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But I am just a pen, skilled only in drawing and writing. And you know my frail body cannot withstand the blows of the Black General.
I used my strengths to target the weaknesses of the Black General, which is not a fair fight. The last encounter was merely a casual sparring session; the Black General need not take it to heart, and I certainly won't spread it around. Let's just pretend nothing happened.
Listen, what the other party said makes a lot of sense. A pen can only write and draw, and considering its thin body, a kick could easily break it.
Li Cu is also someone who values reason. He patted Sang Qingxiao's arm, signaling her to give him an out. Sang Qingxiao readily picked him up from the table.
Yue Hao then continued, "In the memory of Yue Governor, I left behind a few paintings. If he gets angry, the scenes in those paintings will torment him to madness, causing him immense pain. Too much anger, too frequently, could even cost him his life."
No wonder when I saw him yesterday, I sensed that his time was running out. But you just said we can't kill him.
I merely buried a hidden danger in his memory. Whenever he feels unwell, he has already consulted a physician. Through the Physician and the doctors in town, I repeatedly told him not to get angry; excessive anger harms the body and could even be fatal.
I've given all the necessary warnings. If he doesn't listen and insists on self-destruction, he can't blame others.
This made Sang Qingxiao laugh; did you use your drawing skills when you killed someone?
Yue Hao nodded. "I painted the scene outside the door while standing at the entrance. When I went inside to kill, no one could see my movements."
Sang Qingxiao asked again, "Then why do you kill one by one? It increases risk and causes chaos throughout the city; you've practically locked it down."
It's for intimidation—to make those who helped cover this up fearful. Coincidentally, this person died; although it was disguised as a Wedding Dress Case, there will always be those with guilty consciences who suspect it's related to Zhou Fan.
The longer the killing continues, the more uneasy those people will feel. At this moment, they might be thinking that once this person is done killing, it will be their turn next.
Sang Qingxiao inquired, "I'm also wondering if after this person finishes killing, will you go after others?"
Having taken action like Yue Governor, I've also left some things in the memories of those who sheltered them—just lighter touches that are not fatal but quite torturous. They feel fear and suffocation as if drowning in a confined space every now and then.
You certainly leave no one out.
Thus, Zhou Fan can finally close his eyes.
Sang Qingxiao reminded him again that once everyone is dead, Yue Governor's anger might reach its peak, and the day of opening the city could be far off.
During lockdown, life for the citizens won't be easy; being disturbed daily is just part of it.
Huzhou is generally quite affluent but has many impoverished families. Most of them earn just enough to buy food for a few days without much reserve. After several days of lockdown like this, they might run out of food soon.
When anger reaches its peak, perhaps Yue Governor will finally meet with Yue Ting!
Let's not talk about meaningless anger anymore; don't tell me you've never thought about the consequences of lockdown.
Yue Hao nodded; he had thought about it. "What I just said wasn't mere anger; if Yue Governor kills himself out of rage, it indeed opens a path to reopening the city. Once he's gone, no one will care about how his son died."
In the matter of the lockdown, the ones who suffered the most were the Merchants. The larger the stalls set up by the Merchants, the more likely they had officials backing them. Therefore, their losses meant losses for those officials as well. Without pressure from the Yue Governor, the city gates would have been opened within a few hours.
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