Reborn As Divine Doctor to Rule the World
Chapter 422 - 424: If You’re Determined to Condemn Someone, You Can Always Find an Excuse

Chapter 422: Chapter 424: If You’re Determined to Condemn Someone, You Can Always Find an Excuse

The ministers looked at one another, and a few civil officials were about to kneel to plead for mercy when the Emperor’s stern voice rang out, "Anyone who dares plead for Yuan Hui today will join him for a stint in the prison."

At these words, those who had intended to kneel swiftly stood back up—the prison was no place to be, and one might enter with their life but not necessarily leave with it.

The news of Abbot Yuan Hui’s incarceration spread like wildfire throughout Capital City.

Inside the Second Prince’s Mansion, a worried guard spoke from behind, "What if the Abbot implicates the Second Prince, what then?"

"He won’t. Even under severe torture, he would never confess to involving me, as he still awaits my rescue," Pei Chengye replied with confident composure, hands clasped behind his back.

"The Prince’s insight is admirable," the servant said respectfully.

"Go and keep a close watch, no mistakes can be afforded."

"As you command!"

In the prison, Pei Huaian gestured to Ah Mo with a wave of his hand.

Ah Mo stepped forward, stripping the Abbot of his monastic robes and removing the prayer beads from around his neck before changing him into prison garb.

In the face of all this, Yuan Hui just watched quietly, without the slightest struggle.

"Why not tell us, Abbot Yuan Hui, who instructed you to do this?" Pei Huaian asked with a light smile.

Yuan Hui remained silent, seemingly dismissing Pei Huaian outright.

"Unwilling to speak? If even death doesn’t frighten you, Abbot Yuan Hui, how could this mere prison?" Pei Huaian sighed softly, shaking his head in resignation.

"It’s not that I refuse to speak, but that I find it beneath me to engage in further dialogue with you," Abbot Yuan Hui snorted coldly.

"Ah, such fortitude, Abbot Yuan Hui," Pei Huaian said, with a strange smile playing at the corners of his mouth.

Pei Huaian looked at Yuan Hui again and asked, "Are you aware of the gravity of the situation this time?"

After a long silence, Yuan Hui said slowly, "Amitabha, everything I have done was for the Great Yao Kingdom, my conscience is clear."

"So you claim that defiling a woman’s purity, amassing wealth, and murdering others were also for the Great Yao Kingdom?"

Pei Huaian could hardly believe that an abbot could commit such vile deeds and was even more astonished by his grandiose justifications.

"A guilty man will always find an excuse," Yuan Hui declared.

"Then why did you frame Doctor Shao?"

Yuan Hui glanced disparagingly at Ah Mo and sneered, "Everything I have done is for the Great Yao Kingdom; it has nothing to do with false accusations."

"Well said," Pei Huaian responded.

Applause erupted as Shao He arrived with a madwoman in tow.

Once Yuan Hui saw the woman, his eyes flickered, but soon returned to normal.

"Abbot Yuan Hui should be familiar with this woman. Do you need reminding of the evil you have done to her?" Shao He asked, approaching the fence.

"I do not recognize this woman benefactor," Yuan Hui responded.

"It was him, it was him, the hypocritical fake abbot who tarnished me!" the woman, who should have been mad, declared, suddenly lucid; and Yuan Hui’s hand hidden in his sleeve clenched tightly.

"Do not slander the innocent," Yuan Hui implored.

Shao He simply laughed off his denial and continued, "You once assured everyone about the dam because you knew someone had cut corners and learned of an upcoming flood, allowing you to seize the opportunity to elevate your image."

"And in the battle for the city, someone tipped you off in advance about the tunnels. Let me guess, who informed you? Was it someone from the palace?"

"The woman benefactor should choose her words wisely; how could I, a monk, be involved with anyone from the royal family?" Yuan Hui contested.

"Oh, is that so? I happen to think this person is not only from the palace, but also holds a position of great authority and has access to the affairs of the Imperial Court," Shao He said with a grim chuckle.

"Amitabha, all is well! I have no idea what nonsense you speak," Yuan Hui chanted, closing his eyes.

"You don’t understand?" Shao He said coldly, then gestured for Ah Mo to unlock the cell.

Just as she was about to enter, Pei Huaian grabbed her arm, saying, "Such filth as him isn’t worth sullying your hands over."

"Ah Mo."

"Yes," Ah Mo replied, stepping into the cell.

With a nonchalant tone, Shao He said, "To avoid any accusations of using extrajudicial punishment, let’s begin by amputating one of his arms."

Crack—

A terrible scream erupted from Yuan Hui as sweat drenched his forehead, and his face contorted in agony.

"You claimed to fear nothing, Abbot Yuan Hui, why then do you suffer so?" Shao He said with a wicked, derisive laugh.

"Ah Mo."

Ah Mo turned to her, "What does Doctor Shao instruct?"

"Disable his left arm as well, so we’ll see if he persists in his charade and continue denying," Shao He ordered coldly.

"Yes."

"No! Please, don’t!"

Ah Mo approached Yuan Hui, gripped his arm, and then with a forceful twist, another two snaps rang out, followed by Yuan Hui’s anguished screams.

From her superior vantage point, Shao He looked down on him, a cold smile curling her lips.

"I remember, this arm once broke a child’s leg, I wonder if it can still break others’," she taunted.

"Amitabha!" Yuan Hui bore the pain, uttering the name of Buddha.

"If you refuse to confess, I will continue to torment you until you’re ready to talk," Shao He warned.

"I know nothing," Yuan Hui insisted.

"Very well, then endure it shall," she stated.

"Amitabha! I truly know nothing, nothing at all," Yuan Hui repeated.

Pei Huaian and Shao He walked away, leaving behind the sound of Yuan Hui’s relentless cries.