Those few words landed like thunder, instantly turning the courtroom into a living hell.
The commoners who had just been shouting “Wronged! Honorable Magistrate!” now felt as if they had been struck hard on the head.
Then, as reality sank in—
Spit and the filthiest curses imaginable rained down on the courtroom like a storm.
“Spit! This even counts as human?!”
“A tiger won’t devour its own cubs—did Jiang Jinyu’s heart get eaten by dogs?!”
“Heavens above! What were we just doing? We were actually helping a monster plead innocence?!”
A few of the loudest aunties from earlier now flushed with shame and rage, wishing they could sew their own mouths shut.
They turned and rushed home, preparing rotten vegetables, waiting for the verdict so they could throw them at Jiang Jinyu’s face.
On the high bench.
Jiang Yunfeng sat in the grand master chair that symbolized justice—but his body swayed slightly.
His proud son.
The reputation his Jiang family had built over generations.
At this moment, it all collapsed into a foul, rotten puddle of mud.
His fingernails dug into the red wooden desk, cracking off, blood seeping out—but he didn’t even notice.
Feng Zeyuan ignored the chaos outside.
She stepped forward, her shoe landing directly in front of Jiang Jinyu, looking down at him from above.
“Why did you do this?”
A golden light from the Truth-Telling Talisman flickered across Jiang Jinyu’s brow.
The uncontrollable urge to confess twisted his face. Even as he gritted his teeth to resist, the words still forced their way out from deep in his throat.
“Because… this is the price that Lu Xian had to pay for obtaining me!”
His eyes were bloodshot—madness burning within.
“She stole Mu’er’s position! That’s what she owes her!”
“I want her to give birth—endlessly!”
“Give her hope, then personally crush it. Watching her fall from the clouds into the mud—what punishment could be more satisfying than that?!”
His voice grew smoother, even excited, as a sickly thrill crept onto his face.
“Every time I threw those little flesh lumps into the tiger cage, I felt it was sacred!”
“That was my offering to Mu’er! Proof that Jiang Jinyu is a devoted lover, faithful until death!”
“And besides…”
He let out a strange laugh, his grin stretching toward his ears.
“Without those noisy brats, Lu Xian would only have me in her eyes.”
“Since she married me, she should be my dog—her entire world should revolve around me!”
“Crazy… completely insane…”
The newly awakened Lu Xian only heard a couple of sentences before she gasped for breath and fainted again in her mother-in-law’s arms.
Outside the hall, even the burly men couldn’t help but rub their arms, goosebumps rising.
Was this “deep love”?
No.
This was a demon wearing human skin.
In the suffocating silence, a sudden laugh broke out.
Feng Zeyuan was laughing so hard her shoulders trembled.
“Lover?”
“Don’t insult that word!”
“To me, you’re just a breeding machine gone rogue—rotten and hypocritical!”
She crouched down, eye-level with Jiang Jinyu, her gaze frighteningly clear.
“Since you love Liu Mu’er so much—so madly in love…”
“Then tell me, when you rescued someone from the water and realized you saved the wrong person, why didn’t you throw Lu Xian back in?”
That question struck directly at his fatal weak point.
Jiang Jinyu’s expression froze.
The Truth-Telling Talisman forcibly tore at his will, dragging out the ugliest truth.
“Because…”
His gaze flickered with calculation.
“Because at that moment… the way Lu Xian struggled in the water… was beautiful.”
“More charming than Mu’er, that shrew…”
“And she was the legitimate daughter of the Lu family… marrying her would help my official career…”
Clang.
Something inside everyone seemed to break.
In the blink of an eye, the “mad lover driven by obsession” collapsed into a vile opportunist driven by lust and profit.
Feng Zeyuan stood up, clapping her hands as if brushing off filth.
“Everyone heard that?”
“What white moonlight? What cinnabar mole?”
“To him, none of that compares to his lower-half desires and his official rank.”
She didn’t stop.
“Since you married her, why kill the children?”
“Because I was bored!”
Jiang Jinyu gave up entirely, roaring hysterically.
“What I have gets boring! I wanted excitement! I wanted Mu’er to believe I never changed!”
“And—”
A disgusting pride appeared on his face.
“Who cares about those brats? I have plenty of sons!”
“I’ve got three mistresses outside! They’ve given me over a dozen sons! All fat and healthy!”
“The children Lu Xian bore? They’re just feed for beasts! Only the ones from my mistresses are the true Jiang bloodline!”
That final statement shattered everyone’s moral limits completely.
【Damn…】
【No wonder this beast treats children like trash.】
【To him, kids are just like leeks in a field—cut one batch, another grows back.】
Just then, Liu Mei’er—who had been pretending to be dead to reduce her presence—suddenly jumped up.
“Jiang Jinyu! You bastard!”
Covered in filth, she rushed forward and clawed at his face like a madwoman.
“You said you only loved me! You said once Lu Xian had ten children, you’d marry me!”
“So you were raising a whole harem behind my back?!”
Feng Zeyuan flipped her wrist.
A yellow talisman landed firmly on Liu Mei’er’s forehead.
“Come on, don’t just fight—tell us the truth.”
Her body froze. Her mouth opened uncontrollably.
“Yes! It’s all true!”
“He planned the drowning back then! Lu Xian was deliberately dragged into the water by me!”
“I just wanted to humiliate her in public!”
“That line about feeding children to tigers—I said it in anger! Who knew this psycho actually did it?!”
“I’m evil, but he’s not even human!”
Dog-eat-dog.
The truth was stripped bare, laid out in the sunlight—disgusting and raw.
“Enough!”
A roar erupted.
Jiang Yunfeng stood abruptly and slammed the gavel down hard.
CRACK.
The decades-old hardwood shattered into two pieces.
The middle-aged magistrate’s back bent slightly.
But the tears in his eyes had already dried.
Only ash-like resolve remained.
“Criminal Jiang Jinyu—inhuman, slaughterer of his own children, unforgivable!”
“Criminal Liu Mei’er—instigator and accomplice!”
He removed his official hat and placed it solemnly beside the broken gavel.
Every word was squeezed out like blood.
“Sentence—”
“Death by beheading!”
“Immediate execution!”
The token fell to the ground with a sharp clang, marking the bloody end of this absurd farce.
A moment of silence.
Then—
Cheers exploded like thunder.
“Good!”
“Honorable Magistrate!”
Rotten vegetables and eggs rained down like a storm upon the once-glorious “benevolent gentleman.”
Feng Zeyuan quietly took out a handful of sunflower seeds.
Crunch.
The crisp sound of shelling seeds stood out strangely in the noisy courtroom—yet oddly satisfying.
【That gavel strike… not bad.】
【The old man really knows his stuff. A clean cut hurts, but at least it removes the rotten flesh.】
Beside her, Feng Zeyang silently handed her a cup of warm tea, eyes gentle.
To him, his sister wasn’t just watching gossip.
She was tearing open a crack of light in this filthy world.
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