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The Langya Wangfu was under siege by eight hundred cavalrymen, attempting to charge through thousands of desperate civilians. Contrary to their expectations of a smooth advance, they were met with a formidable wall of angry survivors.
With bloodshot eyes, the civilians surged forward like ravenous beasts, howling and rushing at the soldiers with a frenzy that was both terrifying and surreal. The elite cavalrymen, who were once confident and skilled, now felt an overwhelming sense of dread as they faced these seemingly demonic figures. All their training in horsemanship and combat seemed to evaporate in an instant.
Each soldier's face twisted in panic as they turned their horses around, desperate to flee from the horror before them.
Thud!
Crack!
Splash!
One by one, the cavalrymen were yanked from their mounts. Those who fell to the ground barely had time to rise before being swarmed by the enraged civilians, who kicked mercilessly at them. The furious crowd stomped down on one soldier, their feet pounding relentlessly. What began as a single kick quickly escalated into dozens landing every second.
In less than three seconds, the heavily armored soldier was trampled to death beneath the weight of the mob. Others suffered grievous injuries, their insides crushed despite the protection of their armor, which bent and twisted under the relentless assault.
How could this be happening? These were not mere commoners; they were a horde of demons!
Che Chengming was paralyzed with fear, unable to comprehend that the once docile citizens he had easily slaughtered could turn into such a frenzied mob. He glanced at his brother, Che Chengyun, as if seeing a savior. Grabbing his arm tightly, he pleaded, "Brother, what do we do?"
It was impossible! The civilians had been incited into a riot by Jiang Han! No one could stand in their way; even a cornered rabbit would bite back fiercely.
Che Chengyun's face paled as he spoke, but he realized that despite understanding the situation, he had no solutions. He saw their father being shielded by several Jiang guards but knew they couldn't escape. Anxiety gripped him.
The retainers around them were frantic, scurrying about like ants on a hot pan, utterly helpless. No one in Langya Wangfu had anticipated that the civilians would turn into rioters so swiftly.
Most alarmingly, not a single person from the City Garrison Command intervened; they merely watched as the Langya Prince was overwhelmed.
Jiang Han stood off to the side, observing like it was a performance. A smile crept across his lips as he thought to himself: "Oh Langya Prince, did you really believe you could evade your debts? You may have escaped others' reckoning, but my accounts? You dare to default on those?"
It was sheer folly—now it remained to be seen whether he would emerge alive from this chaos.
Perhaps you, Langya Prince, can act tough, and things will just pass! But if you continue to hold me accountable, I won’t let you off easily.
Shopkeeper Jiang, Shopkeeper Jiang, we can discuss this! Treasures, we are willing to offer! Che Chengyun quickly rode over and found Jiang Han.
Seeing Che Chengyun and the group from the royal residence, Jiang Han couldn't help but smile and said, "Now you're willing to give, huh?"
Che Chengyun thought for a moment and mustered the courage to say, "Previously, we truly had no intention of delaying! It's just that our treasures need a little flow to be moved out! We don’t mean to withhold them!"
Jiang Han shook his head at this scene. At this moment, you still want to lie? If I hadn’t staged this scene, would you have said such things? Besides, weren’t you castrated? You seem to have healed quite quickly.
Che Chengyun looked at Jiang Han with hopeful eyes and pleaded, "Please, this matter is due to our royal residence's ignorance. Can you ask the disaster victims to stop?"
Brother! Che Chengming rode over and saw Che Chengyun pleading with Jiang Han. He couldn’t help but feel worried. This is Jiang Han; now begging him for treasures means we might have to hand everything over. Wouldn’t that mean Father’s choice of Last Resort was in vain? After being beaten up now, wouldn’t that just be taking a beating?
Brother, if we hand over the treasures now! Father would lose everything!
Che Chengming spoke these words in front of everyone. The retainers who came along were stunned. Old Prince is being cornered inside, and you’re saying such things here?
With so many disaster victims turning into a mob, even if we mobilize troops now, it would be too late. The City Garrison Command is unwilling to assist; it’s clearly a result of deliberate negligence.
Now, aside from handing over the treasures, can we do anything else? The retainers looked at Che Chengming with increasingly strange expressions.
Brother, if we give the treasures to Jiang Han and he says he can't resolve the issues with the disaster victims, what then? Moreover, these treasures are also the foundation of our royal residence!
Che Chengming spoke urgently but was actually thinking that Father wouldn’t want to give these treasures away. If we hand them over now and Father is saved—even if it’s by Che Chengyun’s order—Father wouldn’t blame Che Chengyun; he would think of these treasures as something I lost.
Then he would come after me! I was already on the verge of losing my position as Heir. At that point, I might even be driven out of Langya Wangfu.
"Since that's the case, why not see how fortunate Father really is?"
"Che Chengming! You should just keep quiet if you have nothing to say!"
Che Chengyun didn’t think much of it and assumed that Che Chengming was merely worried about their father’s safety. In terms of seniority, even though Che Chengming was born first, he was the son of a concubine. Che Chengyun, being the son of the legitimate wife, was technically the elder brother, making Che Chengming the younger brother despite being the firstborn.
" Shopkeeper Jiang, we are willing to offer sixteen treasures! I implore you, please show mercy and spare my father's life."
Che Chengyun respectfully bowed to Jiang Han.
Che Chengming stepped forward and positioned himself between them, his face filled with urgency as he said, "Brother, Jiang Han hasn’t agreed to release him just because we offered treasures!"
"Get out of the way and be quiet! If you can’t speak sensibly, then just shut up!"
Che Chengyun thought his younger brother was being foolish. How could he not understand such a simple matter? These treasures were originally meant for Jiang Han. Bringing them up now was merely fulfilling an agreement. By doing so, he hoped to please Jiang Han. Then, with one or two additional treasures, they could rescue their father.
He intentionally avoided mentioning their father’s condition. This was a tactic in their conversation that couldn’t be stated outright; it was an unspoken understanding between both parties. If it were said aloud, Shopkeeper Jiang would likely demand even more.
Seeing Che Chengming’s anxious expression made Che Chengyun even more worried. This foolishness from someone who shares the same father is nothing short of humiliating.
" Shopkeeper Jiang, I feel there’s something off about these brothers!"
"It seems Che Chengming doesn’t genuinely want to save Langya Prince!" Cen Ya had noticed Che Chengming's situation.
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