Chapter 129

“Qing ruled in favor of the Tang Family, but that’s not really true.”

In reality, it was a three-to-one match.

Because Door-sa presented the Tang Family with a cruel dilemma: starve to death or die from a revolt.

What came back was the food waste he nonchalantly tossed out the door, right outside the walls.

Strangely enough, it always landed in the area where the guards or imperial warriors stood. This was the Tang Family’s official stance.

“Huh? Why are you standing there?”

Door-sa, with eyes spinning, was rummaging through the city to find out where the Tang Family’s food supplies were reaching.

But how could that be easy?

The city was over two thousand years old from the perspective of the Central Plain and was the land where dynasties had resided.

In other words, the pathways dug by their ancestors were already plentiful, and the Tang Family had further enhanced them with secret passages over the hundreds of years.

There was no way a mere fifty-year-old human brain could invade such hallowed grounds.

Thus, six Golden Guards and thirty soldiers who managed to find three secret tunnels became eternal guests of the underworld.

Thanks to the toxin that filled the discovered tunnels, they couldn’t even retrieve the corpses—truly, they became the definition of wandering souls who would never return.

And the Tang Family’s official stance was this.

“Uh-oh, we took back the poison the cat spread. Why are you just loitering around the dump?”

Meanwhile, two red dots were added to the Tang Family’s city map, revealing two more locations where the guarded food supplies were being hoarded.

The Tang Family’s victory.

After a string of losses, Door-sa realized he was outmatched, both in audacity and in local infrastructure.

“Damn those bastards.”

He gritted his teeth.

The plan to extract false evidence disguised as a search had been wholly thwarted by the invincible cat’s antics.

He couldn’t even starve them to death.

What remained was the plan of a bribe strategy.

Just one hit. That’s all it would take.

If he was lightly slapped even just once, he could shout, “How dare you damage the Emperor’s army? You are indeed a traitor!” while firing cannonballs and sending ordinary soldiers into chaos.

Thus, Door-sa pondered, with a deep-seated fury, how to provoke those traitorous scum of the Tang Family, how to truly make them mad.

Then at last, he discovered a point that would undoubtedly push the Tang Family’s buttons and wore a triumphant smile.

Thus, the fifth showdown of the fortnight approached.

Door-sa confidently walked through the dilapidated main gate of the Tang Family that hadn’t been repaired, scanning the elite guards blocking his path.

And he quickly found a weak point.

If the guards had any eyes, it was obvious.

Surrounded by a suddenly radiant aura, an immeasurably lovely lady stood there, petals swirling around her, reflecting the glorious brilliance of a heavenly flower—the Tang Family’s prized possession, Heavenly Flower Tang Nan-ah.

She was cherished by the family and bolstered their pride.

Would such a precious flower endure humiliation?

This was the Achilles’ heel Door-sa had discovered in the Tang Family.

“Hey, Door-sa. I’ll let you know in advance, last night a wicked feral cat made a mess of the storeroom.”

“That’s enough! I already knew you were mindless beasts who refused to understand reason.”

“Then why not just leave quietly without making a fuss?”

Door-sa smirked maliciously.

“Didn’t I come to find pity for your traitorous lives and help you escape?”

“Escape? What do you mean?”

“The national law is strict, and treason is a capital offense. All the Tang clan from Sichuan will undoubtedly perish, but if we can save even a little of that bloodline, they won’t be completely wiped out, will they?”

Tang Tu-juk’s expression darkened momentarily.

What kind of nonsense was he preparing that required such an elongated prologue?

But as Door-sa continued speaking, the muscles in his face tightened.

“I will spare that lovely girl and instead take her as my servant. In case she bears a child, it wouldn’t completely sever the bloodline of those filthy traitors, would it?”

Tang Tu-juk’s face contorted with outrage.

For Door-sa, that only brought a more delighted expression.

Plus, believing he possessed the best beauty of Sichuan only heightened his excitement.

“Even if such dirty blood belongs to traitors, once you share it with me, the bloodline of loyalists and traitors will be half and half. Surely, that’s enough to declare them as servants through generations?”

“Watch your words.”

“Watch my words? Do you dare to threaten an official under the Emperor’s decree? Such acts are the work of true traitors!”

“…The words spilling from your mouth are vulgar, so it would be wise to keep quiet.”

Tang Tu-juk retreated meekly.

“Hey, girl. Don’t just keep your mouth shut. Show some skin or something. Let’s see if you’re still a virgin. With a face like yours, who knows if a man ever left you alone? You must have rolled around like a filthy creature every day.”

Tang Nan-ah’s complexion went pale.

“What? Feeling wronged? If not, then why not lie down and spread those legs? It’s not like anyone can tell if your chastity is intact just by looking.”

Tang Nan-ah, a young woman who studied medicine and was already an expert in toxicology, knew that she could only endure the slurs raining down upon her, despite holding a higher rank.

As her eyes began to glisten and her hands trembled slightly, something suddenly weighed heavily on her head, casting her behind a translucent veil, separating her from the world.

