Yun Changfeng looked up, his gaze fixed on Lord Meng.
"My daughter? What do you intend to do?"
Lord Meng's expression flickered, intimidated by Yun Changfeng's formidable aura.
He truly was a great general, one who faced battles and enemies, achieving victory in nine out of ten encounters. A single glance, a single word from him, could make one's blood run cold.
It felt as though, in the next moment, he could be killed.
In the past, Lord Meng would never have dared to question Yun Changfeng like this.
But now, Yun Changfeng was in dire straits, and someone wanted him dead.
That someone was a person few dared to oppose.
After contemplating the risks, Lord Meng regained his composure. "I have known General Yun for many years and understand his capabilities far better than most. However, General Yun is currently imprisoned, and no one can save him..."
"I ask you, what have you done with Shu'er?!" Yun Changfeng demanded, his voice cold.
He had believed that after being locked up, and with his secret arrangements, he and Shu'er would be temporarily safe until the interrogation tomorrow.
But now...
Lord Meng was once again startled by Yun Changfeng's presence. He frowned and said, "Great General, you know very well that your daughter, Yun Shu, possesses astonishing beauty, and many covet her. Someone has already gone to her cell to 'visit' her. What happens next depends on whether you sign this confession."
"As long as you sign the confession, Great General, I can even bring her to see you. However, if you hesitate for too long, then she..."
Before he could finish.
Suddenly.
Yun Changfeng grabbed Lord Meng by the collar.
Yun Changfeng's eyes blazed with a furious, storm-like killing intent, his irises as red as raging flames.
"If you dare to harm her, I will ensure your entire clan pays with their lives!"
Lord Meng's face turned crimson, and he struggled to breathe.
The men behind him, seeing this, rushed forward to pull Yun Changfeng and Lord Meng apart.
However, despite their strenuous efforts, they could not separate them.
At that moment, Lord Meng and the others realized that Yun Changfeng truly was a great general, one who could shake enemy forces and command ten thousand troops!
If he wanted to kill Lord Meng and them right now, it would be easy.
Instantly, everyone present was stunned into silence.
"My lord, my lord, my lord!"
Lord Meng was starting to roll his eyes.
This was a prelude to suffocation!
"General Yun, release our lord quickly! Release our lord!" the surrounding soldiers cried out in alarm.
The continuous exclamations caused the storm of fury in Yun Changfeng's eyes to subside.
He narrowed his eyes coldly.
And let go.
Lord Meng, freed, began to cough violently.
His entire face was an intense, blood-red hue.
So red it looked like it would bleed.
He then gasped for air.
"My lord!"
After several deep breaths, Lord Meng finally recovered.
At this moment, looking at Yun Changfeng, he no longer felt as confident as before.
Just moments ago, he had truly believed he could completely suppress Yun Changfeng and make him realize there was no hope of recovery.
But now, a hint of fear gnawed at him.
However.
Looking at the confession in his hand, he was determined to make Yun Changfeng sign it today, no matter what.
He cautiously took a step back, widening the distance between himself and Yun Changfeng.
Gazing at Yun Changfeng, securely confined in his cell, he raised his head again. "Great General, you know clearly that being imprisoned means we already have substantial evidence. You might as well confess. Otherwise, in the next two days, we will have to subject you to torture, and Yun Shu will also be tortured. As for the person who has gone to 'visit' Yun Shu, they are waiting for your confession. Once they see the confession, they will certainly cease harming Yun Shu."
"General Yun, you are unmatched on the battlefield and understand that in order to win, various stratagems are employed. Some stratagems not born of battlefield conflict are certainly not something young women can endure."
Lord Meng continued his coercion.
It was clear now that Yun Shu was Yun Changfeng's Achilles' heel.
No wonder that person had said that while destroying Yun Shu, they would also make Yun Changfeng confess. Even if someone could eventually prove Yun Changfeng's innocence, seeing the broken, deranged Yun Shu would ensure he could never recover.
One had to admit, this move was truly vicious!
It left Yun Changfeng with absolutely no room to maneuver.
Yun Changfeng's cold eyes narrowed, his aura menacing.
He lowered his gaze to the confession.
When he looked up again.
Not far behind Lord Meng, a person subtly shook their head.
A thought sparked in Yun Changfeng's mind.
Just then.
A jailer, rushing in a panic, almost stumbling, approached Lord Meng.
Lord Meng was about to persuade Yun Changfeng further when he saw the flustered jailer. He scowled and barked, "What is this haste about?"
"My lord, it's..."
The jailer was about to speak when he suddenly noticed Yun Changfeng inside the cell.
The potent, terrifying aura emanating from Yun Changfeng at that moment.
The jailer, startled, swallowed his words.
He then whispered into Lord Meng's ear about what had just happened in the women's quarters.
Lord Meng leaped to his feet abruptly.
"What?!"
"Let's go!"
Lord Meng hurried out.
After a few steps, he seemed to recall something, and immediately turned back to look at Yun Changfeng. His brow furrowed deeply. He glanced at the confession in his hand. Not yet! He would return tonight to force the confession!
If that didn't work, he would resort to torture!
Even the most resilient man would find it difficult to endure severe torture, regardless of the crime, and would confess!
Watching Lord Meng's retreating back, Yun Changfeng clenched his fists silently.
His eyes were filled with worry.
Might Shu'er be very scared right now?
...
Lord Meng rushed out in a hurry.
He saw Li Jiancheng and Wang Zhuo lying on stretchers.
Their faces appeared exceptionally pale under the sunlight.
Their feet were exposed, and they were covered only by a single garment.
However, their hands were from that place in Wucheng.
Only Li Jiancheng still had some consciousness, incessantly wailing, "Save me quickly... I can't afford to have an accident... I still want to have ten or eight sons..."
Lord Meng felt a wave of dizziness.
He demanded of the person beside him, "How did you do your job? Didn't you administer the medicine?"
"Yes, the medicine was administered, but somehow, Second Miss Yun seemed completely fine." It was incredibly bizarre.
Lord Meng's brow furrowed deeply. "Take them to the medical clinic quickly! Find the best doctor. If that doesn't work, send for the imperial physician!"
Judging by their condition, they must have been seriously injured. Perhaps, perhaps...
...
At this moment.
Not far from the prison.
A small figure was constantly pacing back and forth.
He missed his mother so much!
His mother, standing in the cold, damp cell, must miss him too.
He wanted to see his mother, he wanted to save his mother.
He saw a rat crawl across the ground.
He blinked his beautiful big eyes.
Just as he was about to reach for it.
Suddenly, someone grabbed him by the scruff of his neck!