The Empress’ Livestream Chapter 165 - The Art of Finishing Meng Liang (II)

Chapter 165: The Art of Finishing Meng Liang (II)

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
The servant was far more observant than his langjun, and he immediately realized the approaching threat. He was like a jumping frog watching a snake darting at itself.
Shaking his head and the uncomfortable image in it, he bowed to Jiang Pengji from a distance. It took great courage for him to ask, “Second Langjun, would you know where my… lady is?”
Jiang Pengji chuckled softly. Different from her usual, clear voice, the sound was deeper and freezing cold. “Why don’t you ask him yourself in hell?”
That was like a bomb exploding in his mind, followed by horror that was sent through his body. His legs became jelly and he fell down to the ground. Sharp pebbles cut his knees and caused bruises instantaneously.
His thin lips trembled but could utter a word. At last, he took a deep breath and tried to kid himself. “That must be a joke. I remember the lady leaving safe and sound!”
Slowly, he crawled up and took a small step backward.
He had heard about the complicated past between the Meng’s and the Liu’s. It was not impossible for Liu She to take revenge on them. The thought and extreme fear reddened his eyes.
“Why would I joke about it? I hate people who talk so much before they die.” Jiang Pengji took a step forward. The servant’s nerves were tightened, and he instinctively turned to run.
Perceiving his move, Nongqin intended to chase after him, but someone did it before her.
The servant could only see a cloud of black mist near him when Jiang Pengji’s slim fingers caught his throat. Her grip became tighter, and he was losing his breath. His struggle was violent: his hands were scratching hers in every way they could, and his feet kicked the floor strenuously.
As time went by, his moves became weaker and weaker.
The leaves rustled. The kicking stopped. His hands had not let go of Jiang Pengji’s wrists. His widened eyes almost popped out of their sockets on his purple face; it was quickly losing the color of blood and began to resemble marble stones.
Having witnessed his attempt and the loss of life in his eyes, Nongqin held her breath in the drastic drop of the surrounding temperature. The night was cold as ice.
“Are you afraid?” Nongqin was unable to move, but she could heard Jiang Pengji’s gentle voice. In response, she took a deep breath. The freezing air calmed her quivering, and she resumed her senses by biting the tip of her tongue.
The girl’s eyes glowed with determination. “Langjun, I do feel afraid now, but I’ll be won’t be afraid in the future.”
“Good. Call the housekeeper to clear this. I’ll assign an attendant to you. Remember to show your face to others these days to let them know our guest never left. Do you understand?”
Nongqin nodded hard as if that would help her overcome the fear.
To their surprise, the housekeeper appeared unaffected when he perceived the corpse. “The way his neck bent and cracked… That must have been an unusual force.”
Nongqin had briefly explained to him before. He then led two trustworthy servants to the dead body, and saw clearly the afflicted youngster with his neck twisted in the light of fire.
The girl was nervous. “We… We don’t know who did this. Langjun and I heard something strange and came here, only to see this man lying lifelessly. What should we do now?”
The housekeeper waved at the two other servants, who had already tucked the body into a black, cloth bag. “Someone will notice us even if we send him out secretly. Put him into an excrement barrel. That way, no one will find out.”
Their neighbors were families of a similar social status, and they could not risk being seen. Excrement barrels were the safest spot to hide a body—nobody would examine them closely.
His composure and detailed thoughts roused admiration in Nongqin. She hoped to be as competent someday.
It was not the first time that the System had witnessed Jiang Pengji kill someone, yet it had never been so shocked as it was at that moment.
Unlike the bandits who lost their lives within a second, the stages the servant had gone through before he died were clear. The computer saw her break his neck bones with one bare hand!
Finally, it managed to speak. “I can’t believe what you’ve done to an ordinary man.”
Jiang Pengji said coldly, “This is a lesson for you.”
System: “…”
“Don’t think I’ll let go of the feeble. Physical weakness won’t limit this guy from hurting others. More than twenty people died directly or indirectly from his hands. I won’t let him live to pose an uncontrollable threat.”
The System lowered its voice. “Whatever. But what do you mean by ‘a lesson for me?'”
“I don’t know how your previous hosts were, but don’t assume I’m the same as them. You’ve irked me several times. I hope today’s mission is the last one ever imposed on me.”
The System had given up on arguing. “I told you… It’s automatically generated and is out of my reach. You can decline it, and I can’t force you. Okay?”
Jiang Pengji gave an ominous laugh.
The System added, “But you’ll have to receive the punishment, which I’ve warned you about. Don’t blame me if you can’t survive the electric shock.”
It was two hours after she had received the mission.
System: “Mission failed. Punishment: Level-Five Electric Shock for three minutes. Please get ready.”