The Herbal Scents of Farm Life
Chapter 1745: How Malicious You Are!

Chapter 1745: Chapter 1745: How Malicious You Are!

"I’ve already... already said it, how can you... how can you go back on your word?"

She had already admitted to having seen Lin Baizhong, so why did she still have to be smeared with this ointment? Why?

This woman was too malicious. She had clearly stated that the person who answered first wouldn’t be smeared with the ointment. So what was on her face now?

"You did say it, but unfortunately, I still don’t know where Lin Baizhong is. Besides, you were already prepared to shut your mouth and stop talking, weren’t you?"

Lin Caisang’s eyes gleamed wickedly as she looked at Chunfen.

"You... I..."

Chunfen opened her mouth but couldn’t muster a single word.

She didn’t want to speak, not out of fear that her young mistress would kill her later. She couldn’t betray her young mistress again.

"Since you don’t wish to speak anymore, why should I spare you?" Lin Caisang countered her.

"Besides, I need to let you experience the potency of this ointment first. Otherwise, when the time comes to throw you into that barrel, you won’t be scared, will you?"

Lin Caisang had no mercy when it came to these people.

Presumably, these two maids had followed Su Meihua for so long, their hands must be stained with quite a bit of blood, right? They couldn’t still be clean.

Given that, why should she be merciful to these two people? Of course, it was impossible.

"You... You are so vicious!" Chunfen accused Lin Caisang weakly through her tears.

"Tsk."

Lin Caisang snorted with contempt.

"As if you’re all that kind. Haven’t you, following a woman like Su Meihua, killed quite a few people?"

Hearing her words, Chunfen and the other maid’s pupils simultaneously shrank.

"Go over there."

Sui Zimo had no interest in wasting time with these two maids any longer. He directly took Lin Caisang’s hand and walked out.

The next moment, with a ’bang,’ the door was sealed tightly shut.

...

"Wu wu, wu wu wu wu."

Elsewhere, Su Meihua was hung up like a pig, unable to bear the pain on her face and with her mouth stuffed.

She could only cry and tilt her head, trying to call out to someone outside for help.

But after whimpering for a long time, no one outside paid her any mind. The man who had been so fierce and menacing earlier seemed deaf to her cries, oblivious to her tears in that room.

How could there be such heartless people in this world?

A beauty like her, how could these dirty men bear to let her shed a single tear?

These detestable men, once she got out of this godforsaken place, she would make sure they had no graves to be buried in!

"Miss, Young Master Sui, you’re here."

Finally, after a long while, the voice of the man who had earlier cursed at her came from outside the door.

"Hmm."

Another familiar voice followed, which Su Meihua remembered as that of the quack doctor who had given her the fake medicine that swelled her face up like a mountain!

"Wu, wu wu."

She immediately became agitated, wishing she could rush to the door, fling it open, and kill the person directly.

"Open the door, let’s go in and have a look."

"Yes, Miss."

Uncle San heard Lin Caisang’s command and promptly opened the door, ushering them in.

"Pfft! Haha!"

When Lin Caisang entered and saw Su Meihua hanging, she burst out laughing.

Looking up and tracing the trajectory of Su Meihua’s hands and feet strung up, she saw the beam from which two ropes were dangling, each one suspending Su Meihua’s limbs.