RPAGF Chapter 285 I'll try to persuade him!
Chapter 285 I'll try to persuade him!
Wan Cheng had no choice but to hold down the struggling cat and put the knife aside.
He glanced at his underling and reluctantly advised, "Jing'an, you...you do it. These are just animals, after all. How can they compare to...people?"
He had made himself perfectly clear, but it was unclear whether Si Jing'an, in his frenzied state, truly understood his meaning.
If Si Jing'an doesn't do as instructed, who knows how much torture he might suffer.
The third prince got up and walked over, kicking his underling in the face: "Stop howling, it's your turn, did you hear me!"
The younger brother looked up angrily at the Third Prince: "You're dreaming. I will never compromise."
The Third Prince spread his hands, his eyes filled with malice. He bent down and grabbed his younger brother's face, squeezing hard, while a bloodthirsty smile spread across his face: "No compromise? Si Jing'an, Si Jing'an, I'll give you a chance to speak again since you're new here."
"If you cut off this cat's claws, I, the prince, will spare the other animals, how about it?"
“If you refuse, then tonight, none of the animals here will escape.”
"Si Jing'an, aren't you upright and kind? If all the animals here end up like this because of you, wouldn't you feel guilty?"
The younger brother's eyes still burned with resentment: "You don't need to threaten me like this. I've said I won't compromise. You're the ones who started this. You're not human. You only dare to lay hands on weak and pitiful animals. They can't survive, not because of me, but because of you... you brutal people!"
The third prince picked up the knife from the ground, pressed it against his underling's face, and asked in a cold voice, "Say that again!"
The underling remained unfazed: "I said, you're not! You, Xiao Jingcheng, Tang Yansen, Yang Yan, Wan Cheng—none of you are human. How could I possibly associate with such ruthless people? Dream on!"
After saying that, he spat a mouthful of saliva hard in the Third Prince's face.
The Third Prince was filled with rage at being insulted, and he raised his knife to stab his underling in the face.
At this moment, Yang Yan grasped the Third Prince's hand and said coldly, "Your Highness, this man has ulterior motives. Letting him go will surely bring trouble. We cannot keep him. But he is the heir of the Marquis of Anle, and he cannot be injured."
This means that even if Si Jing'an is to die, it cannot be a brutal killing.
The death of an ordinary, unnoticed study companion might not seem like a big deal, but the heir of the Marquis of Anle is no ordinary person, and the Marquis of Anle is currently favored by the emperor, so we still need to be wary of him.
The Third Prince didn't understand Yang Yan's meaning and thought he was pleading for his younger brother.
"Originally, I, the prince, intended to leave him with a complete corpse, but now... does he not want his claws, eyes, and ears anymore?"
Wan Cheng was nervous. He grabbed another knife and tried to shove it into his underling's hand: "Listen to me, come on, it'll be quick, you chop it down, it'll be really quick..."
The younger brother was held captive by the eunuch and unable to move, but he still struggled desperately and managed to break free of the knife: "Impossible, I already said it's impossible..."
"You won't listen to reason, so you'll have to suffer the consequences? Humph! Tang Yansen, you come and grab him!" The Third Prince took a handkerchief, first wiping the phlegm off his face, then carefully wiping the knife in his hand.
Tang Yansen walked over, gestured for the eunuch to leave, and then sat on his younger brother's back, pressing him down completely and holding his brother's hands tightly.
He was already tall and burly, so when he pressed down on him like that, how could the skinny little brother possibly have any chance of breaking free?
The third prince, holding a knife, gestured towards his underling's eyes and nose, and sneered, "Come on, spit again, spit in my face! Spit again!"
The younger brother was being pressed down by Tang Yansen, and he was in excruciating pain. The Third Prince's knife grazed past his eyes, scraping off his eyelashes, which showed just how sharp the knife was.
The fear in his heart made him tremble uncontrollably.
He seemed about to plead for mercy, but he bit his lip tightly. How could he compromise with such a person?
Absolutely not.
Just then, a "thud" was heard, followed by the cat, whose voice had already weakened, continuing to scream in agony.
Everyone's attention was drawn to it.
It turned out to be Wan Cheng. He took a knife and chopped off one of the cat's paws, then the second, and then both hind legs.
After being chopped like that, the cat was on the verge of death, and soon its voice became extremely weak.
It was bleeding profusely and clearly wouldn't survive.
Wan Cheng threw down the bloodstained knife, knelt before the Third Prince, and said, "Your Highness, when I first arrived, I was also very unaccustomed to it. It is thanks to your patience that I was able to gradually adapt. Si Jing'an is just stubborn for a moment, so he hasn't figured it out yet. He'll be fine after a while."
Tang Yansen yelled, "What nonsense are you spouting? You were scared to death the first time you saw him. This kid is tough as nails. Today I'm going to skin him alive and see just how tough his bones really are!"
As he spoke, without even letting the Third Prince lift a finger, he grabbed his younger brother's left hand and was about to twist it.
Wan Cheng panicked, hurriedly turned around, picked up the knife, and chopped it down hard again.
The cat let out its last cry and then fell silent. Its head had been chopped off and rolled around, leaving a trail of blood on the ground.
Wan Cheng turned around, looked at Tang Yansen, and said, "We... are all the Third Prince's people, we are, and so is Si Jing'an!"
Perhaps it was this sentence that touched the Third Prince. He frowned, raised his hand, and stopped Tang Yansen from making a move.
"Damn it!" Tang Yansen cursed, let go of Si Jing'an, and kicked him.
Walking up to Yang Yan, Tang Yansen asked, "You also think this guy is no good, right?"
Yang Yan remained silent.
Wan Cheng quickly added, "Your Highness, give me some time. I will try to persuade him. I will definitely convince him!"
Just then, a sound came from outside the door, and a eunuch rushed in.
"Your Highness, Her Majesty has suddenly fallen ill, and the imperial physician has been summoned."
The third prince asked, "What's wrong with Mother?"
The eunuch shook his head: "This servant doesn't know. This servant came immediately after receiving the letter, fearing that if His Majesty summoned him and couldn't find His Highness..."
"Alright, I understand." The Third Prince turned around and said to Wan Cheng, "Then I'll give you an hour. You can try to persuade this boy. Yang Yan, Tang Yansen, you two stay here and watch over them. I'll go check on my mother first."
Everyone left, and Yang Yan and Tang Yansen didn't stay either; they went next door to eat.
The room fell silent, but the two animal carcasses on the floor looked particularly gruesome.
Wan Cheng wiped the sweat from his brow and hurried over to help his younger brother: "Jing An, are you alright?"
"Get out of my way!" The henchman struggled to his feet and shoved Wan Cheng aside. "Lackey!"
Wan Cheng wasn't annoyed, but gave a bitter smile: "Lackey? What else could I be but a lackey? If I weren't a lackey, I wouldn't even be alive today."