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The goblin nodded, "Very well, Lord Izikir."

The goblin was taken away, and Izikir quickly got dressed.

He also hurried towards the hall.

Inside the hall.

The goblin, the butler, had long been waiting.

And in the middle of the hall, stood a soldier in armor.

With a glance, Izikir understood the situation.

He sat down and asked, "The people you've captured?"

The Captain hung his head low, clearly uneasy, as sweat began to appear on his forehead.

"Yes, my lord, these people were setting up stalls in the city market without paying the stall fees. They got into a conflict with the new market supervisor, Li Zhenhu, and his men. I was leading the patrol team at the time, and we apprehended them," he said.

Obviously, the matter had escalated, and the Captain didn't dare to fabricate any lies.

There were many witnesses at the time; a simple inquiry would reveal the truth, so there was no hiding it.

Furthermore, both parties had drawn their weapons, and he had merely followed procedures, so none of this could be blamed on him.

After hearing the report, Izikir's flesh trembled with anger.

This Li Zhenhu, he remembered, had come up with the idea of charging market fees to increase revenue.

He hadn't expected trouble to arise so quickly.

And to cause such a commotion over a stall fee.

Even involving Silver Wing City and the Trade Alliance—this was absurd!

Izikir pointed with his hand and immediately said, "Go and release them, if they're missing even a finger, I will bury you alive."

This...

The Captain's body trembled.

But he didn't move his feet.

"What are you standing there for? Hurry up," urged Izikir.

The Captain raised his pale face and stammered, "Lord City Lord, Li Zhenhu has just requested that the woman be handed over to him for punishment. I fear she has already been taken away by him."

Izikir was instantly enraged and bellowed, "Then what are you waiting for? Go save her, find Li Zhenhu and save her."

"Oh, right away!"

The Captain, in a panic, scrambled out and ran off in a most disgraceful manner.

...

The shackles clanked loudly.

Lan Yang was pushed off the carriage and into a room.

In the dimly lit room, Li Zhenhu sat on a chair dressed in a noble's brocade robe, legs spread wide, a picture of arrogance.

One foot propped on the chair, he held a toothpick, idly cleaning his teeth.

Behind Li Zhenhu stood more than twenty subordinates, most of them bearing injuries, several wrapped in bandages.

They stared at Lan Yang with cold faces filled with anger and hatred.

"Lord Li Zhenhu, we've brought her in," said someone from behind.

Li Zhenhu waved his hand, and immediately his underlings handed some money to the guards who had escorted her.

The guards happily pocketed the money and left, making sure to close the door behind them.

As the door shut, the room grew even more dark and gloomy.

Li Zhenhu, with great interest, sneered at Lan Yang, "How about it, Lan Yang? Did you ever imagine this day, when the identities would be reversed, and the Hunter becomes the hunted?"

Lan Yang's eyes blazed with rage, yet showed no fear.

She had fought Li Zhenhu and his band of bandits for a long time and had once expected to be killed by them.

Now, she only regretted miscalculating one step and falling into the hands of Li Zhenhu.

Looking at Li Zhenhu, who was full of pleasure, she said, "How long can you keep smiling? Someone will avenge me. The only difference between us is who dies earlier or later."

"Haha, spirited indeed. You really do resemble a lioness repressing her rage," Li Zhenhu, flicking away the toothpick, said, "You mean Fang Hao? It would take him at least half a month to get here from Lyss City, and I don't think he'd come all this way for a dead woman like you. Even if he does, what can he do to me here in Jinmastu? It's not his home. How could he possibly harm me, an official, even a minor one in charge of the market?"

At that moment, he had indeed panicked when he discovered Lan Yang was sending out a message.

He feared Fang Hao would come over and kill him.

But now that he had calmed down and thought it through.

Would Fang Hao really come all this way for a dead woman like Lan Yang?

Even if he spent half a month to arrive, would he have the power to kill an official like him in the city?

Even if it was a purchased position in charge of only the market.

Not just anyone could easily kill him.

"Hmph! How do you know Brother Hao doesn't have the ability to teleport or something?"

Li Zhenhu was stunned for a moment, then the next second he burst into laughter, "You're hilarious, seriously. Teleport? Do you think this is a game with teleportation rings or something?"

