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Chapter 960: Chapter 963: The Rhythm of Selling Smiles
"Without Silver Moon and my elder brother, what do I want with Daxing?" Xuan San chuckled mockingly at himself.
From the moment they died, his only reason to live was to seek revenge.
When he got his hands on that vial of poisoned blood, he guessed that things were not simple, but what of it?
As long as it helped him achieve his goal, it would be his ally.
He just didn’t expect King Qin to come in person.
King Qin, frowning, said, "I have reviewed the Yin Family’s records, they got what they deserved, they must bear the consequences for their actions, what’s the problem? Have you ever thought about what would happen if the Beijiang people succeeded?"
Looking back at history, whenever foreign tribes entered the Central Plains, wasn’t it always steeped in the blood and tears of the people?
They looted, killed, and did all manner of evil deeds; the great lands would be destroyed in their hands.
Can one really disregard the lives of the people of the world for the sake of a single woman?
"I’m not as noble as you, and the people of the world have nothing to do with me," Xuan San slowly replied.
King Qin gave up trying to persuade Xuan San; most mountain bandits engage in self-serving misdeeds, what logic is there to discuss with such a person?
He had actually entertained the fantasy that such a person would be concerned about the country and its people; it was laughable.
King Qin cut straight to the subject: "Where is Kuro?"
Kuro, his sworn enemy, whose life mission was to invade the Daxing Dynasty.
"I can tell you, but you have to promise me one condition," Xuan San curved his lips slightly.
Once in the hands of King Qin, he never thought he’d still be alive, but he would never let the people who caused the death of Yin Yinyue and his elder brother off easily.
"Let’s hear it."
"Execute Qin Longyun and the entire Tan Zhenghong family immediately."
To trade the lives of two families for a single Kuro, in King Qin’s view, was no loss at all.
Without Kuro, the Beijiang people would no longer harass the border as frequently as before, and thus many soldiers could be spared from death.
The most enticing part must be that, once Kuro is captured, King Qin’s position in the imperial court would be more stable, and ascending to the ultimate seat would be within reach.
"They are the meritorious subjects of the Daxing Dynasty; I have no reason to execute them," King Qin instantly refused, without any hesitation.
To do such a thing would be dishonorable; he couldn’t commit such a shameless act.
"Then you may leave," Xuan San closed his eyes.
He could wait, wait for King Qin to come to his senses on his own.
"Not everyone is as bloodless as you think, I would rather marshal troops and flatten Beijiang than betray a friend," King Qin said, each word resounding heavily.
Not everyone is like Xuan San, ready to do anything to achieve their goals.
Others have lines they will not cross, a conscience they will not betray, and will not do things that break those lines or that conscience.
Xuan San chuckled softly, "Every man for himself, or heaven and earth will perish him. Your Highness, think it over."
Without seeing the heads of Qin Longyun and those people fall, he would not disclose Kuro’s hiding place.
After leaving the dungeon, King Qin made his way to the back yard.
Now that Xuan San had been captured, Qiao Duo’er no longer needed to stay in her room all day.
Qiao Duo’er asked curiously, "Your Highness, why aren’t you happy that Xuan San has been captured? Can’t you smile just once?"
Actually, King Qin looked quite handsome when he smiled.
King Qin obediently curled the corners of his mouth upwards and then said, "We’re still searching for Kuro; he surely means no good lurking within the Daxing Dynasty."
Qiao Duo’er understood; Xuan San was indeed not the sort of person who would cooperate and reveal Kuro’s location.
"Your Highness, I have an idea you might try," Qiao Duo’er said mysteriously.
King Qin immediately responded, "If it’s useful, I will smile again."
Qiao Duo’er’s mouth twitched slightly; was this the rhythm of selling smiles?
