Hou Ye's palm heart is a black lotus

Chapter 705 Self-Destruction! (First Update)
Xie Anjun was caught off guard. By the time he reacted, Zheng Baosu had already pounced on him!

The menacing aura terrified Xie Anjun, and he almost instinctively retreated. However, because he had been kneeling on the ground for too long, his movements became sluggish.

At that moment, Zheng Baosu was burning with rage and extremely resentful. He dragged his crippled body and forcefully grabbed Xie Anjun's arm!

His strength was extraordinary, and a sharp pain instantly shot through Xie Anjun, causing his expression to change drastically.

"let me go!"

Xie Anjun was both shocked and furious. He immediately struggled to shake off Zheng Baosu, but how could he, who had been pampered for many years, be a match for Zheng Baosu?

He felt like his arm was about to break!

Caught off guard out of the corner of his eye, Xie Anjun, enraged, cried out in panic, "Quick! Pull him away!"

The guards were surprised that Zheng Baosu could move so quickly despite being injured. After a brief moment of surprise, they hurried forward. Xie Anjun didn't care, but this was in front of His Majesty!
The next moment, two guards grabbed Zheng Baosu's shoulders and tried to pull him away.

Zheng Baosu's two fists were no match for four hands.

Xie Anjun finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He stared at Zheng Baosu, hatred welling up in his eyes—if this bastard hadn't done so many outrageous things, how could he have been implicated!?
He went to great lengths to get him a good position, but instead of staying there properly, he was only thinking about scheming!

Falsely reporting military intelligence and fabricating military achievements... Zheng Baosu is truly insane!

Zheng Baosu also noticed Xie Anjun's disdainful and resentful gaze at that moment.

He almost laughed out of anger.

—How dare Xie Anjun look down on him!?
What an incompetent, sickly man! He only got to where he is today because he has a good father. If he were really put on the battlefield, he would have died long ago!
In a fit of rage, Zheng Baosu went berserk and turned his head to bite Xie Anjun's hand hard!

"what!"

Xie Anjun let out a scream.

The next moment, Zheng Baosu actually bit off one of his fingers!
Blood splattered everywhere!

Zheng Baosu trembled all over in pain and immediately collapsed to the ground, howling in agony. He held his hands, looking at the bloody wound, his mind reeling.

"Crazy! You're crazy!"

Xie Anjun murmured, his heart filled with hatred and fear, and his whole body trembled uncontrollably.

Eunuch Li frowned and immediately stepped forward to rebuke, "How dare you act so madly before His Majesty! This is utterly insolent!"

Zheng Baosu had been subdued and was forced to kneel and lie on the ground, unable to move.

However, he laughed heartily, a ferocious and twisted smile of pleasure on his face.

"You want me dead? You'll have to ask me first!"

Since he's not going to make it, Xie Anjun shouldn't expect to have an easy time either!
If word got out that Xie Anjun had lost a finger, he would become the laughingstock of the entire capital!

How could Xie Anjun not know?
He was furious! He was filled with hatred! He wanted nothing more than to tear Zheng Baosu to pieces!

But he couldn't move; he couldn't even take a step.

He was afraid.

Zheng Baosu has gone mad!
Who wouldn't be afraid of a madman?
It must be resolved quickly!

Thinking of this, Xie Anjun's mind raced. He forced himself to calm down quickly, then turned around and kowtowed heavily to Emperor Muwu, tears streaming down his face—

"Your Majesty! This man is incredibly audacious! How dare he be so presumptuous before Your Majesty! This is a capital offense! Your Majesty! You must not let him off so easily!"

Emperor Mu Wu slightly lifted his eyelids.

Xie Anjun felt a chill run down his spine from that indifferent gaze, and the words of accusation he was about to utter caught in his throat, his already hoarse voice gradually fading away.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty..."

Emperor Muwu said calmly, "The trial is not over yet, how can we make such a hasty decision?" Xie Anjun froze, his blood seemingly freezing.

How could he forget this most crucial point!
He endured the excruciating pain from the wound on his hand, but dared not utter another word, his mind filled with only one thought.

—We must not let Zheng Baosu talk nonsense!

However, just as this thought crossed his mind, Zheng Baosu's dry and indignant voice came from behind him.

He grinned ferociously and spat out a mouthful of blood, word for word.

"What are you pretending for? Xie Anjun, you probably wish I were dead right now, so you could feel at ease, right?"

Xie Anjun suddenly turned around, his expression fierce but his voice weak: "I don't know what you're talking about! I have no grudge against you, yet you—"

"No injustice or enmity?"

Zheng Baosu burst into laughter as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world.

His eerie and sarcastic laughter echoed throughout the hall, making it even more unsettling.

Zheng Baosu cursed through gritted teeth—

"If you really want to sever ties with me, you'd better return the 370,000 taels of silver that I sent to the Marquis of Zhongyong's residence!"

Xie Anjun's scalp tingled!
He retorted reflexively, shouting, "Don't make false accusations! When have I ever taken a single penny from you! Zheng Baosu, your crimes are numerous, and you're on the verge of death because of your own insatiable greed! Don't try to drag others down with you—"

"You don't admit it?"

Zheng Baosu let out a cold laugh.

Xie Anjun's heart suddenly skipped a beat.

The reason he dared to deny it outright was because he was confident that he had not left any evidence, but now Zheng Baosu's tone made him uneasy.

Sure enough, the next moment, Zheng Baosu continued to unleash thunderous attacks.

He slowly raised his head, looked at Emperor Muwu, and a strange smile appeared on his face.

"Doesn't Your Majesty want to know where all this silver came from?"

Xie Anjun's heart sank!
He looked at Zheng Baosu in disbelief, then quickly looked away, realizing his lapse in composure, but his forehead was already covered in cold sweat.

—Zheng Baosu is really going all out!

Doesn't he realize that once he speaks up, he won't be the only one implicated, Xie Anjun?
How many people are there in the court, from top to bottom?

However, at this moment, Xie Anjun could not say a word.

He could no longer even care about the excruciating pain in his severed finger; he just shivered slightly, his clothes soaked with sweat.

My heart is pounding like a drum!

Emperor Muwu raised his eyelids, seemingly finally showing some interest.

"Oh?"

Zheng Baosu's mental state had actually collapsed.

Since his inexplicable arrest and subsequent transport to Beijing, he has endured immense suffering and torture, already in extreme pain. Then, last night's incident completely shattered his mental defenses.

He was never a particularly resourceful person, but he got to where he is today thanks to the support of others.

Normally, when he encounters enemy troops, if there are more than a few of them, he would turn around and run away out of fear of death. How could he withstand such a setback?

So, he stopped thinking about anything else; all he wanted now was revenge!
He grinned, and spoke in a sarcastic tone—

"All of this is naturally thanks to Marquis Zhongyong. Without his strong support, how could I, a mere individual, have obtained so many supplies and troops to sell to Vajra and exchange for thousands of taels of silver?"