Taishan was the first to greet Tang Xiaomin respectfully.
"My Lord."
Then came the traitorous Chu Chen, stammering, "My Lord."
After him, Qin Yu, holding a folding fan.
"My Lord."
...
Tang Xiaomin waved her hand.
"Enough, I am Tang Xiaomin, not some 'My Lord' you keep calling me."
"If you can wield a long sword, then you are indeed him, there's no mistake. How could it not be you?"
"I really am not."
They chorused, "You are!" as if they had rehearsed it.
They were outnumbered, and Tang Xiaomin couldn't possibly win an argument against them.
She hadn't come today to argue with them.
"I've come today simply to have a chat with you all."
"Since you all insist I am that so-called Supreme Commander, why don't you each tell me about your dealings with the Supreme Commander?"
Who would bring a stool to inquire about their own gossip? That would be Tang Xiaomin.
She first approached Qin Yu's cell at the far end. He looked fair and clean, and she found him pleasing to the eye.
"You go first."
This was Qin Yu's first time facing Tang Xiaomin so closely, speaking with her directly.
It was hard to imagine that the once aloof and majestic Commander would also show such a kind and approachable side.
Qin Yu opened his folding fan, lost in thought.
"You personally bestowed this upon me when you enfeoffed me as King of Qin. You also said that a folding fan suited me."
Tang Xiaomin picked up the folding fan and looked at it. The painting was just average.
"The landscape ink wash painting indeed suits you well. Is there anything else?"
Qin Yu shook his head. "After you enfeoffed me as King of Qin, you never set foot in Yulong City again. Later, you disappeared."
Getting nothing from him, Tang Xiaomin moved on to Taishan.
Taishan replied, "I was defeated by you back then. Fortunately, you showed mercy and even bestowed a kingship upon me."
Tears of gratitude welled up in the eyes of Taishan, a burly man as imposing as a mountain.
Then it was Chu Chen's turn.
Since Chu Chen had previously tried to trick Tang Xiaomin into becoming his concubine, they were relatively familiar with each other.
If he had known that the woman he had accidentally tripped had such a great background, he would never have dared.
"I... I..."
He stammered, unable to utter a single word for a long time.
"Fine, a traitor who takes my salary while colluding with Lord Yan. By martial world rules, you deserve 'three knives and six holes'."
"Ah! This..."
Recalling the scene of Song Xin's beheading, Chu Chen's face turned extremely grim.
Before him was not a female demon, but a real devil. Anyone who provoked her would suffer the same fate as Song Xin.
"Let's talk nicely, please don't hit me. I didn't hit you either."
Chu Chen's previous haughty arrogance had vanished completely upon learning Tang Xiaomin's identity.
As the saying goes, one mountain is higher than another.
"Then tell me more about your dealings with the Supreme Commander."
As they say, proximity corrupts, Tang Xiaomin seemed possessed by Shu Ya today.
"No, no... I swear to heaven, I was never her male concubine, nor did I receive any gifts from her. She never paid me any mind."
The others present nodded in agreement.
Afterward, Tang Xiaomin questioned Du Yan.
Then she questioned Wang Li, Zhou Sheng, and Jing Xian, Jing Ye, whom she had only met a few times.
Excluding Song Xin, who was beheaded, it was Lord Yan who was overlooked by Tang Xiaomin.
After talking all day, Tang Xiaomin summarized.
That Supreme Commander never made a move lightly, and each time she did, she made the opponent yield.
She enfeoffed them as kings and assigned them the task of maintaining order in the underworld and all sorts of miscellaneous work.
Then, the Commander herself sat above, directing the affairs of state.
Later, when the great calamity struck, she fell into an extremely weakened state.
This led to what happened afterward.
"Tang Xiaomin, why don't you ask about our past?" Lord Yan said. Su Dan Novels.
Tang Xiaomin frowned slightly. "Yan Jun, or Ye Fengxing, they are all him. How many of your words can be trusted?"
"If you don't trust me, are you going to trust him?"
"Heh..."
"It was Yan Jue who threw you into the vortex of reincarnation. Everything that happened to you afterward was his doing. Will you continue to be so misguided?"
This time, Tang Xiaomin remained silent.
Seeing this, Lord Yan stood up excitedly from the ground.
"Tang Xiaomin, look at them. They were all your loyal subordinates. Now they are prisoners because of you. Are you worthy of them?"
The other Yama Kings exchanged glances and echoed Lord Yan's words.
"My Lord... Yan Jue might be deceiving you. We hope you won't be fooled by him."
"My Lord, Yan Jue is the root of all evil."
"Yes, he has ill intentions."
"I think the chance of him deceiving you is higher."
At this moment, their thoughts were surprisingly unified.
They had thought that the Supreme Commander favored Lord Yan in the past and that they would be a couple.
Who knew that another fellow would suddenly appear and take the lead, the most detestable one. The blame should not be on them.
But how could one prove their innocence?
Tang Xiaomin's tightly furrowed brow relaxed.
"This has nothing to do with you. Stay here peacefully for some time."
"Heh heh..."
Lord Yan's cold laughter echoed from behind her, his expression filled with pain.
"Do you love him that much, that you don't care if he's always deceiving you? Even if all your suffering is caused by him, you can pretend not to know and continue to coexist with him?"
"Tang Xiaomin, when you're ruthless, you even deceive yourself!"
Hearing this, the others looked at Lord Yan in surprise.
The one he had longed to find was now found, but his heart was already taken. It was less anger and more despair.
Everyone secretly swallowed.
The Supreme Commander beheaded Song Xin, and now Yan Jue had angered her. Would she also not spare Yan Jun?
Hearing this, Tang Xiaomin didn't turn her head. She stretched.
Listening to their talk, she felt her body stiffen.
"Yan Jue has many flaws, and he has his own agenda. But I believe in my heart, and I am willing to believe that he will not deceive me."
With these words, she left without looking back.
"Tang Xiaomin, you will one day pay a heavy price for your naivety."
Just before the cell door closed, Yan Jun's roar could still be faintly heard.
As soon as she came out, she saw Yan Jue standing at the entrance with his back to her, waiting.
Seeing her emerge, he extinguished the cigarette butt in his hand the next second.
"Why are you here?"
"Inside the prison, they were gossiping about me all day. If I didn't come to check, their spittle would have drowned me."
Tang Xiaomin said. "Since when do you care about what others say?"
"I don't care, but you do, so I have to care."
With that, Yan Jue aggressively strode into the dungeon.