Chapter 547: Chapter 547: Evil People Grind Each Other

The words of the person in charge had just fallen, and the guests on the scene raised the wooden signs in their hands even higher.

“Today, let’s start from the first row of guests. Everyone has a chance, don’t be anxious.”

Some were disappointed, as most of the Ghost Slaves in the Ghost Market were cruel men. Now a woman as vile as this had arrived, a woman once renowned throughout Ding’an City, and they all wanted to torment this “talented woman.”

Xiao Xuerou’s past fame brought her no benefits; rather, the higher her fame once was, the worse she was crushed after committing misdeeds!

Xuan Xuerou’s pupils were dilated, and her body convulsed uncontrollably.

Suddenly, her body completely lost strength, her wrists were grabbed, her arms were hung up, her feet barely touching the ground. Torches and lanterns illuminated her face, surrounded by darkness, as if a lamb waiting for slaughter, she awaited the punishment from those below the stage.

She wanted to cry out for help but couldn’t even open her mouth.

The person in charge looked at the guests below the stage, “Ladies and gentlemen, today Zhan Xuerou is to endure being bitten by worms and the needle torture, and also…”

His words paused because he saw the writing on the wooden sign; this guest unexpectedly had such cruel preferences.

Amidst everyone’s anticipation, he raised his voice and said, “There’s also a guest who wishes to peel off her ten nails!”

The guests on the scene burst into cheers, Zhan Xuerou was terrified, her pupils dilated, her body trembling on the branch like an autumn leaf, about to fall.

She could endure the first two punishments, but the third was too cruel; fingers were connected to the heart, yet this person wanted her ten nails to separate from her flesh.

Such a ruthless person!

Even though she considered herself to be quite heartless, the person in front of her was even more ruthless.

A broken wooden basin was brought up and placed under her feet, worms crawled up her body from her feet; she was scared, terrified, clearly feeling the worms crawling up from her foot.

She dropped her head and took a glance downward, nauseated to the point of wanting to vomit.

The squirming sensation on her body made her hair stand on end; in no time, worms covered her body, Zhan Xuerou felt a wave of nausea.

Suddenly, a dark shadow completely blocked her sight, the newcomer holding a silver needle, plunging it sinisterly into her shoulder, then piercing several needle holes in her chest, waist, and thighs.

Blood beads emerged from the needle holes, and the crawling worms started to suck blood; Zhan Xuerou only felt itchiness coupled with pain all over her body, unbearably intense.

The person in charge muttered to himself, “Truly, wicked people have wicked endings!”

The next guest to torment Zhan Xuerou stepped onto the stage. The man took a pliers from the rack holding torture instruments and stood firmly in front of Zhan Xuerou.

The man wore a ghost mask, the corners of his lips beneath the mask raised in a cruel smile.

The man once admired Zhan Xuerou’s talent, but after she committed so many wrongdoings, his belief crumbled.

Zhan Xuerou’s arm was put down, she saw the man grasp her wrist, the pliers in his hand began to pull on her nails.

“Ah!” That extreme pain made her instantly pass out.

Moments later, as the next nail separated from her body, she woke up under the intense shock of pain, her vision clearing.

He saw the grip of the man’s pliers held half a bloody nail.

“Hahaha…” The man raised the pliers and laughed hideously, Zhan Xuerou fell unconscious again amidst the repeated bouts of pain.

The people below were frightened by this cruel man, no longer cheering for the perpetrator.

Seeing that this person had tortured Zhan Xuerou enough, the person in charge said to those below the stage, “Ladies and gentlemen, let’s call it a day. Come back next time!”

The guests dispersed, the person in charge looked at the pale-faced, bleeding ten-fingered Zhan Xuerou, and instructed his attendant, “Go, quickly bring our doctor here to bandage her up!”

“Yes!” The attendant immediately went to perform the task.

Helping Zhan Xuerou was not out of pity.

Firstly: He didn’t want Zhan Xuerou to die.

Secondly: In half a month, Zhan Xuerou must return to the stage to help them earn silver.

Although her starting price now was five taels of silver, once news spread of her becoming a Ghost Slave, those who once admired and praised her would flock to her.

…

Elsewhere, in the Ministry of Justice’s prison, Xiao Chen came to the jail and saw Li’s corpse.

The tall guard respectfully said, “Reporting to sir, Li died by suicide, fearing humiliation at the Ghost Market, she smashed against the wall.”

“You speak!” Xiao Chen looked at the short guard.

The short guard resolutely said, “Yes sir, Li had intended to commit suicide before, we stopped her. This time, when I rushed over, she was already dead!”

Xiao Chen scrutinized the two, “I, as Chief of Staff, despise liars the most.”

The tall and short guards, frightened, collapsed to their knees.

They forgot that Mr. Xiao, though usually amicable, had fought his way through a sea of corpses as Deputy General.

“Sir, we’re telling the truth. We weren’t vigilant enough; we thought Zhan Xuerou was only tormenting her mother, never imagining it would lead to death.”

Xiao Chen spoke impassively, “Receive twenty lashes, not for negligence, but for lying.”

The two kowtowed desperately, “Sir, we accept the punishment.”

“Sir, we were wrong, we will never dare again!”

Xiao Chen gave them a cold look, “Throw Li’s body onto the burial mound.”

No one understood how much Zhan Lan hated Li; now with Li dead, Zhan Lan surely wouldn’t show any mercy.

Likewise, Zhan Lan wouldn’t hope for Li to be buried peacefully.

Being thrown on the burial mound was Li’s best end!

“Yes sir, we’ll do it immediately, and after we’ll come back to receive our lashes,” the short guard replied, drenched in cold sweat, speaking respectfully.

The tall guard echoed, “Yes sir, we will do it now.”

Xiao Chen brushed his sleeves and departed, leaving the trembling figures of the two behind.

The short guard gulped, and the tall guard wiped his cold sweat; it was better not to think oneself clever in the future, and not to keep any secrets from Mr. Xiao.

As the candlelight flickered, Xiao Chen exited the prison; early the next morning, he wrote a letter to Zhan Lan, sending it to the palace via a trusted aide.

Inside Fengqi Palace, Zhan Lan opened the letter, learning of the possibility that Li was killed by Zhan Xuerou.

She folded the letter, burned it over a candle.

Xiao Chen truly understood her thoughts, tossing Li onto the burial mound.

That woman deserved that place.

…

Zhan Lan had just finished drinking bitter medicine, handed the bowl to Xiao Tao to take away.

Little Anzi gently knocked the door, Zhan Lan allowed him in.