Seeing Yang Chuxia come in, the peddler wasnât scared at all and shouted fiercely, "Who are you, and why did you tie me up? This is illegal, do you know that?"
"Oh, you seem quite familiar with the laws of Great Zhou, donât you?" Yang Chuxia clapped her hands for him.
"Humph, you better let me go, or, or Iâll report to the authorities!"
"Report to the authorities?" Yang Chuxia laughed, "You think you can report to the authorities? You should see if you can even walk out of here."
"This is kidnapping!" The peddler heard this and didnât panic, even appearing to argue with reason.
"Iâve kidnapped you, so what can you do about it?" Yang Chuxia chuckled, as Mingqiu brought a chair over. Yang Chuxia sat down on it, "Tell me, who instructed you to poison the fruits?"
Yang Chuxia looked over with a smile, and sure enough, she saw the peddlerâs eyes flicker.
"What poison, I donât know!" The peddler shook his head, "And what fruits are you talking about, Iâm not aware of that either, Iâm a meat seller."
"You can ask around, all the neighbors know, Iâm just a meat seller."
Yang Chuxia gave him a glance, "Do you think weâre blind? You think we wouldnât remember you after just one glance?"
Pointing at the peddler, "With that big black spot on your chin, anyone who sees you once will remember it. Iâm telling you, be honest and tell us what you know, I might spare you a life. If not, you might as well tell your story to the King of Hell."
"What do you want me to say, I donât know, I donât know what youâre asking me to say." The peddler shouted, "Donât try to scare me with threats of death; I wasnât raised to be afraid of such things. Back in the day, when I used such threats on others, your Ye Family was probably in some corner unknown."
"You scoundrel!" Mingqiu stepped forward and slapped the peddlerâs face, "Didnât you say you didnât recognize us? How do you know weâre from the Ye Family then?"
The peddlerâs pupils shrank, and he hurriedly shut his mouth, realizing heâd slipped up.
"Speak, who is behind this?"
But no matter how they asked, the peddler wouldnât open his mouth.
"Go get me a whip, and make sure itâs covered with salt and chili powder."
Seeing him remain silent, Yang Chuxia casually said.
The peddler glared angrily, "Are you trying to force a confession out of me?"
"Ha!" Yang Chuxia gave him a mocking look, "Whether you confess or not doesnât matter. But your attitude displeases me, your lack of cooperation is making me unhappy, and usually when Iâm unhappy, I like to teach people a lesson. So now, I want to teach you a lesson. Your life or death depends on how quickly my mood improves."
"You!" The peddler was clearly a bit scared.
But who knows what he thought of, he then said, "Hmph, if you have the guts to kill me, kill me, someone will immediately go to the authorities, accusing your Ye Family of recklessly murdering people."
"Is that so?" At this moment, the whip Yang Chuxia wanted was already delivered. She picked it up and felt it was quite handy, "Report to the authorities?"
"Snap!" One lash went down. Then a scream like that of a slaughtered pig rang out.
"If you hadnât said that, I might have spared your life." Yang Chuxia took the water Mingqiu was holding, "Now I really want to see what happens if I kill you, and see if anyone reports it."
She approached the peddler with the water, pinching his jaw with one hand, as a bowl of water was about to be poured into the peddlerâs mouth, the peddler leaned his head back and shouted, "My wife works at the Prime Ministerâs Mansion, if she knows Iâve gone missing, sheâll definitely ask Madam of Prime Minister to report it!"