After breaking up with my girlfriend, I became a Great Sage of the Demon Clan.

"Little guy, I can let your friend go..."

Zhou Yan breathed a sigh of relief.

Jiufeng got up, walked to the passage behind Zhou Yan, and opened the door to a room on one side of the passage.

"but……"

Jiufeng stepped one foot into the door frame, half her face turned to look at Zhou Yan, her eyes full of undisguised provocation, directly telling Zhou Yan what she wanted him to do.

"It all depends on your performance going forward."

Jiufeng walked into the bedroom, and the coat she was wearing naturally fell off and landed on the floor.

Zhou Yan broke the chopsticks in his hand.

After a while, Zhou Yan left the dining table and went into Jiu Feng's bedroom, closing the door behind him.

A moment later, a smug, soft laugh could be heard.

……

The capital of Chu, the Daqing Palace.

Leng Qing brought over a bucket of water and splashed it on the Left Prince, who was shirtless and tied to a chair.

The Left Prince, with his head drooping, remained motionless.

Not long ago, Prince Zuo was knocked unconscious by Little Yama. After being knocked unconscious, his clothes and magical artifacts were stripped off, and he was tied up in a chair.

Now that we've confirmed the person is incapacitated, we're preparing to wake them up and subject them to torture.

"I asked in surprise, 'Little Yama.'"

"In normal TV dramas, wouldn't someone wake up just by being splashed with water?"

Having already dressed and regained his supernatural powers, Mu Yuan adjusted his glasses, but when his hand reached the bridge of his nose, he realized he was missing his glasses. So he put his hand down and teased him.

"If you can take TV dramas as reality, then pigs can fly."

Mu Yuan heard a joke that was supposedly true, but he couldn't guarantee its veracity.

The joke is quite interesting. It's about a woman who's been brainwashed by CEO dramas who splashes some subtle liquid on a handsome man's luxury car. Apparently, she plans to repay him with her body and marry into a wealthy family when he tries to pay her back.

After that, the handsome guy demanded compensation, not the woman.

No money to pay you back? Sell your car and your house to pay!

Afterwards, the woman cried and said that it was different from what was shown in the TV series.

Little Yama looked at the wooden bucket that Leng Qing was holding.

"I understand."

Xiao Yanjun clapped his hands.

"It's not that it's different in the TV series, it's that the water is different."

Mu Yuan and Leng Qing looked completely bewildered.

Both of them thought that Xiao Yanjun was probably stupid from watching TV dramas, a silly girl who didn't understand anything but took the plot of the TV dramas as real.

These silly girls love to presumptuously impose their ideal world onto reality, only to realize how naive they were when they crash into the iron wall of reality.

As a result, Xiao Sou said: "Eh, Liu Jiuling" 7ba0 Yan Jun said.

"This water is too cold, boil it for me."

Little Yama looked at Prince Zuo.

"Pour boiling water on him, and he'll definitely wake up!"

Leng Qing: "Σ(゜ロ゜;)"

Mu Yuan: "Σ(°△°|||)"

Only a dead pig isn't afraid of boiling water.

Little Yama looked at Leng Qing, who looked astonished.

"What are you standing there for? Take the water out and boil it! At your age, you don't even know what boiling water is, do you?"

Leng Qing said softly.

"water……"

Water began to flow out of the wooden bucket that Leng Qing was holding, and it filled up.

Leng Qing said another sentence.

"Boiling".

The water that flowed out immediately produced many bubbles, and white steam rose from the bucket.

Little Yama walked to Leng Qing's side and took the bucket full of boiling water from her hands.

"Hot water, hot water..."

Little Yama grinned as he walked up to Prince Zuo.

"Only a dead pig isn't afraid of boiling water..."

"Our respected Prince Zuo can't be a dead pig, can he?"

The Left Prince's head was drooping, and because it was almost parallel to the ground, Xiao Yanjun, Leng Qing, and Mu Yuan could not see what expression the Left Prince was looking at.

But Prince Zuo knew that his face was twitching, his heart was racing, and his body was feeling hot.

"Wait a minute!"

Unable to imagine the pain of having hot water poured on him, but knowing he certainly couldn't bear it, Prince Zuo looked up and met the gaze of the little Yama King holding boiling water in front of him.

"We have no irreconcilable hatred for each other!" suso:司捌∵↑四伞(林~≠

Little Yama ignored Prince Zuo and turned to look at Leng Qing and Mu Yuan behind him.

"I knew it! It's the water that's the problem!"

"You can't wake him up with ordinary water, but if you splash him with boiling water—no, you don't even need to splash him with boiling water—he wakes up immediately!"

Leng Qing/Mu Yuan: "(?_?)"

Is this a question of whether or not to change the water?

Why do I feel like I have a lot of complaints but can't get them out?

Little Yama placed the hot water bucket on the ground, clapped his hands, and asked the Left Prince.

"Now that you're awake, I'll give you a chance. Tell me, what conditions can you offer to get us to let you go?"

The left prince's eyes darted around in their sockets.

As a member of the royal family of Chu, Prince Zuo was surrounded by the best educational resources from a young age, learning history, morality, etiquette, and how to think critically and negotiate.

Therefore, Prince Zuo was well aware that the most important thing in negotiations was knowing one's own and the other party's bottom line.

I have a very clear bottom line: to ensure my own safety and to be free from abuse.

I don't know the other party's bottom line.

