45 The Despair of Censor Zhang Yiqi (1/2)

Chapter 45: The Despair of Censor Zhang Yiqi

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Zhang Yiqi was struggling to get up. Wearing only a pair of silk trousers, his fair and fat body wriggled like a disgusting worm on the bed, as faint crying for help was heard from his gagged mouth.

His hands were tied onto the bed with the towels in weird knots. These knots were commonly used on those strong wild boars in Min Mountain, whereby they would not even be able to escape after struggling for one whole night. Moreover, he was old and his health was not as good as before, not to mention the large amount of alcohol and pleasure he had indulged for the past few years. His struggles were futile and comical. As for his cries for help, they were, in fact, no louder than the noise of a mosquito.

Zhang Yiqi immediately realized it and felt hopeless. After all, he was an officer from Tang Empire who dared to ignore hundreds of lives that were lost. At this crucial moment, he forced himself to calm down and stopped his struggles. Instead, he started to pay attention to the surrounding sound.

Someone was in the room, and obviously, that person did not plan to hide. Zhang Yiqi could hear the heavy footsteps sound vividly from his back as he felt a person was approaching him nearer. Very soon, the person stopped in front of him. Just as he was curious to see who was bold enough to attack him, he suddenly remembered something that made him frozen with fear. Under such tremendous pressure, he used all the energy he had left... to shut his eyes tightly.

As for a criminal who was daring enough to kidnap a customer from House of Red-Sleeves, one could imagine how brave and violent this criminal was. Should the criminal discover that he had seen the criminal's face, how could he walk out of here alive? Yes, he was indeed a censor, but in the historical records of Tang Empire, many officers were killed in the hands of these brainless men and commoners!

”This is not as fun as I thought. I initially thought that after I gagged your mouth, you would try to 'express your displeasure,' so that I can use this tool in my hand to make you 'enjoy the pain'. Never thought that you'll be tamed so quickly. Alright, open your eyes then.”

His voice was clear, with a slight taste of mocking. This did not sound like what a criminal would say, more like a lad chatting and joking with another person at a shop in Chang'an.

Zhang Yiqi felt that this was a trap, so he kept his eyes tightly shut to the extent that his brows started to ache. No matter what, he would not open his eyes, and yet in his heart, he guessed who this lad was and the reason for this lad to attack him.

”Open your eyes, or I would really burst your ass using this tool,” the youngster spoke calmly, and yet he did sound serious about it.

Zhang Yiqi dared not test the water, and he cautiously opened his eyes and looked at the youngster's direction in fear.

There he saw a youngster half-squatting in front of the small bed not far apart and smiling faintly at him, as though he was his old friend. Yet in the youngster's hand, was a two-feet long table leg. At this moment in such a scenario, his eyes, his focus and his way of sizing one's up, would appear to be a little crazy.

Ning Que stared sternly at the censor's red face, before he smiled warmly and said, ”I'll remove the towel from your mouth, but please lower your volume. If you were too loud, I would have to kill you instantly. I know a lot of our officers in Tang Empire aren't afraid of death, but I'm sure you're not one of them.”

However, in Zhang Yiqi's eyes, that child-like face, that warm and friendly smile, could send a chill down his spine. Not only did the other party not cover his face, neither was he afraid of being seen. In fact, the other party wanted him to look at his face. If that was the case, then there were only two possibilities: This lad's background was not a simple one. Thus he was not afraid that a censor would go mad and counterattacked; or... the youngster would kill himself instead.

”Do you hold any grudges against me?”