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They grabbed Shen Xu’s arms and forcefully dragged him out.

Shen Xu was taken to the torture chamber. He was pressed into the chair, his hands and feet firmly bound.

Shen Xu was terrified and shouted.

“What are you doing? Let go of me!”

The next moment, he saw Duke Lang walk in slowly.

Xiao Juan was wearing a black robe and a jade crown. His eyebrows were as sharp as knives, and he was tall and straight.

When Shen Xu met his gaze, he immediately felt as if his heart was being gripped. Fear overwhelmed him, and she almost suffocated.

Shen Xu stammered.

“I... I told you, I don’t know anything about anti-government poetry. Those poems have nothing to do with me. D... don’t malign innocent people!”

Xiao Juan said coldly, “We’ll know after we interrogate him.”

There was only one way to interrogate someone in the Justice Department, and that was by torture.

Xiao Juan instructed the people around him.

“Go get Little Lo.”

“There.”

Soon, a delicate young man with a baby face walked in.

His name was Lo Pingsha and he was seventeen years old. He was wearing a black brocade robe that represented the Eagle Guards. He was not tall and had innocent puppy eyes. There was even some baby fat on his face.

Although he was cute, he was the person in the Justice Department who was the most not to be trifled with other than Duke Lang.

Xiao said calmly, “Let him suffer a little, but don’t kill him.”

Like Xiao Juan, Lo Pingsha was a quiet person.

In response to Duke Lang’s instructions, Lo Pingsha only nodded, indicating that he understood.

Lo Pingsha was enough here. Xiao Juan turned and walked out of the torture chamber.

Not long after he walked out, he heard Shen Xu’s cry of pain coming from the torture chamber.

From the sound of it, it was probably worse than death.

Everyone in the Judicial Department was already used to the various shouts in the torture chamber, so no one in the vicinity revealed any strange expressions. Everyone was still busy with their own things.

Xiao Jiao instructed Yan Nanguan, who was following behind him.

“Go to Prince Min’s residence and send something to him.”

Two hours later.

Yan Nanguan appeared in Prince Min’s residence.

Prince Min was still wearing a loose Daoist robe, and his expression was unfriendly.

“What are you doing here?”

“I’m here on His Highness’s orders to deliver something to His Highness,” Yan Nanguan said as he took out a wooden box.

He placed the wooden box in front of Prince Min.

King Min asked, “What is this?”

Yan Nanguan lowered his head respectfully. “You’ll know when you open it.”

Prince Min glanced at the steward beside him.

The butler understood and stepped forward to open the box.

Two bloody right hands were lying inside!

The butler screamed in terror and backed away.

Prince Min was also shocked. The blood on his face instantly drained.

He quickly turned away from the two hands and gritted his teeth.

“What does Duke Lang mean?!”

Yan Nanguan said unhurriedly, “These are the right hands of Niu Da and Niu Er. His Royal Highness asked me to send it to you for you to take a look. His Royal Highness also asked me to tell you that if this happens again, it will be your son’s hand that will be sent to you.”

Princ Min’s face fell. “How dare he?!” he raged.

Yan Nanguan cupped his fists at him.

“I’ve completed my mission. Goodbye.”

Without waiting for a reply, he turned and left.

Prince Min was left standing there in exasperation.

The butler knelt on the ground and said fearfully.

“It’s all my fault. I failed to complete the mission Your Highness gave me. Please punish me, Your Highness.”

With a flick of his whisk, Prince Min swung the wooden box from the table to the floor. The two bloody hands inside rolled toward the butler.

“Get lost!”

The butler practically scrambled out.

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