Amor a través del tiempo

Capítulo 61

Thinking of the frequent urination incident again, Lei Ran blushed, but unfortunately, he couldn't see it in the darkness.

"I'm asking how you have this ability," Lei Ran asked, embarrassed and annoyed.

"No matter who it is, if you stay in the dark for a long time, you'll eventually get used to it." Lin Feng casually avoided the topic, not wanting to discuss his past. Instead, he turned his gaze to the attacker who was bound hand and foot on the ground and chuckled, "You're quite the failure as the Thunder King. Right under the nose of the capital, someone actually tried to assassinate you. If I hadn't been here with you, you might have really been assassinated by this guy."

"Oh, it seems I should thank the Dark King for saving my life." Lei Ran said meaningfully, his gaze deep, while he was thinking about Lin Feng's first words.

"No, no, King Lei is my savior. If you die, I'll be executed on the spot by your tens of thousands of troops." Although Lin Feng didn't know what he was planning, he instinctively avoided the question. If Lei Ran's gratitude meant something good, then it would be heaven's will.

What should we do with this assassin?

"He was trying to assassinate you, and you are the King of Tiancheng. Why are you asking me, a 'guest'?"

“Dark King, I have always known that you are resourceful and wise.”

“Being resourceful doesn’t mean I want to be used by you. Let me tell you, I don’t do business at a loss.”

"..." Lei Ran waved his hand magnanimously: "At worst, I'll treat you to a meal at the welcoming banquet tomorrow."

"What can you do if you don't treat me to a meal? Have you forgotten how inseparable we are now?" Lin Feng tugged at the rope on his wrist, clearly not buying it.

"You..." Lei Ran said angrily, "Then what exactly do you want? Is it so hard to help me just this once? Is there anything about me that I'm inferior to Bei Chentian?"

"Lei Ran, I finally managed to force you to say that." Lin Feng smiled faintly, his eyes filled with mockery.

The room fell eerily quiet. The man's frustrated and angry gaze and the woman's disdainful sneer slowly spread through the darkness.

"It's not impossible for me to come up with a solution, but I never want to hear the name 'Lan Feng' again. Lei Wang is a man of great renown; you should know what I mean, right?" Lin Feng broke the silence with a carefree attitude, seemingly unaware that the man beside him was extremely angry.

However, these words were like timely rain, instantly extinguishing the raging fire.

"Fine! I agree!" His sharp eyes were like a blade, flashing with a fierce light in the darkness. Lei Ran's voice was unusually crisp, so crisp that there was not a trace of hesitation. His cold laughter slowly rang out, and he said calmly, "Anyway, you were never Lan Feng to begin with."

After so many days, if Lei Ran still really thought Lin Feng was Lan Feng, then he couldn't possibly be the Tiancheng Lei King who had been biding his time for many years before making a stunning move. Lin Feng and Lan Feng have completely different personalities and methods. Lei Ran could see through Lan Feng, a woman with no wisdom whatsoever, but Lin Feng was someone he couldn't understand no matter how hard he looked.

Lin Feng burst into laughter: "Then, Thunder King, go ahead and scream as loud as you can..."

As dawn approached and the darkness deepened, a bloodcurdling scream suddenly erupted from the inn where Lei Wang was staying, followed by a piercing shriek. This immediately caught the attention of the innkeepers, and a group of people rushed in with torches. In the dim light of the torches, they found Lei Wang lying motionless on the bed, covered in blood. A dagger was embedded in his chest, and his limbs were twisted and mangled, with bones protruding. It was clear that he was not going to survive…

Beside him, Lin Feng, pale-faced, huddled at the foot of the bed, pointing to the window outside: "Assassins! Assassins..."

The officials at the post station were all trembling with fear, their faces ashen. The Thunder King had actually been assassinated here! What... what should they do?!

Shen Kezhi, a left deputy general under Lei Ran, widened his eyes, clenched his fists, and roared, "Capture the assassin!" His men immediately swarmed forward in a frenzy.

"Wait! Lei Wang's post station is heavily guarded. We have set up so many layers of defense inside and out. How could there be any assassins coming in and out!" Suddenly, a voice interrupted his order. Right General Zheng Fang, with a face full of indignation and deep eyes, drew his long sword with a "clang!" and slashed fiercely at Lin Feng.

"You are the murderer!"

Lin Feng's eyes flashed with mockery. He suddenly raised his right hand and reached out with an astonishing speed, easily grabbing the man's forearm. Then, he kicked the man hard between the legs!

The man's face turned ashen. Had he been kicked squarely, what would become of him? Just as he was about to leap away, a black whip suddenly appeared from the side and wrapped around his legs. He took a heavy kick to a vital spot from Lin Feng, letting out a scream of agony, seeing stars, and almost fainting on the spot. He feared he would never be able to live a normal life again…

The man rolling on the ground screamed, but a voice that rang out sent chills down his spine, and he almost forgot to scream.

