Feng Qizheng said offhandedly, "Aren't they all over the place?"

All over the place?

Ning Chen was even more lost. How come he hadn't seen any?

Puzzled, he walked into the room.

When he saw what was in front of him, his ass clenched, and a shiver ran right through him.

Feng Qizheng was right. Wooden donkeys really were all over the place.

The most frightening part of a wooden donkey was simply the stick on its back, a few dozen centimeters long.

Something like that could be found anywhere.

Like now. Qu Shao and Kong Shuang each had a stool leg stuck up his backside.

The two of them lay facedown on the floor, moaning in agony.

At the sound of footsteps, Kong Shuang lifted his head with an effort and begged, "Kill me. Please, kill me. I'm begging you..."

Ning Chen's mouth twitched hard.

He walked slowly over to Kong Shuang and looked down at him coldly. "In your next life, be anything but a traitor to your country. Not that you'll be reborn as a man in your next life anyway. You'll come back as a real animal."

As he spoke, Ning Chen slowly drew the saber at his waist.

A grateful smile actually appeared on Kong Shuang's face.

He was in too much pain. He wasn't asking to live anymore, only for a quick end.

Shing!!!

A flash of cold light.

One stroke, and he was dead.

Beside him, Qu Shao let out a terrified shriek.

He was in terrible pain too, but he wanted to live.

"G-General Long, spare me. I was wrong, please, I'm begging you..."

Ning Chen came over to him with the saber in his hand and looked at him without expression. "You don't know you were wrong. You only know you're about to die, and you're scared!

If I spared you, what would I tell the people of Yangzhou whose lives you ruined?"

Qu Shao's voice shook with terror. "G-General Long, if you'll just spare my worthless life, I'll give you back the written pledge you signed..."

Ning Chen's cold laugh…