Chapter 117: Fully Deserving of Retribution

As if awakened by Wang Erhu’s slap, or perhaps frightened by Tuoba Dewang’s miserable state, the man in the brocade robe, though distraught, finally answered honestly.

“I am Huang Liang. Today’s events were all orchestrated by me alone. If it weren’t for my incompetent subordinates, you commoners—”

“Shut up!”

With Zhao Hengyi’s sharp command, Wang Erhu struck again, this time without holding back. Two slaps landed, knocking several teeth loose from the man who called himself Huang Liang.

Zhao Hengyi looked at the fearful yet defiant Huang Liang and smiled.

“Master Huang, you are formidable indeed, raising so many underlings to besiege the County Lord’s mansion... Do you know the crime you’ve committed?”

Huang Liang froze, then looked up at Zhao Hengyi in terror.

This man in the brocade robe was none other than Huang Xin, the county magistrate’s secret advisor who had fled in secret just days ago.

He was the patron of the cliff mountain bandits; their leader, One-Eyed Golden Eagle, was a trusted agent sent by Huang Xin to the mountain.

Huang Xin had stirred up chaos in Dangyang County. Since Liu Rui took office as magistrate, Huang Xin had effectively undermined his authority—a testament to how powerful this scoundrel was.

His arrogance stemmed from the vast human trafficking network he controlled, smuggling people into barbarian territories.

Upon discovering this notorious “weasel” in Dangyang, Zhao Hengyi had instructed Song San to have his portrait drawn and to track down the villain.

But Huang Xin was cunning and alert; after fleeing the county, all leads vanished. Song San’s men had only managed to find one of Huang Xin’s servants in Jiangling City.

Zhao Hengyi never expected to encounter this wretched man here today, let alone that he was the mastermind behind the siege of the County Lord’s mansion.

It seemed this weasel was highly favored by his master.

“Tell me, Master Huang, after all these years in Dangyang County, do you really think I wouldn’t recognize you?”

Zhao Hengyi’s face darkened. “If you’re willing to speak useful truths, I can treat you well. If you’re loyal to your master, that’s fine too... I would welcome it.”

For a traitor who betrayed his own people, Zhao Hengyi’s hatred burned hotter than that for barbarians like Tuoba Dewang.

Such a wretched creature was worse than a beast in his eyes; he longed to tear him apart limb by limb.

In truth, Zhao Hengyi half-hoped Huang Xin would remain silent rather than confess his master’s identity.

“Zhao Hengyi!”

Exposed, Huang Xin gave up any pretense. “Don’t speak so high and mighty! Yes, I’ve done vile things, but you’re no better! Hmph! Given your background, anyone connected to you is doomed to die sooner or later!

Your fate won’t be any better than mine...”

Like a mad spirit, Huang Xin spat out his venomous curses before slowly bowing his head—and then fell silent.

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