What should I do?
Why is this feeling of fear rising from the depths of my heart so intense? He had a foreboding sense that he might die miserably.
Di Mingjue stared at him for a long moment before slowly parting his lips and saying to the soldiers, "You all leave for a bit. I have something to say to him."
Although they didn’t know Di Mingzhe’s exact identity, his commanding aura, coupled with the fact that he came with Di Mingzhe, and their similar facial features and expressions, made the soldiers somewhat understand.
"Yes, sir!" The few of them saluted in unison, their voices firm and forceful, before promptly marching out of the room.
Now, only the cousin and Di Mingjue were left in the room.
The cousin felt an icy coldness spreading over him. He didn’t know why, couldn’t pinpoint the reason, but fear started to seep in.
This kind of fear stemmed from the depths of his soul, as if he could already foresee the brutality awaiting him. He began to shiver uncontrollably, overcome by intense terror.
Di Mingjue’s lips curved into a faint smile, tinged with coldness and a dash of malice. He stepped forward with arms crossed, his tall, imposing figure exerting an oppressive pressure. Staring down at him coldly, with a half-smile, he asked, "Playing with gu poison—is it fun?"
The cousin immediately felt as though he’d been struck with a heavy blow; his face turned deathly pale in an instant.
As expected!
Of course, this group belonged to the capital. Right! He suddenly remembered; his cousin had once mentioned that Nangong Jin’s future wife apparently had the surname Di.
They didn’t know much else, only that the girl’s family was incredibly wealthy. But they were clueless about her family’s true background or status.
Having money didn’t necessarily mean having power.



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