The Little Yama King opposite him was clearly prepared; his own magic and cultivation were completely useless against him.

Such a powerful figure must have extremely large interests to be willing to go from the mortal world to the underworld to compete for them.

Since it's difficult to understand the other side's bottom line, necessary probing must be prepared. ≡×≈”×％

"I asked tentatively," Prince Zuo asked.

"How about I safely escort you all out of the Chu capital?"

Chapter Thirty-Nine Torture

Little Yama snapped his fingers.

In front of Little Yama, several hot water droplets the size of a thumb flew out of the boiling water bucket that Little Yama had placed down. The hot water droplets flew to the Left Prince and landed on several spots on his chest.

Prince Zuo immediately jumped, but because he was tied to the chair, the movement only caused the chair to shake a few times before he fell to the ground along with the chair in one direction.

The Prince Zuo, who had just landed on the ground, gasped for breath. Looking down at his chest, he saw several blisters that had appeared on his skin.

A little foot wearing sneakers approached Prince Zuo.

Prince Zuo looked up angrily. Normally, when someone like him got angry, no one would blame him for killing or destroying things. When other members of the royal family saw that Prince Zuo was angry, they would at most tell him to calm down. Killing and destroying things was fine. If it really didn't work, they could just call a row of eunuchs and palace maids to do it.

Prince Zuo's health is of utmost importance; don't ruin your health over a little anger.

But now, when the enraged Prince Zuo looked up, he didn't see the desperate and fearful face of his own maid and eunuch, but rather the mocking and sarcastic face of the Little Yama King.

Little Yama looked down at the pampered Prince Ling, and even kicked the Left Prince's chest with the tip of his dirty shoe, which was covered in dirt and stones.

The Left Prince stared angrily at the stain on his chest caused by the dirty yellow soil and stones.

"You're living a really comfortable life, your skin and flesh are even better than mine."

The voice of Little Yama came from above.

As a man, Prince Zuo had fair and rosy skin, and his palms were free of dead skin. He looked like a pampered person who had never done any hard or tiring work.

Little Yama wouldn't bother wasting words with someone like that. What's the point of logical reasoning or psychological warfare? A good beating would surely make him confess which little girl he peeked at while bathing when he was a kid.

People who have never experienced hardship are unlikely to remain defiant in the face of torture. In fact, if you simply place the instruments of torture in front of these pampered and privileged individuals, they will readily reveal all their knowledge.

The Left Prince below gritted his teeth and glared at Little Yama, his lips trembling.

Education is actually quite difficult to tame instincts.

People get angry when they are beaten, they want to reproduce when they see a pretty girl, and they want to possess wealth and money.

These human instincts can lead people to act irrationally. Education can at most tell the learner about the consequences of such actions, and then the learner has to weigh whether they can bear the consequences and whether there is any way to escape them.

The current Prince Zuo, acting on reason, tells his wife: "Your Highness, we must admit defeat now. When the enemy is strong and we are weak, a true man must be able to endure humiliation in order to achieve great things."

However, the Prince Zuo, who had long been pampered and indulged in a life of ease, and who would act recklessly when angry, killing and destroying property, did not possess the self-proclaimed ability to remain calm in the face of a collapsing mountain or to keep his face as still as a calm lake when his heart was filled with turmoil.

The little Yama King only caused the Left Prince a little pain, but the Left Prince couldn't help but be so angry that he wanted to kill the little Yama King. This anger was so intense that the Left Prince couldn't think straight and could only express his inner feelings with a distorted expression.

Are you angry?

Little Yama squatted down, looking at Prince Zuo with amusement.

The Left Prince turned his head to the side, refusing to look at Little Yama. His restricted body could only express his dissatisfaction in this way.

Little Yama grabbed the Left Prince's face and turned the man's head to face him.

The Left Prince looked down and saw Little Yama's palm.

Little Yama's hands were red and cracked; the child, who should have been young, had hands that were dry and aged like an old man.

Little Yama grinned.

"Do you think my hands are rough, and that your face looks uncomfortable?"

The Left Prince remained silent; this was the only form of resistance he could offer.

Even with his rationality and the education he had received in the past, he was still desperately trying to persuade Prince Zuo to bow his head, admit defeat to Little Yama, and have a proper chat and negotiation.

But if reason were truly so useful, there wouldn't be so many impulsive murders in the world.

"Nine Little Yama King said without turning his head."

"Alright, you two behind me, the person we're talking to now doesn't seem very cooperative. You two go out for a bit, and I'll get this kid who doesn't know what cooperation is to cooperate with me on his own."

Mu Yuan and Leng Qing exchanged glances, neither of them expressing any opinion, nor even saying a word, and silently walked out of the Left Prince's bedroom.

As the bedroom door closed, Prince Zuo, still seething with anger, spoke with difficulty.

"We, the Chu people, have a guardian deity named Jiufeng..."

For some time now, Prince Zuo had been praying to Jiu Feng in his heart, hoping that Jiu Feng would hear his cries for help and come to his rescue, but Jiu Feng did not respond.

This is not unusual. Jiu Feng also has her own things to do. Normally, even the royal family of Chu cannot easily summon Jiu Feng. Of course, if there is an emergency, the Grand Preceptor has a special way to communicate with Jiu Feng and ask her to come and provide support.

However, Prince Zuo did not know this special method of communication.

Wu: "If you..."

The hatred in Prince Zuo's eyes flickered.

Suo "Let me go..."