The Ming Dynasty: Starting with the Somersault Cloud, Old Zhu was so envious he cried!

"If I tell you, you'll kill me; if I don't, you'll kill me too. So why should I tell you?!" Zhao An shouted, his face pale.

Wang Defa was too lazy to waste words with him. He raised the knife in his hand in a flash, and the gleaming tip of the knife was pointed directly at Zhao An's nose.

"Zhao An, based on what you've done, do you think I'll let you off the hook?"

"However..." he paused, "if you do as I say, I can let you die a little more quickly."

"But if you dare to play any tricks, I won't hesitate to use all the torture methods in the dungeon on you."

Zhao An shuddered upon hearing this.

He had certainly heard about the methods used in the dungeon.

In the past, if someone offended him, he would have them tortured to death.

At that time, he felt relieved and satisfied.

But now that it's his turn, those methods suddenly become very cruel.

Zhao An opened his mouth, wanting to stand up for himself, but his mouth felt like it wasn't his own, and he couldn't squeeze out a single word.

"I...I'll talk."

Next, Zhao An recounted in detail how he had seduced Wang Defa's wife.

When Wang Defa brought his wife and children to Qingshui County, he was determined to make a name for himself.

But when we arrived, we discovered that...

Qian Youde had already firmly grasped the situation.

He has people everywhere in officialdom, both inside and outside the bureaucracy.

Wang Defa was repeatedly humiliated and, after hitting a wall time and time again, he became disheartened and began to drown his sorrows in alcohol every day.

Over time, he neglected his wife at home.

Zhao An met Wang Defa's wife by chance.

He found the woman very charming, and the fact that she was the wife of the county magistrate further aroused his wicked desires.

So he deliberately tried to curry favor with Wang Defa by sending two beautiful dancers over.

Wang Defa was worried about not being able to break through the situation.

Seeing Zhao An take the initiative to be friendly, he was overjoyed and gladly accepted the gift.

Who would have thought that these two dancers were actually spies planted by Zhao An'an?

At that time, the drought had just begun.

Wang Defa wanted to go to the countryside for an inspection, but since there was no one available, he took his son with him.

Zhao An felt the time was right, so he ordered his two spies to take action: one to send all the servants away, and the other to secretly open the door.

And so, Lady Wang, who was staying at home, was defiled by Zhao An.

She tried to fight back to the death, but ultimately, a woman's strength is no match for a man's.

Furthermore, Zhao An threatened her, saying that if she dared to tell her husband about this, he would tell everyone in Qingshui County, making her whole family the laughing stock of the county!

For the sake of her reputation, Madam Wang dared not speak out and could only silently swallow this humiliation.

But Zhao An did not give up.

He used this leverage to force her to comply time and time again.

At first, Wang Defa's wife resisted fiercely, then she became half-willing and half-willing, and later she even began to actively cater to him.

Upon hearing this, Wang Defa's knuckles clenched so tightly that they cracked.

"Shut up!" Wang Defa roared. "Enough of this nonsense. I'll only ask you one question: why did she reveal Shan'er's whereabouts to you?"

"Even if I neglect her, even if she doesn't love me anymore, I can accept it."

"But why would she tell you where Shan'er is? Shan'er is her child too!"

Wang Defa's hand, gripping the knife, trembled incessantly.

Even now, he still can't understand it.

How could a mother be so cruel as to kill her own son?

Zhao An raised his head and looked at Wang Defa, whose eyes were bloodshot and who was trembling all over, a hint of pleasure flashing in his eyes.

Then, he slowly spoke, revealing the truth: "Because that woman, she had no idea."

"She didn't know what her son was doing. So when she was in a daze, I asked her casually, and she honestly told me everything."

"After your son died, she even came to see me and asked if I did it, and she even wanted to fight me to the death."

"I just said I didn't do it, and she believed me."

Zhao An grinned: "Tell me, just how stupid can a woman be? I still can't forget the way she wiggled her butt and knelt in front of me..."

Zhao An became increasingly smug as he spoke, spewing out a string of vulgarities.

He knew he was doomed tonight.

No matter how much he begged for mercy, Wang Defa would not let him go.

So he simply let go.

You wanted to hear it, so here I am. I'll tell you how obedient and seductive your wife is in front of me, just like a dog.

And he did achieve his goal.

Wang Defa trembled as he listened, not from fear, but from long-suppressed anger.

Until the very last moment,

He couldn't take it anymore, and he didn't want to take it anymore.

"Whoosh—"

A flash of light appeared, so fast that those around didn't even have time to blink.

Zhao An's words came to an abrupt halt.

The smug smile was still on his face, but his head had already separated from his body, rolling far away. His body swayed and finally collapsed to the ground with a thud.

Blood gushed out, splattering all over Wang Defa's face.

Warm blood smeared on his face and trickled down his brow bone.

Wang Defa stood there, his hand holding the knife finally no longer trembling.

He wiped the blood from his face, neither flinching nor looking down at Zhao An's corpse. He just stood there, as if something that had been accumulating for years had finally come to rest at this moment.

This strike avenged his son.

Wang Defa, carrying a knife, slowly turned around.

Fresh blood dripped down the tip of the knife, drop by drop.

His gaze fell on Hu Wan, who was kneeling to the side.

That beast Zhao An is the one who cuckolded him and leaked his son's whereabouts.

But the one who actually arranged for someone to take Shan'er's life was this Hu Wan!

Wang Defa walked towards Hu Wan step by step.

Hu Wan watched helplessly as he approached, the color draining from his face little by little.

"Hu Wan." Wang Defa stopped in front of him, his voice hoarse. "You were the one who sent people to do what happened to Shan'er, weren't you?"

Hu Wan opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but looking at the person in front of him whose face was covered in blood and whose eyes were bloodshot, he couldn't say a word.

Just as Wang Defa's knife was about to fall,

In a life-or-death situation, Hu Wan hurriedly shouted at the top of his lungs:

"Wait, Magistrate Wang, you can't kill me!"

Wang Defa paused, abruptly stopping what he was doing.

He looked down at the man kneeling before him, the man who had killed his son, and his voice seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, one word at a time: "You said I can't kill you, give me a reason."

"My cousin! My cousin is Prime Minister Hu!" Hu Wan cried out, as if grasping at a last straw. "Prime Minister Hu Weiyong is my cousin! If you dare kill me, he will absolutely not let you get away with it!"

Upon hearing this, Wang Defa did not get angry but laughed instead, scoffing, "You're saying that Prime Minister Hu Weiyong is your cousin?"

"Yes! Yes!" Hu Wan nodded frantically, and fearing he wouldn't believe him, he quickly added, "As long as you let me go, we can pretend nothing happened tonight!"

"If you're unhappy about it, I can compensate you! How much do you want? A thousand? Or ten thousand? Silver won't do, gold will do! Just name your price, and I'll give you whatever you want!"

He spoke faster and faster, making wishes and offering to pay money, hoping that the King of Hell in front of him would show mercy and spare his dog's life!