Chapter 934: Ming Lang, Save Me

I want you dead!

Gu Rong was shocked, never expecting Young Master Zhan San to hate her so much. For him, she was even willing to become a servant.

In her heart, Gu Rong was very unwilling and wanted to question Young Master Zhan San: Why was he treating her this way? Was she not humble enough in front of him?!

But she knew her life was at stake now and didn’t dare say anything to anger Young Master Zhan San further. She just silently wept, looking at him devoutly, choking out, "Third Young Master..."

Seeing the pleading in her tear-filled eyes, Young Master Zhan San laughed and did the most vulgar thing ever, spitting in Gu Rong’s face.

Gu Rong was dumbfounded. Young Master Zhan San didn’t even spare her a scolding word but chose to humiliate her directly like this.

She was desperate.

Even in the hardest times of fleeing from famine, she had never felt such despair, but at this moment, she was utterly hopeless.

She gave up her cunning, gave up pretending to be pitiful, and pleaded with Young Master Zhan San, "Third Young Master, it’s the servant who’s lowly, this servant knows her fault and will not cling to you anymore, only begs you not to kill the servant. Just treat the servant as a fart and release me; I promise I will never appear before you again."

As long as she could survive, with her abilities, Gu Rong could surely cling to another rich family’s son and use her intelligence to gain wealth and prosperity.

However, Zhan San was already utterly disgusted with her. If time could go back, he would never have slept with her but would have strangled her the first time he saw her!

While Gu Rong was begging Young Master Zhan San, Gu Ya and Little Sister Gu were dragged over by the Shadow Guards, both tied up tight with rope before being thrown onto the deck with a thud.

Three Shadow Guards came carrying three sacks of iron, which they tied to the three women’s feet.

Little Sister Gu, suddenly bound, was both scared and bewildered, completely unable to understand the situation. She complained to Young Master Zhan San, "Third Young Master, these dog slaves are too rude; they barged into the cabin and tied us up while we were sleeping... No matter what, I am meant to serve the Third Young Master in the future. I am their mistress; they should not treat their mistress like this. You must speak up for me."

As she spoke, she cried, sobbing and stealing glances at Young Master Zhan San, hoping to see if he felt sorry for her.

However, Young Master Zhan San laughed up to the sky, "Hahaha, mistress? You think you can become the mistress of my Zhan Family?"

Slap! Slap! Slap!

Young Master Zhan San nearly went mad with rage, slapping Little Sister Gu several times and then gripping her neck, his eyes bulging with a bloody fury as he cursed, "Who do you think you are? Who do you think I, Zhan San, am? A widow, an unremarkable widow with dirty peasant blood, and you wish to be the mistress of my Zhan Family?! My Zhan Family is a noble family, a house of dukes passed down for hundreds of years; why would we marry a wretch like you?"

"If I were to let you into my family’s door, our ancestors would strike us down with lightning!"

Even if they aren’t struck down, it would be useless. A noble family’s son marrying a farmer girl who’s a widow—such degradation, death isn’t enough!

Little Sister Gu was dumbfounded by the scolding, never expecting she was so utterly contemptible in Young Master Zhan San’s eyes.

She cried, really cried this time, heartbrokenly: "Third Young Master, though I am a widow, I am literate and understand poetry, books, and etiquette. How can you belittle me so?"

"Literate? Poetry, books, and etiquette?" Zhan San almost laughed to death: "You think writing your own name and reciting the Three Character Classic counts as literacy? Have you studied the Classic of History? The Spring and Autumn Annals? Created any masterpieces worthy of admiration? With nothing to your name, you dare claim to be literate?"

I, I...

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Zhan San was furious, kicking Little Sister Gu hard, almost killing her.

Little Sister Gu screamed repeatedly, spitting out blood.

Old Master Zhan San heard the commotion, threw a cloak over himself, and came to investigate. Seeing the scene before him, he was shocked and hurriedly pulled Zhan San aside, asking, "Xiao San, what are you doing? Why aren’t you sleeping at night, bringing them out?"

Noticing the ropes on Gu Ya and the others, he was aghast and quickly asked, "Xiao San, are you crazy? What are you doing?"

Binding them and having Shadow Guards tie iron blocks to their feet, this brat must be planning murder.

"Do what?" Young Master Zhan San laughed. "Uncle, these wretches have caused us so much suffering, naturally they have to be drowned to relieve the anger. Surely we can’t really bring them back to Jinning?"

As he spoke, his gaze turned to Gu Ya and the others; the cold, smiling eyes glinted, sending shivers down their spines.

Old Master Zhan San saw that he truly intended to kill Gu Ya and the others, hurriedly spoke in a low voice, "Xiao San, don’t be impulsive; didn’t we agree to bring them back first, and wait a few months for them to die of illness?"

Zhan San laughed: "Wait a few months for them to die of illness? Uncle, the matter they stirred up is so big, nephew can’t wait. Tonight, if they don’t die, I’ll be dead!"

His reputation and future were all ruined by the Old Gu Family’s incident. He was already too ashamed to face anyone and didn’t know how he would be dealt with once home. Before he died, he had to kill Gu Ya and the other two for venting.

Gu Ya hadn’t spoken all along, not because she didn’t want to, but because she was too frightened to. Seeing Old Master Zhan San speaking up for them, she was relieved and immediately shouted, "Ming Lang, save me. I’m willing to submit to you, just save me; don’t let the Third Young Master drown me."

Young Master Zhan San felt like vomiting at the sound of "Ming Lang," pointing at Gu Ya and saying to Old Master Zhan San, "Uncle, look at this wretch. She used to look down on you and wanted to marry me; now she calls you endearingly ’Ming Lang’ when she sees I’m about to kill her. Uncle, this woman can’t be kept. Don’t worry about her, let me help you kill her to prevent her from harming you further."

Hearing this, Gu Ya immediately burst into tears, calling out repeatedly: "Ming Lang, Ming Lang, save me~"

Old Master Zhan San wasn’t naive. In his lifetime, he had encountered at least hundreds of women; how could he not know Gu Ya’s intentions?

He didn’t care for Gu Ya either, was also annoyed by the trouble she’d caused the Zhan Family, but, "Jinning is our Zhan Family’s territory, it’s more prudent to wait until then to take action. If we act here, just in case..."

Zhan San interrupted him, "Don’t worry, Uncle. There’s no ’just in case.’ Even if fishermen accidentally find their bodies, after soaking for so long, they would be unrecognizable, especially with iron blocks tied to them, very secure."

Gu Ya, Gu Rong, and Little Sister Gu listened to the Zhan Family uncle and nephew discuss how to kill them, their faces turned deathly pale, continually crying and screaming.

But no matter how much they cried and screamed, in the end, they were still bound with iron blocks by the Zhan Family’s Shadow Guards, carried to the ship’s edge, and prepared to be thrown into the Huai River.

Seeing that she was about to die, Gu Rong’s eyes were about to burst. Before being thrown overboard, she cursed Young Master Zhan San, "Zhan San, just you wait, I won’t spare you even as a ghost!"