Nan Batian stared into Chen Jieās eyes, which were full of amusement, as Chen Jie said to him, "Gang Leader, the coffins are empty, if you open them, you truly lose. But do you dare not to open them?"
Chen Jie spoke softly, but to Nan Batian, these words felt like a death knell. Yes, did he dare not to open them?
Chen Jie just looked at Nan Batian with a Iāve-got-you-now expression, what could you do, what could you do?
At that moment, Nan Batian seethed with rage, only then truly understanding how detestable Chen Jie was. This was all a ploy out in the open. Iām just asking whether youāll open it or not!
Iāve told you outright, there are no weapons inside, will you open it or not?
Nan Batian, you have no choice, you can only walk the path Iāve drawn for you, obediently kowtow, youāre just a puppet in my hands, Chen Jiusi.
This moment, Nan Batian detested Chen Jie to death, even wishing he could tear and eat his flesh, glaring at Chen Jie, who was utterly unconcerned. If I dare to play like this, itās because I am not afraid of your hatred. We are destined for a fight to the death eventually, who do you think youāre scaring with that glare?
Chen Jie chuckled, looking at Nan Batian and said, "Gang Leader, if you donāt wish to open them, you can choose not to."
Nan Batian glared at Chen Jie and said, "Chen Jiusi, Iām telling you, evil never triumphs over good. Youāve done things against the court; even if it costs me my reputation, Iāll have to drag you out for Lord Yelu today. I am determined to open this coffin!
"Moreover, I think that as a Gang Leader, opening my brotherās coffins, my brothers would understand. Itās not necessarily a must for me to kneel and apologize to them. Youāre forcing me to apologize to them, thatās the real desecration of the spirits."
Upon hearing this, Chen Jie almost wanted to laugh; Nan Batianās will to survive was so strong now, trying to use these words to shut him up.
Wanting to open the coffin while not wanting to accept a lost bet, how shameless.
Hearing Nan Batianās words, Chen Jie looked at him and said, "Gang Leader, with Lord Yelu here and all these heroes present, saying such things is simply the pinnacle of shamelessness. As a Gang Leader, you can insult your brothers at will, desecrate the spirits as you please? By your logic, as the Gang Leader does that mean we should all let you humiliate our family to satisfy your superiority complex?"