Daily Intelligence System: Don't Kill Me, Honey! Chapter 1806 - 420: Ruyang King: What, You Bastard Want to Steal My Son-in-Law! (Part 4)

Tuotuo spoke with a heavy heart, for a secret agent embedded in the enemy’s higher echelons held immense value. Such high value, how could it be easily discarded!

Now that it is discarded, it is an enormous loss for the court.

But fortunately, having captured the Little Ming King, everything was worth it.

Liu Futong heard this and looked at Monkey, saying, "Monkey, well, well, who would’ve thought! Elder Monkey of our Twelve Elders of the Zoroastrian Sect turns out to be a lapdog of the court. Truly eye-opening for me!"

"Monkey, tell me how I’ve treated you over the years, why resort to such despicable acts!"

Liu Futong questioned Monkey.

Monkey sighed at these words and said, "Venerable, to be honest, you have treated me excellently over the years. But you know, inherently I’m white, no matter how well you treat me, I can’t completely turn black. Now I’m stepping forward voluntarily, if discovered passively, the consequences would be even worse."

"I have no choice, being in Jianghu leaves me powerless, I hope the Venerable can understand."

Monkey spoke to Liu Futong, who took a deep breath and said, "Fine, I won’t waste time with you, Tuotuo, state your conditions, what will make you release the Little Ming King."

Tuotuo smiled and said, "It’s simple, you must immediately bind your hands, and all the people around you, surrender yourselves entirely. Then I will release the Little Ming King, alright?"

Surrender completely!

Tuotuo had indeed devised a clever plan, who were present? They were almost all leaders of the rebel army.

The three Venerables on the Heavenly List represent the Northern, Southern, and maritime, three major power groups.

If these three individuals surrender completely, then the Northern Zoroastrian Sect would instantly become weak and susceptible to being wiped out by the court.

And without the Maitreya Sect supporting the South, the Southern rebel army would be mere weaklings, easily restrained.

If Fang Guozhen is absent at sea, then East Sea would be unobstructed, facilitating North and South transport immensely, to the great advantage of material dispatch.

In essence, if these figures surrender completely, then the world would be peaceful henceforth.

Tuotuo chuckled as he looked at the people before him, pondering whether they were loyal ministers or traitors, urging them to choose—aren’t you loyal to the Zoroastrian Sect, intending to care for the old comrades and offspring?

Come and choose!

Tuotuo gazed at Liu Futong with limitless derision, while Liu Futong’s face was ashen, caught in intense inner conflict.

Peng Yingyu furrowed his brow tightly, eyes filled with anger.

Fang Guozhen was nearly unable to hold back, although Brother Han was crucial to him, it wasn’t so significant as to abandon dignity and relinquish the world just to protect his offspring.

One must admit, Tuotuo’s ambitions were indeed grand.

Fang Guozhen was pondering about speaking when Tuotuo’s next move transitioned seamlessly, kicking Han Lin’er, saying, "Little Ming King, if you don’t wish to die, quickly call out, perhaps these uncles and masters will save you?"

"If they don’t save you, then given your crimes, facing the court, you’ll be subjected to the inch-scaled execution. Can your fragile limbs endure it?"

"Inch-scaled execution?"

Little Ming King still did not comprehend what inch-scaled execution meant, showing some bewilderment.

Tuotuo then laughed, saying, "Ah, inch-scaled execution. Right, you know it as execution by slicing, where they place you in a fine mesh and slice you piece by piece with a small knife. It requires slicing you three thousand six hundred times before you succumb, followed by distributing your flesh to the surrounding populace to consume. Imagine it’s quite thrilling."

"Do you understand?"

"Ah, no, I don’t want to undergo inch-scaled execution, I don’t want to die that way!"

"No, no, why tell me this, you call out, plead to them. Aren’t they your good uncles, good masters, your father’s good brothers!"

Tuotuo pointed at Liu Futong and others!