Seeing that her opponent was not intimidated, Lan Yang spoke again, "Li Zhenhu, don't tell me you're afraid to take me on one-on-one. A big man like you wouldn't be scared of a woman, right?"

Li Zhenhu's mouth twitched, patting his chest in mock panic, he said teasingly, "Oh dear, oh dear, I am indeed a bit scared. What if you beat me to death, oh, you're scaring me to death."

The lackeys behind him also joined in the laughter.

Lan Yang's expression grew even darker, her eyes flaring with even greater murderous intent.

But the more she did so, the better Li Zhenhu felt.

When he was a bandit, he had seen plenty of that look: those who would have gladly eaten his flesh and drank his blood.

To him, Lan Yang's look was nothing special.

"Oh dear! That's really frightening." Li Zhenhu looked at his lackeys, "The shackles are secure, right?"

"Boss, don't worry, they're definitely sturdy. Even if she breaks free, we can hold her down and let you have your fun without a worry," one of the lackeys said.

"That's good to hear!" Li Zhenhu stood up, lifted the bedding to the side to reveal various weapons underneath, and took out a whip, saying, "I heard you like whips, I've got some here too. It'll be real fun, don't worry—I won't let you die. We brothers will play with you until you have no strength left. Then we'll let you die of hunger and thirst. Ah~, what a pity you're so dark, not really my type."

"Boss, if you don't like her, we do," one said.

"Yeah, boss, you go first. Just don't play her to death. She's whipped me a few times; I want to get even with her," another chimed in.

The lackeys began to jeer.

Lan Yang, looking at the various weapons hidden beneath the bedding, couldn't help but show a look of fear on her face.

Death might not be scary.

But the thought of being tortured endlessly, unable to seek death was truly terrifying.

Going by the time.

Fang Hao must have teleported to his own city after receiving the message, then headed straight here.

But even so, there wasn't enough time.

Just like Li Zhenhu had said, even if he arrived, would he have the power to intervene in the matters of Jinmastu?

Even if Fang Hao did come to rescue her later, she would be ruined after these brutes had their way with her.

With that thought, Lan Yang bit her silver teeth.

She lowered her head and charged toward the wall, intending to slam her head into it and kill herself on the spot.

But Li Zhenhu, who had been keeping an eye on her while speaking, intercepted her the moment she moved.

He pinned her firmly to the ground.

"Thinking of killing yourself? It's not that simple. You can't die until you've entertained us brothers sufficiently."

Li Zhenhu turned to look at his men and said, "Pick her up, let me have my fun first. After I'm done, it's your turn."

"Fuck your mother, Li Zhenhu," Lan Yang cursed loudly.

"Haha! I just love it when you talk like that." Li Zhenhu laughed wildly.

His laughter echoed throughout the room. Explore more at My Virtual Library Empire

Just as Li Zhenhu was starting to undress,

suddenly, the sound of hurried footsteps came from outside, as if a large group of people had rushed in.

Before the people in the room could react,

the door was kicked open, and a troop of armored soldiers charged straight in.

Leading them was the patrol captain who had arrested Lan Yang.

The captain glanced at Lan Yang, who was still fully clothed and uninjured.

He let out a sigh of relief and ordered, "Take the prisoner away."

Li Zhenhu frowned, "Captain, what's going on? We had an agreement that I would deal with this person."

The captain glared at Li Zhenhu, reached into his chest, and tossed a few gold coins on the ground.

"If you want her, go ask the City Lord himself. If you want to die, don't drag us into it."

Li Zhenhu looked down at the coins on the ground, growing more astonished.

Had Fang Hao arrived?

No, that couldn't be.

The distance was too great for him to be here; besides, with his temperament of not letting things wait until tomorrow, he would have come personally if he were involved.

So, Fang Hao must have had someone else intervene in the matter.

Had he actually gotten the City Lord to personally order her release?

Did Fang Hao wield so much power that he could influence matter in Jinmastu even when he was not present?

How could that be possible!

The captain cast an eye at his subordinates and said coldly, "Are you deaf? Escort Miss Lan Yang to the carriage, we're heading back."