Chapter 217
Chapter 217: The secret of walking into the trap yourself really makes your heart race
Jiang Tea Tea’s gaze sharpened. Back when she had stood proud at the Great Demon Stage in the Demon Clan’s mountain estate, even then she had not dared shout that she wanted to live for ten thousand years. She was afraid the Heavenly Dao would send down lightning tribulation early and strike her dead.
Only Great Demons like her maternal grandmother, who had already passed through lightning tribulation and lived for ten thousand years, did not fear lightning tribulation and could stand against it.
Now a wolf tribe beastman, weak enough to be almost dead, was shamelessly telling her he had a way to gain immortality and let her live for ten thousand years. That was interesting.
Jiang Tea Tea did not hide the look in her eyes and measured him from head to toe. She said in a low voice: “Have you been beaten stupid in this interrogation room and still dare to dream of living for thousands of years?”
She added: “If you really had the ability to live for thousands of years, you would not have ended up a prisoner in chains.”
Wolf Yin Feng’s voice was hoarse and full of anger: “You do not believe me?”
Jiang Tea Tea let out a soft laugh: “What exactly am I supposed to use to believe you? This old face of yours? This body that is about to rot?”
“You…”
Jiang Tea Tea cut him off and said lightly: “If you want to walk out of here alive, show some sincerity. My precious time is for performing in front of Commander in Chief Chong Ming, not for wasting on you.”
Wolf Yin Feng drew in a long, hard breath: “Besides immortality, I can also tell you who your biological parents are.”
He added: “Of course, I can also tell you the real parents of those other dozen children. And I will give you ten billion in assets. How about that?”
The fingers of Jiang Tea Tea’s hand that was resting on the table curled slightly into a fist, and she slammed one punch into Wolf Yin Feng’s face, knocking out his teeth.
She said: “Wolf Yin Feng, tell me this. I am only eighteen. Commander in Chief Chong Ming values me this much, and my future is limitless. Do I need to go look for my biological parents just so they can bring me trouble and suck my blood dry?”
She went on: “Wolf Yin Feng, tell me this. Those other dozen children of yours, with a former father like you as an example, do you think they are eager to find their real parents?”
“And tell me this, Wolf Yin Feng. How stupid would I have to be to not know how much the name Jiang Tea Tea is worth, and how much power it carries, in the M31 Star System?”
“You try to tempt me with ten billion. How little must you think of the name Jiang Tea Tea? How about I test it myself? I can open an account on StarNet and have everyone in the M31 Star System donate to me, and we will see if I can raise ten billion in one hour.”
The “fake young miss” awareness that had not appeared for a long time surfaced again. This so-called father, Wolf Yin Feng, really had a deadly impact.
Wolf Yin Feng’s mouth was full of the taste of blood, and it took great effort to move his knocked-aside head back toward her: “My good daughter, your personality really is like mine.”
“Who do you think I am like?” Jiang Tea Tea asked him, and she did not forget to swing another backhand punch. The first punch had knocked out two teeth; the second punch knocked out three more.
After the first punch, Wolf Yin Feng spat out one mouthful of blood. After the second, he spat out two mouthfuls. Maybe because his body was so worn out, the blood he spat was dark and clotted, not bright red at all.
Wolf Yin Feng had no hands free to wipe the blood at the corner of his mouth, and his expression turned a bit crazed as he said: “I am saying, daughter, your personality is like mine…”
“Who do you think I am like?” Jiang Tea Tea asked the same question a second time and slammed a third punch into him. Four more teeth fell out, and he spat out three more mouthfuls of blood.
[Talk properly. If he wants to curse a demon, who else should she hit if not him?]
“You are like me…”
“Who do you think I am like?” Jiang Tea Tea cut him off and asked the same question a third time, smashing a fourth punch into him. Five more teeth came loose, and he spat out five or six mouthfuls of blood in a row.
After spitting blood, Wolf Yin Feng panted like a broken bellows. The wrinkles on his face seemed to deepen even more, and his face was as white as paper, with no trace of color.
