Chapter 8 — Being Betrayed by the General, I Became the Protector of the Nation's Wealth, Making Him Kneel and Pray

What Luc Thoi Nghien values most is his reputation, the face that he always tries his best to preserve, but at this very moment, he was torn apart by Khuong Nguyet Linh's own hands, thrown to the ground, and let people trample on him. The Emperor's face darkened.

“Where are you, drag this crazy woman down for me!”

Several Cam soldiers immediately advanced to control Khuong Nguyet Linh.

"Thi Nghien! Save me! Thoi Nghien!"

Khuong Nguyet Linh struggled, looking for help towards Luc Thoi Nghien.

"Quickly tell them! We truly love each other! It's not my fault! Tell them quickly!"

Luc Thoi Nghien closed his eyes, his face filled with pain and humiliation. He stood still without moving. Having come to this point, what else can he say? Admitting that you were plotted by a woman, marrying her, then leaving her for profit? His last bit of pride did not allow him to do so. Seeing him still indifferent and not moving, Khuong Nguyet Linh laughed in despair.

“Ha ha ha ha... We truly love each other... Turns out it was all fake... It was all fake..."

She was dragged away by the Forbidden Army, like a dead dog. As she passed by me, she suddenly rushed straight towards me with all her strength!

“I will kill you, you bastard!”

"Night Mountain" standing behind me immediately stepped forward, kicking her out with just one kick.

Khuong Nguyet Linh fell hard to the ground, spit out a mouthful of blood and fainted. A solemn banquet had turned into a complete farce. The Emperor waved his sleeves and left. Before leaving, he coldly glanced at Luc Thoi Nghien.

“General Sixth, you have truly married a good ‘wife’.”

The disappointment and disgust in those eyes made Luc Thoi Nghien feel like he was falling into an ice cellar. He's done. His position in the Emperor's heart fell a thousand feet. The Luc family's future is also covered with a thick layer of dark clouds. The guests dispersed one by one. When they left, the eyes they looked at Luc Thoi Nghien were full of contempt and gloating. Not long after, in the vast Death Palace, only he and I remained. Along with a piece of chaos that covered the ground. I walked in front of him. Looking at his absent-minded appearance, my heart did not stir at all.

“General Sixth, do you regret it now?”

He suddenly raised his head. In his bloodshot eyes was endless regret and suffering. He wanted to say something, but couldn't utter a word.

"Unfortunate."

I finished the remaining half of his sentence for him.

“It's too late.”

I turned around and walked out of the main hall. From behind came a suppressed scream like the roar of a caged wild animal. That sound... It sounds so pleasant. After Thu Nhat Yen, the Khuong family completely collapsed. Khuong Nguyet Linh, for the crime of "making a fuss at the royal court, desecrating the cross, and plotting to harm the nation's public servants", was ordered by the Emperor to bestow a white silk ribbon. Although the Luc family was not publicly punished, Luc Thoi Nghien was dismissed from his position as Commander of the Forbidden Army, his military power was revoked, and he became a leisurely general with only an empty reputation. For him, that was more painful than killing him. He came to Tinh Tam Cu many times to ask to see me, but I always refused him outside the door. That day, I was handling some work on the top floor of Bat Ngu Tra Lau in Thinh Tuyet Lau.

“Son Ca "Night" came to report:

“House owner, Luc Thoi Nghien is downstairs. He has been waiting for three hours.”

I don't bother to raise my head.

“Just let him wait.”

【That's really strong-willed. Unfortunately, in my place, willpower is the cheapest thing.】 It wasn't until sunset that I finished processing all the documents in my hand and walked downstairs. Luc Thoi Nghien is indeed still there. He was still sitting in the same position as the first time we "reclined the cards", his whole body had become thinner, there were dark circles under his eyes, and he completely lost the sky-high enthusiasm like before. Seeing me coming down, he immediately stood up, a light shining in his eyes. He called my name. My steps did not stop, I just walked past him, as if I was completely invisible. He was impatient, took a step forward, intending to grab my wrist. The sword in the sheath of "Night Mountain" immediately coldly blocked his throat.

“General Sixth, please have some self-respect.”

Luc Thoi Nghien stiffened in place, looking at my cold, tilted face, his voice carrying a bit of pleading.

“Can...can we talk?”

“What are we talking about?”

I finally stopped walking and turned to look at him, my eyes as if I was looking at a stranger.

“Between me and General Luc, there seems to be nothing to talk about.”

“I know I was wrong, Tri Y.”