“Hey, Door-sa? Mister?”

Door-sa’s eyes widened in shock.

The woman who had previously mentioned waste returned to him, revealing another breathtaking beauty beneath it.

Qing stood humbly, raising her voice.

“It has been said that children are mirrors of their parents; a person’s words and actions ultimately reflect their parents’ conduct.”

“Has such a saying existed?”

Of course, such a saying did not exist in the Central Plain.

But upon hearing it, Door-sa understood what it concerning. In the Central Plain, children are likened to their parents.

Furthermore, in ancient texts, it could be said that the type of crops comes from the seeds sown, implying that children inherit behaviors from their parents.

Even Meng Xiang, the prime minister from the Warring States era, stated that famous generals would arise from warrior families, and statesmen would emerge from statesman families.

This was essentially saying that children were doppelgängers of their parents, a universal truth recognized throughout human culture since ancient times.

“Now, what you say may be crass and horrendous that even the world’s filthiest dogs might utter, but that’s only because Door-sa’s parents were exactly that—filthy dogs who passed on their disgraceful actions to you. So you shouldn’t blame Door-sa for this, right?”

“What?”

“If you don’t want to paint your parents’ faces with filth, then keep that filthy mouth of yours in check. I already guessed the level of your family education, as you’ve already sullied their names long ago.”

In all the lands, Qing surpassed anyone when it came to cursing one’s parents.

For in the Central Plain, cursing someone’s parents meant, “Let’s challenge one another to a duel to the death!” It was akin to calling out for a Life and Death Match.

Qing, having lived in a world full of twisted ideals, was already exceptional in this domain.

“You, you…!”

“You keep calling me ‘you’ or ‘that girl.’ So that’s how you address your parents, I presume?”

“You filthy piece of trash.”

“Door-sa, please calm yourself.”

At that moment, one of the three Golden Guards standing nearby gently tapped Door-sa on the shoulder and relaxed him.

Door-sa glared at Qing for a moment but gradually regained his composure.

Then, he casually felt a touch on his fingertip, which traveled up his palm to a solid object he grasped before it slipped away.

It was the familiar size of a poison bottle, Grandpa Poison’s poison.

After that, Door-sa opened his mouth once again.

“What you say is laughable. How dare a traitor speak of people? My parents always said that traitors are like beasts who know no gratitude. So I just do as I was taught. Etiquette is only offered to humans.”

Is that all you can come up with?

Qing narrowed her eyes, pretending to be shocked.

“Uh? Excuse me, but may I ask which of your parents is the beast?”

“What?”

“Well, earlier you mentioned you would share seeds with my lovely nan-ah. But if traitors are beasts, then wouldn’t that interest in coupling with beasts be a family inherited trait?”

“Huh.”

“Ah!!! Door-sa!! I can see it now!! One of your parents must be a pig! Did your father! Sleep with a pig! To give birth to you? Or did your mother! Sleep with a pig! To give birth to you? Either way, you’re half-human half-pig!”

Qing raised her voice, drowning out Door-sa’s words as if she simply had to get her say in.

Her voice rang immortally, clear and resonant enough to be heard beyond the walls of the Tang Family’s gates.

“Shut up.”

“Wow!!! Townspeople!!! You guys heard that, right?! There’s a monster here! A child who came from parents that slept with pigs!! Look at this Door-sa!! How is there such a thing in this world?!”

“You.”

“Wow!!! Then can we call the master bedroom a pigsty!? Thinking about it, whether Door-sa’s mom is a pig or she slept with one, she’s basically an insane sow! How wonderful it must be to have a filthy hog as a mother!”

“What?”

“No!!! Are you ashamed, Mother!? Why can’t you speak boldly? Door-sa!!! Your mother!!! Slept with a pig!!! Your mother!!! Is a filthy pig woman!!! Aaaah!!! How can this happen?!”

Hearing this, the Grand Elder began to tremble.

By tonight, the entire city would be buzzing with the unbelievable rumor about the disgrace of Door-sa’s mother, turning that outlandish tale into reality.

And the revelations floating through the city would soon spread throughout Sichuan, eventually becoming fact accepted by all in a year’s time.

Door-sa was a high-ranking official tied to the Inspection Department; his family had come from the elite of the elite.

But now, his downfall was glaringly apparent.

Immediately, he would be looked down upon by both his peers and the powers that be, and surely, with such a tainted rumor, keeping him in the ranks of officials would be impossible.

“Sigh. This old man has researched the ultimate toxins that cause a humiliation worse than death, filling the rest of his life with torment…”

It was a scene where the ultimate poison he had long desired was suddenly rendered ineffective by a mere tongue.

How could he not tremble with joy?

“A substance that doesn’t have a physical form, can’t be counteracted, and requires no poisonous snake! This indeed is the true essence of formless poison!”

The Grand Elder, mumbling crazy things, pulled out all the poisons he had personal access to and gathered them into different toxin vials.

It was a present for Qing.