World-Ending Demon Emperor
Chapter 160 - 160 119 Ruthless Suo Lun!

160: 119: Ruthless Suo Lun!

The cession of territory acquired!_2 160: 119: Ruthless Suo Lun!

The cession of territory acquired!_2 “Yes, it’s to vent my anger,” Suo Lun said.

“Idiot, narrow-minded idiot, short-sighted idiot,” Gui Xingfu said harshly.

Suo Lun coldly enunciated each word, “I have never been broad-minded; I have always been one to hold grudges.

Whoever dares to insult me, I will surely repay them tenfold immediately, unless they kill me themselves.”

“Mad dog, you mad dog,” Mrs.

Turing Si suddenly stood up fiercely, pointing at Suo Lun and shouting, “Your father was a mad dog, and you are a mad dog, too.”

Mrs.

Turing Si called Suo Long a mad dog because of his exceedingly upright and unyielding nature.

Once, in a battle, he had beheaded a descendant of the Turing Clan for desertion.

Although Turing Tuo publicly praised the execution as a righteous act that saved the Turing Clan’s honor, in reality, they had come to deeply hate Suo Long.

Suo Lun furrowed his brow and said, “Lord Gui, my father was immensely kind to you.

Are you not going to control your wife?

Are you going to let her spout nonsense like this?”

“Did I say anything wrong?” Mrs.

Turing Si said coldly, “Your father was a stubborn mad dog, and that’s why he deserved to be crippled for ten years and died before the age of sixty.”

Mrs.

Turing Si’s character was as overbearing as Gui Qinshao’s.

Ordinarily she maintained the decorum of a noblewoman, but now, driven by fury, she had completely abandoned all propriety.

Her words crossed Suo Lun’s line in an instant.

Suo Lun’s gaze turned wickedly upon Mrs.

Turing Si as he said coldly, “Mrs.

Turing, Prince Zili is most fond of other men’s wives.

How did you find the taste?”

With these words, Mrs.

Turing Si staggered as if she might faint.

Gui Xingfu’s vision darkened with regret.

Why hadn’t he stopped his wife earlier?

This scoundrel truly was vindictive, a venom-spitting snake; no matter how vicious the words thrown at him, he would return them tenfold, striking exactly where you feared the most.

Once these words today spread, Gui Xingfu wouldn’t be able to face anyone again.

He knew that many nobles in the royal city, without a solid foundation, knew about Prince Zili’s fondness for other men’s wives and thus offered their own wives to him to enjoy.

But Gui Xingfu was a noble of significant standing, with a powerful base of support; he didn’t need to stoop to such despicable acts.

Moreover, he loved his wife dearly and was filled with possessiveness.

He would be displeased if another man so much as looked at his wife, so how could he possibly submit to offering her in such a shameful way?

Yet with what Suo Lun said today, everyone would believe it was true; that Gui Xingfu really had offered his wife to Zhi Li.

“Get out, get out of my City Lord Manor.

You are not welcome here,” Gui Xingfu said word by word.

Suo Lun spoke up, “Lord Gui, remember, within three days, cede a piece of land no less than two thousand square kilometers to me.

Sister, let’s go!”

Then, Suo Lun left with Suo Ningbing and Ye Jingyu, striding away.

Immediately after, all the guests silently withdrew until they were completely gone.

…

In the entire hall, only Gui Xingfu and his wife remained.

At that moment, Mrs.

Turing Si could no longer hold back, tears surging forth as she roared, “Gui Xingfu, you go kill him, kill him!”

Gui Xingfu slumped into the chair, silent.

“You worthless wretch, just letting others bully your wife, bully your daughter, what’s the point of living like this?

Someday I might actually cuckold you, so I don’t have to suffer this unjust accusation,” Mrs.

Turing Si raged, her chest heaving violently.

Gui Xingfu remained quiet.

Mrs.

Turing Si continued to point and curse at her husband, “If you are my husband, if you are Qinshu’s father, then go kill him.

Whatever the consequences, I’ll take it, the Turing Clan will take it.”

“Aow…

Shut up,” Gui Xingfu roared, suddenly pressing his wife down onto the table.

At the same time, the maids of the City Lord’s Manor swiftly closed all the doors, then turned their backs.

After satisfying their passion, Mrs.

Turing Si lay lazily in her husband’s arms, her voice hoarse and soft, “Fu, help me kill him.”

“Baby, we can’t kill him,” Gui Xingfu said.

“Why can’t we kill him?

This little thief is no better than a stray dog, barely more noble than a beggar by the roadside,” Mrs.

Turing Si said spitefully.

Gui Xingfu shook his head, “You have no idea who’s standing behind this little thief, albeit as cannon fodder and a pawn.

But if the scoundrel gets through this obstacle, then…

then he will truly transform from a goldfish in the rain to a dragon.

And when that day comes, with that scoundrel’s nature, our Gui Family Clan will surely be obliterated.”

At those words, Mrs.

Turing Si shuddered violently, knowing full well her strong, domineering attitude and how she ordered her husband around.

But in her heart, she loved her husband deeply and greatly admired him, absolutely believing his words.

“So that day will never come, right?” trembled Mrs.

Turing Si.

“Right, that day will never come,” Gui Xingfu said coldly.

“I will do everything in my power to crush him to death.

I can’t kill him, but I can make his life worse than that of a pig or a dog, living a fate worse than death.”

Mrs.

Turing Si asked, “So we really have to cede a piece of land to him?”

“In your dreams!” Gui Xingfu scoffed.

“The scoundrel may be cunning and shrewd, but he’s still too green to face me.

I will give him a large piece of land, alright.

The only use for it, though, will be as his graveyard.”

Mrs.

Turing Si’s alluring eyes glowed, “I love seeing you so malevolent.

Let’s do it again.”