"No matter how tight the defenses are, if there's a traitor, letting someone in is a piece of cake, isn't it? Hmph, Zheng Fang, you'll soon find out what happens when you betray me!"

Zheng Fang was shocked. He looked at Lei Ran, who was slowly walking out from behind the bed, his eyes filled with despair. Then he looked at the bloody and mangled corpse on the bed and almost fainted on the spot.

Lin Feng chuckled leisurely beside him, her laughter like that of a devil. She pulled the cold dagger from the corpse's chest, casually slashed it twice in the air, and slowly reminded him, "This assassin is indeed tough enough, refusing to confess anything. But I believe that not everyone is as stubborn as this assassin. Take this General Zheng Fang, pull up a radish, and put it in a ventilated place. I don't believe he won't confess!"

Chapter Sixty-Two: Lin Feng

"Pulling radishes?" Lei Ran frowned and asked in confusion, "What is pulling radishes? I've never heard of it."

The soldiers in the room also looked at her with great confusion, their eyes full of question marks.

Lin Feng broke out in a cold sweat. It seemed that the transition from slavery to feudalism was not very advanced. Even the punishments were pitifully few. Using a red-hot branding iron to heat someone was considered torture. The methods of extracting confessions were too backward!

Lin Feng smiled coldly, a smile so eerie that it sent a chill down Zheng Fang's spine. Zheng Fang, who was bound hand and foot and determined to remain silent, instinctively knew that the woman who had crippled his lower body with one kick was unlikely to come up with any good ideas.

"The so-called 'pulling the radish' is basically having someone dig a big pit, bury the person in it, tamp the soil down, make an incision in the top of the person's head, and pour in some mercury, hehe..." A sinister and vicious smile appeared on Lin Feng's face, his stunningly beautiful features suddenly becoming extremely terrifying: "Mercury is ubiquitous; once it enters the body, it will peel the skin off bit by bit, causing excruciating pain and itching, making life worse than death! When that white, bloody thing surfaces, a perfectly intact human skin is easily peeled off. As for the person inside, they're alive and kicking, they can even run! With proper care, they can still survive, but if they're exposed to a draft, their body will feel like it's being sliced into a thousand pieces, hehehehehe..."

A malevolent gaze was fixed on Zheng Fang. As she listened to her horrifying description, Zheng Fang felt a chill run down her spine and screamed in terror, "Stop talking! Stop talking!"

"Hmph, you're afraid of such a small thing? I know many cruel tortures that make life worse than death, but we just don't have the means to do them on a regular basis. However, I believe that with Lei Wang's help, we can definitely do it all." Lin Feng's eyes were icy cold, and there was a faint smile on his face, as if he was very proud.

"For example, if you were to be driven over and crushed piece by piece by a heavy cart, dragging your limbs along the ground, the pain would be extraordinary! Also, if you were to have your eyes gouged out, your nose cut off, your tongue pulled out, and your hearing pierced, and your limbs severed and thrown into a jar as a living specimen, hehe, you wouldn't die. With proper care, you could live for thirty or forty years in the darkest of times, and..."

"Enough! Enough! Stop talking! I confess, I confess..." Zheng Fang listened to Lin Feng's account bit by bit, his face already pale, large beads of sweat dripping down his face, and he couldn't help but shout hoarsely.

Death is always terrifying. He thought he was already remarkable for not being afraid of death, but he never expected that Lin Feng would have so many terrifying methods that could make people wish they were dead! Every idea was chilling. If he were really treated like that, he would rather die by a knife.

Lei Wang has always been cruel and ruthless. He would probably just wipe out the whole family and behead them as a warning. If we're really talking about viciousness, Zheng Fang absolutely doesn't believe that Lei Wang is more vicious than her!

"Oh, so he confessed? How boring. I thought I'd have to go through some torture. Hey, Deputy General, are you stupid? Hurry up and get some paper and pen. Record Lord Zheng Fang's confession." Lin Feng shook his head helplessly with an expression of unsatisfaction. He glanced at the people in the room and found that everyone was pale and looked like they wanted to vomit.

From the soldiers holding torches to Shen Kezhi, none were spared, and even Lei Ran had a strange expression on his face.

Shen Kezhi was stunned for a long time before he suddenly realized what was happening. He shouted, "Yes!" and quickly led his men to arrest Zheng Fang and leave the room for interrogation. Only when he got outside did he realize that his clothes were completely soaked through!

Good heavens! How can there be such a terrifying woman in the world! What on earth has this Consort Feng learned while she was out there?!

She could talk about those cruel methods without batting an eye, and even relish it; she was a complete demon!

Shen Kezhi secretly resolved that no matter what happened in the future, he must not clash with the returning Consort Feng, otherwise his fate would be far worse than death.