Zhao Minghe laughed loudly upon hearing this.

The wild laughter, accompanied by the rattling of iron chains, echoed in the cell.

"You useless emperor, you want to know who did it?"

He said with a sarcastic look, "Sure, kneel down and beg this Manor Lord, and I'll tell you right away."

Jiang Chen was not provoked by this crude taunt.

He walked to the rack, looked down at Zhao Minghe, and said calmly, "Do you know, there was once a person who spoke nonsense in front of me just like you?"

"Guess what happened to him?"

Zhao Minghe's face stiffened.

Jiang Chen's oppressive gaze made him want to escape.

But then, he became annoyed at his own weakness.

He raised his head and said disdainfully, "So what? At most, it's just death!"

"I dare to rebel, so I'm not afraid of your tricks!"

"When the head falls off, there's just a scar the size of a bowl. In eighteen years, I'll be a hero again!"

Looking at the manor lord's impassioned speech, Jiang Chen's eyes showed a hint of ill intent as he nodded and said:

"Not bad, I think so too."

"If it were so easy to let you traitors off the hook, how would I deter the people of the world?"

Zhang Minghe was stunned.

Looking at the calm Jiang Chen in front of him, a chill ran down his spine.

"Useless emperor, what, what do you want to do?"

Jiang Chen smiled gently and said, "It's nothing, I'm just thinking about how to deal with you."

As he spoke, he took another step forward and recalled, "Back then, the treacherous official Zhang Kang was just as stubborn as you. He refused to confess and even insulted me, so I rewarded him with several rounds of severe torture."

"However, he actually endured those tortures. I quite admired him for that."

Jiang Chen commented and turned his gaze to Zhang Minghe, saying:

"Unfortunately, later he found out that his wife had thrown herself into my arms and even said she would give birth to a dragon son for me, so he was so angry that he died. I feel very regretful about this matter now!"

Zhang Minghe glared at Jiang Chen, his face twisting more and more as he listened.

He really didn't expect that this useless emperor would be so vicious!

It was bad enough to torture Zhang Kang severely, but he even slept with his wife!

Moreover, judging from his tone, this matter should be known to everyone.

Such a big green hat, known to his enemies and relatives... even Zhang Minghe, who had never married or had children, felt his veins popping out!

He couldn't imagine what his reaction would be if a similar humiliation befell him. He might even go crazy on the spot.

Jiang Chen noticed his change and said regretfully:

"However, you have never been married, so this method cannot be used on you."

Hearing this, Zhao Minghe relaxed a little.

He was not afraid of those cruel tortures. He had endured all kinds of hardships in the years he had worked for Jiang Zuo Wang.

At most, it was just losing his life.

Just then, Jiang Chen spoke.

He sized up Zhao Minghe's lower body and said with interest, "So, I thought of another way."

"Don't you like training eunuchs to send to the palace? Coincidentally, I'll let you experience this kind of taste today!"

"Your subordinates are too stupid and have been wiped out by me."

"In a while, I'll castrate you, and you can personally enter the palace as an eunuch to assassinate me. It's very convenient!"

Zhao Minghe's face turned pale instantly.

His lips trembled, as if he wanted to continue insulting Jiang Chen, but in the end, he didn't say anything.

At this moment, countless methods of suicide flashed through his mind.

But his martial arts had been crippled, and his acupoints were sealed, leaving him only the strength to speak. He couldn't even bite his tongue to commit suicide. He could only be tied here, waiting for despair to arrive!

Zhao Minghe's helpless expression made Jiang Chen curl his lips.

This was the consequence of despising his majesty!

'Da da da.'

Not far away, several old eunuchs arrived under the guidance of the dark guards.

Some of them were carrying boxes, some were carrying rolls of white linen, and some were holding aprons.

Jiang Chen waved at them and said calmly, "Move slowly, and prolong the process without hurting his life."

After speaking, he turned his head to look at Zhao Minghe again.

He smiled and said, "I won't let you die. You can enjoy it."

While speaking,

Several old eunuchs had entered the prison under the guidance of the dark guards.

Zhao Minghe looked at this scene, a trace of fear flashed in his eyes, and he struggled with all his might.

But his pipa bone had been pierced, and his martial arts had been completely crippled.

His hands and feet, which could barely move, were also fixed by iron chains. How could he resist?

He could only be immersed in the despair of the old eunuchs constantly approaching, while he was like a livestock to be slaughtered, trapped in place.

Jiang Chen was not interested in watching this disgusting process.

After looking at Zhao Minghe's collapsing appearance a few times, he threw down a sentence: "This is the end for those who oppose me!"

He then directly flicked his sleeves and left.

Not long after, just as they were about to walk out of the imperial prison,

A shrill scream came from the depths of the prison.

The heart-wrenching sound was mixed with endless resentment, making people's hair stand on end. It was hard to believe that a human could make such a sound.

Half an hour later.

Several old eunuchs knelt in the office of the warden of the imperial prison and reported, "Your Majesty, this servant has not failed his mission."

"Well done, go and receive your reward."

After saying that, Jiang Chen straightened his clothes and walked towards the imperial prison again.

In the familiar darkness and silence, Zhao Minghe lay on the ground, his face pale, his lower body stained red with blood.

Jiang Chen looked at this scene, feeling a little emotional in his heart.

Sure enough, to deal with enemies, one must torture both their spirit and body.

"Tell me your identity, and the forces you have contacted, especially those military weapons, who got them for you?"

Jiang Chen said, sitting down on the grand master's chair prepared by Feng Jin, and said gently:

"As long as you cooperate, I can have the director of the Imperial Hospital reattach it for you. As long as you take good care of yourself, you can still be a normal man."

"But, if the time is delayed for too long, I can't guarantee the healing effect."

Zhao Minghe turned his head with difficulty, his dark pupils filled with endless hatred and resentment.

Even because of the violent fluctuations in his emotions, the wound that had stopped bleeding broke open again.

The unbearable pain and humiliation almost made him lose his mind. He just stared at Jiang Chen, as if he wanted to pounce on him and eat his flesh!

To this,

Jiang Chen just smiled contemptuously and didn't take it seriously at all.

He wasn't his opponent when he was in his prime, let alone now that he's become a prisoner. There's even less need to be afraid.

Seemingly stimulated by Jiang Chen's disdain.

Zhao Minghe suddenly howled madly, "You cold-blooded and ruthless tyrant, you will never have a good end in the future!"

"Even if I, Zhao Minghe, die, I will watch from the ground, I will curse you day and night that your country will be taken away, you will have no descendants, and your concubines in the harem will be humiliated by others..."

A trace of extreme coldness flashed in Jiang Chen's eyes.

He simply picked up the special whip of the imperial prison, turned his wrist, and slammed it **** Zhao Minghe's wound.

"Ah!!"

A heart-wrenching scream came from the mouth of this mysterious and unpredictable 'Manor Lord', making everyone present feel a chill down their spines.

Even Xu Mu, who was always calm, twitched his eyelids.

The whips in the imperial prison all have barbs on them... This one is afraid that a large piece of flesh will be torn off.