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Song Mingtang didn't recognize the voice, but he could feel the intense pressure it brought.

He said he would kill him!

"Who are you?" Song Mingtang's voice was ferocious, trying to overwhelm his opponent with his ferocity.

But all he got in response was silence.

After a long while, the sound rang out again:

"Song Mingtang, today is your birthday. Do you still remember the person you were supposed to celebrate your birthday with?"

People who share the same birthday...

Song Mingtang immediately thought of Song Shiyin.

He then chuckled disdainfully, "Song Shiyin? Of course I remember you. What are you to him? Song Shiyin's lowly status doesn't deserve any powerful friends. I bet one of his lowly friends paid you to kidnap me, right?"

"How much silver did he give you? I'll give you ten times, a hundred times, how about that?"

"You want to kill me to avenge him? Ha! I advise you to think carefully. If I die, His Highness Prince Rui will spare no effort to hunt you down!"

Song Mingtang's triumphant threat.

Little did he know that at that moment, an unseen figure was right in front of him, staring at him with sharp eyes.

"How did my brother die?" Song Qingning asked through gritted teeth.

Hearing the hatred in that voice, Xie Xuanjin relayed the message to Song Mingtang again.

As Song Mingtang recalled this day last year, a sense of excitement welled up within him. "How did I die? I might as well tell you."

"That day, my sister set up a trap. She had a woman pretend to be pitiful and miserable, which indeed aroused Song Shiyin's pity."

"He is of lowly status but kind-hearted, and he disdains places like brothels. He's so aloof, yet this is how you destroy his pride!"

"My sister made that woman act out a play. He thought she had been kidnapped by a brothel to work as a prostitute, so he went to rescue her. Haha, little did he know, it was a trap set for him."

"After all the commotion, everyone assumed he got into a fight over the title of courtesan. Song Shiyin was noble by nature; to be beaten to death for competing for the title of courtesan—such a 'romantic' death, with his reputation ruined, means he won't rest in peace even in death!"

"At that time, I was in a brothel. When Song Shiyin was brought before me, do you know the astonishment in his eyes?"

"I am merciful. Considering that we have lived under the same roof for so many years, I have told him the truth. Not only that, I have also let him know another truth."

Do you know what his expression was like when he learned the truth?

"Grief, anger, hatred... He wished he could kill me! He roared at me and even spat in my face. Humph, truly despicable!"

"To punish him for his disrespect, I also told him about his sister's situation..."

"Hehehe, when he learned that his sister had been turned into a human pig and was suffering extreme pain, blood even flowed from his eyes."

"Blood flowing from the eyes? This is the first time I've ever seen that!"

"But bleeding from his eyes wasn't enough. After that, I beat him with a stick for several hours, until his flesh was a bloody mess and there wasn't a single good piece of flesh on his body, before I stopped!"

Song Mingtang became more and more excited as he spoke.

Xie Xuanjin looked in a certain direction and interrupted him sharply: "Enough!"

The voice was cold and sharp, yet tinged with worry.

Although he couldn't see Song Qingning's appearance at that moment, he could feel her trembling, which made his heart tighten as well.

For a long while afterward, he couldn't hear any of her voice.

Xie Xuanjin called out urgently, "Song Qingning..."

There has still been no response.

But Song Mingtang heard the name clearly.

"Song Qingning?"

Song Mingtang frowned, somewhat surprised. Then, as if realizing something, he said, "You weren't sent by Song Mingtang's friend, but by Song Qingning's friend?!"

"Ha, she still has friends! My mother cut off all her escape routes, but I didn't expect that she hadn't completely cut them off yet."

"But it doesn't matter. Song Qingning is already dead. What I said just now still stands. Release me, and I will..."

"This king..."

Song Mingtang kept referring to the man in front of him as "this Marquis," still treating him as a killer who was paid to do a job.

Upon suddenly hearing the words "This King," Song Mingtang froze.

This king...

In the Great Jing Dynasty, only three people referred to themselves as "this king".

He was very familiar with Xie Yuqi's voice. Prince Yu was too old to have such a young voice, so there was only one other person left—Xie Xuanjin!

"You..." A trace of fear arose in Song Mingtang's heart.

Assassins who are paid to do things can be bribed or turned.

However, Xie Xuanjin is a traitorous prince and an enemy of Prince Rui, so he has fallen into his hands...

"Your Highness, you can't kill me. Although I'm Prince Rui's man, I haven't done anything wrong..."

Just then, footsteps were heard.

The footsteps stopped in front of him, followed by another tentative soft call, "Song Qingning?"

Finally, that familiar reply rang out: "I'm here."

Song Qingning's gaze never left Song Mingtang for a moment. Song Mingtang's words echoed in her mind over and over again. After a while, she looked at Xie Xuanjin.

"Your Highness, kill him for me!"

"it is good."

"I want him to die the same way my brother died."

"it is good."

In Song Mingtang's ears, he only heard Xie Xuanjin say "okay" twice, as if he were talking to someone. Then, thinking about Xie Xuanjin calling out "Song Qingning", it was as if Song Qingning was in this room.

But my mother said that Song Qingning was already dead!

Before I could think too much, the black cloth bag on my head was taken off.

Song Mingtang's first reaction was to look for "Song Qingning," but after looking around, he found no one.

Thankfully, Song Qingning is already dead, so why would she be here?

Just as he was about to breathe a sigh of relief, he heard Xie Xuanjin give an order, and soon two men in black walked in.

Two men in black each took a long stick, and before he could react, the sticks fell heavily on him.

Pain struck, and a piercing scream rang out.

Amidst the sounds of clubs and screams, Song Qingning seemed to hear her brother's voice from a year ago.

Song Mingtang said he told his brother the truth.

She knew perfectly well what the truth he was referring to was.

Before his death, his brother learned about their background, the deaths of their parents, and her suffering. How much pain must he have felt then?

Song Qingning took a deep breath, looking at Song Mingtang's mangled body, a hint of ruthlessness flashing in her eyes. "Your Highness, tell him where this is, and also tell him for me that I'm back!"

Xie Xuanjin immediately understood what she meant.

Then, as she wished, he told Song Mingtang that they were currently in the brothel where Song Shiyin had died a year ago.

"Song Qingning, she's right here watching you."

Xie Xuanjin's ghostly voice made Song Mingtang's head spin.

The blows continued, and his eyes were gradually filled with an increasingly intense fear.

Before he died, he seemed to see Song Qingning's ferocious face right in front of him!