Hearing Da Zuo’s words, Qiao Yanze looked towards the figure hanging at the city gates.

  From what he knew, the Burmese rules included hanging a betrayer’s body, dressed in black, outside of the city gates after being beheaded. However, the figure hanging currently was wearing a white robe, so they probably weren’t beheaded and were hanging as a form of a warning or punishment.

  Even if the white robe was extremely large, it was obvious that the figure it covered was terribly slender and weak.

  Qiao Yanze felt that the figure looked terribly familiar, his heart skipping a beat.

  Was he seeing things wrongly?

  If not, why would he think that the figure looked just like Cen Xi?

  “Stop the car!” Just as the car was about to enter the city, Qiao Yanze shouted coldly.

  The driver, Da Zuo and Xiao Zuo all glanced at Qiao Yanze in confusion. Qiao Yanze stared at the hanging figure and asked the driver, “Who is being hung there?”


  “Mr Qiao, our King had hung that person up there personally. I don’t really know what happened either. But, I’m sure that this person had offended our King. In t recent years, our King has rarely used such a punishment.”


  In a place rampant with culture like Burma, one had to use strict punishments from time to time in order to make others listen and take heed.

  In Burma, betrayers were all fearful and scared when they mentioned Long Ming. But when the commoners talked about Long Ming, they were filled with respect and gratefulness for the man, because he was the one who allowed them to live a peaceful life.

  He was both good and bad, bloodthirsty yet a good leader as well.

  Qiao Yanze looked away from that figure, furrowing his eyebrows slightly. He had probably seen wrong. Cen Xi and her sister had died in the fire. How would they be hung here?

  At the thought of Cen Xi being burned to ashes by the fire, the suffocating pain started to spread within him once more.

  He lifted his well-defined hand and said with a hoarse voice, “Continue then!”


  The car moved on and the driver drove the car into the Palace. The Palace had five palace halls, including the office area, the residential area, the museum, a conference room and a VIP-only wing.

  This place also contained Long Ming’s most painful memories. That was why apart from working and welcoming guests, he would usually reside in his castle……

  In the castle.

  After Cen Xi was taken away, Xiao Ying was detained in a room as well.

  Long Ming didn’t let her out of the room at all. Although he didn’t torture here and got his servants to bring her food and water, with Xiao Xi’s whereabouts unknown, Xiao Ying couldn’t eat anything. Her heart remained uneasy throughout.

  Long Ming had been melancholy and morbid since he was young. When he was ruthless, he could dig a person’s heart out without even blinking.

  Not to mention that he was the Burmese King now.

  Her escaping with Xiao Xi was the result of her lying and cheating him again and it touched his bottom line. She was very afraid that he would take Xiao Xi’s life in his anger.

  Even though he still kept Xiao Xi alive, he kept her hanging at the city gates. The sun in Burma was bright and strong. In the long run, Xiao Xi would probably die from it.

  Xiao Ying was terribly worried.

  She thought of everything, but she wasn’t able to escape. There were several armed bodyguards guarding the door to her room. The castle was heavily guarded, even a simple breeze would be discovered. If that happened, the situation would be worse.

  Xiao Ying cursed at Long Ming several thousand times in her mind. That d*mned devil for torturing Xiao Xi and her like this! She would rather be burned to death than be saved by him!

  Seeing the weather outside becoming hotter, Xiao Ying was as panicked as a cat on a hot tin roof.

  She went to the door and beat at the door rapidly. “Where is your King? I want to see him!”


  The guards ignored her.

  “Tell him that I will kill myself by hitting my head against the wall if he doesn’t come.”


  Moments later, the bodyguards replied, “His Majesty said that he won’t stop you from dying.”


  Xiao Ying lifted her leg and kicked at the door ruthlessly. She cursed coldly, “F*ck.”


  She was an assassin nurtured by the organization. The blood within her was mostly cold. She could only live by fighting with others since young, with her blood covered in blood. How soft could she be?

  However, because her appearance was innocent and coy, the first impression she gave others when she executed her mission was that she was made of water and men were easily deceived by her.

  But her true personality was very cold, very strong and very arrogant.

  Long Ming never came even after the sun had set.

  Xiao Ying was so worried that she really wanted to curse at Long Ming’s ancestors as well.

  Some time later, a steady but strong footsteps thudded from outside.

  Xiao Ying heard the bodyguards greet the man and her heart tensed as she prepared to fall into fight mode anytime.

  Long Ming pushed the door open. He was wearing a black coat, his figure tall and wild as his aura was terribly frightening.

  He entered and closed the door. He took off his coat and sat on the sofa wearing a black shirt embroidered with gold dragons made of silk threads. He sat wildly with his long legs spread apart.

  He stared straight at Xiao Ying, his eyes exuding with a freezing icy glint.

  Xiao Ying clenched her fists tightly. She wanted to shout and hit him, but she couldn’t afford to lose control of herself. If not, Xiao Xi would be the one who suffered.

  “Long Ming, if anything happens to my sister, I will drag you along with me even if I die.”


  Long Ming took out a Cuban cigar, narrowing his eyes as he lit it. His eyes sparkled with amusement as ashy green smoke covered him. “Number 21, it seems like you haven’t acknowledged the truth yet. I’m not that young and naive teenager that listens to your every bidding anymore.”


  Xiao Ying gritted her teeth. “If you dare, let go of my sister. You can settle what happened between us individually with me!”


  Long Ming took a huff of the cigar and exhaled smoke out slowly. “It’s been a day and a night since your younger sister has had any water. I’m afraid it would be time up for her after a few more hours.”


  Xiao Ying’s expression fell instantly. “What do you want for you to let her go?”


  Long Ming lifted his hand with the cigar, his eyes cold. “Come here!”


  Xiao Ying held back the anger and disgust within her as she walked in front of Long Ming.

  Long Ming leaned back against the sofa, smirking softly. “Take out your best skill.”


  Xiao Ying furrowed her eyebrows tightly.

  Her best skill was seduction. To be more detailed, she would be able to seduce a man within a short period of time.

  However, she had left the organization now. She didn’t want to go back to the old days and use those skills anymore.

  Seeing Xiao Ying remain quiet, Long Ming stood up and grabbed her chin, lifting her face up. Her face was completely pale. Although there was an ugly scar on one side of her face, her exquisite facial features still made her look slightly pitiful.

  This made the urge to want to bully and punish her even stronger. What happened last night wouldn’t be forgotten easily.

  He exhaled a mouthful of smoke at her face as he leaned towards her. A devilishly cold smirk appeared on his lips as he pressed a finger against her lips. “You took real good care of the old Burmese King in the past. I heard that your mouth is very good at satisfying a man?”


  Realizing what he wanted her to do, Xiao Ying’s eyes constricted ruthlessly. “Don’t even think about it!”