Jiang Tea Tea’s nose twitched. She reached out, touched a bit of the blood on Wolf Yin Feng’s jaw, rubbed it between her fingers, and held it under her nose to smell it.
Wolf Yin Feng noticed her actions. His eyes, red from the pain of spitting blood, stared at her: “The reason my body is so weak is because I am my own largest test subject, kept alive by drugs. After I was caught and brought here, my special medicine stopped, so I became this old.”
Jiang Tea Tea’s eyes narrowed slightly, like a skilled hunter teasing prey that had nowhere to escape: “Year after year you put in new organs, month after month you refill with fresh blood. An aged body, a rotten soul.”
She added: “Without special medicine to maintain you and without fresh blood, you are about to return to your true appearance.”
She asked: “A thousand years, ten thousand years of life… just how old are you?”
Far away at the Imperial Military Headquarters, Chong Ming sat up straight, watching Jiang Tea Tea and Wolf Yin Feng on the giant screen in front of him, his gaze deep and heavy.
Outside the interrogation room, every member of the Judicial Department had their expressions tightened, and their eyes were full of disbelief.
When he heard Jiang Tea Tea’s words, Wolf Yin Feng’s eyes suddenly tightened, his pupils turned vertical, and his blood-covered lips trembled violently: “W-what do you mean how old I am? How old I am, you know better than anyone.”
Jiang Tea Tea placed her blood-stained fingers on Wolf Yin Feng’s hand, which was bound by handcuffs. The skin on the back of his hand was like the bark of an ancient tree.
Her fingertips slid along that old skin from the back of his hand to his arm, then up his neck, then to his cheek, and finally stopped at the center of his forehead.
Jiang Tea Tea stood behind Wolf Yin Feng, her gaze lowered as she looked at the top of his head: “Wolf Yin Feng, my 3S-level variant plant-type ability is the least worth mentioning among my supernatural abilities.”
“I also know hypnosis. Not the hypnosis abilities of those people the Judicial Department brought over to hypnotize you, but a variant illusion-type supernatural ability.”
“I will give you one chance. Will you confess on your own, or will I waste a bit of my power and go look for myself?”
Wolf Yin Feng stared at her, his voice shaking: “What are you saying? I do not understand.”
He sat on the iron chair, wanting to twist his body and break free of the handcuffs. The more he struggled, the tighter the cuffs squeezed, cutting into his flesh and digging deep, making him hurt and bleed.
He wanted to lift his head to look, but the finger Jiang Tea Tea pressed on his forehead felt as heavy as a thousand pounds, weighing down on the spot between his brows and keeping his head from lifting. He could only force his eyes wide open to look at Jiang Tea Tea.
Jiang Tea Tea pressed her finger a little harder on his brow: “You say you do not understand what I am talking about. Fine, it seems I can only go into your memory and take your memories myself.”
“Wait, wait, wait.” Wolf Yin Feng felt a powerful energy pour in from his forehead, drilling into his body, spreading through his limbs and bones, his blood and marrow. Fear flooded him, and he shouted with a trace of pleading: “Jiang Tea Tea, wait, do not hypnotize me, do not go into my memories. If ten billion is not enough, I can give you hundreds of billions, trillions. However much you want, I will give you.”
He begged: “Save me. Go beg Commander in Chief Chong Ming to release me. I will give you everything I have, all of it.”
Jiang Tea Tea’s body turned slightly as she stood behind him, and she moved to stand at an angle in front of him, looking at him: “Wolf Yin Feng… oh no, that is not your name. Your name is Wolf Bai Yue, the pride of the White Wolf Tribe for more than a thousand years, the Empire’s most outstanding healing researcher, who once worked at the First Healing Research Institute on Zhenlin, the Empire’s capital planet.”
“So what you meant just now is that you want to give me all the good things you have been hiding for these more than one thousand years, in exchange for your life, right?”