The Herbal Scents of Farm Life
Chapter 1789: Are You Guys Crazy?

Chapter 1789: Chapter 1789: Are You Guys Crazy?

These people, they’re coming for his Wanling Agency, aren’t they? Could it really be people from the City Lord’s Mansion?

"Are you people from the City Lord’s Mansion?"

"Do you remember someone named Su Zhengzhong?" Lin Caisang asked him directly.

She didn’t have time to engage in irrelevant chatter with this man, and went straight to the reason she captured him.

"Su Zhengzhong? What Su Zhengzhong, I don’t know... Ah!"

The man was about to say he didn’t know him when he saw the small porcelain bottle in Lin Caisang’s hand, shaking it slightly, the uncapped mouth of the bottle seeming like it was about to be poured onto his body.

He let out a shrill scream.

"I really don’t know him, I’ve never heard of..."

"It seems I still need to apply some poison to get the truth out of you."

Before he could finish, Lin Caisang’s eerie voice sounded.

As she spoke, Sui Zimo took the porcelain bottle from her hand and then...

The man’s eyes widened in terror as he watched the man in front of him, one hand gripping his jaw, attempting to pour the poison from the bottle in his other hand into his mouth.

He kept trying to shake his head, to clamp his mouth shut, but no matter what he wanted to do, he was unable to.

In the end, he could only watch helplessly as Sui Zimo poured the poison from the bottle into his mouth and then took a cup of tea from Zhe Jue’s hand to wash it down.

"Hmm... Ugh!"

When Sui Zimo’s hand withdrew, he tried to vomit, to throw up the poison, but he couldn’t.

"What on earth do you want to do?"

After a while, knowing he couldn’t vomit out the poison, he looked up at Lin Caisang and Sui Zimo, panting, and asked.

"Now, can you tell us? Where did Su Zhengzhong go?" Lin Caisang asked again.

"What Su Zhengzhong, I don’t know him!"

The man cursed loudly when he heard her words.

Who’s Su Zhengzhong? He didn’t know this person at all. If he did, he’d surely remember something about him.

"You don’t know him?"

Lin Caisang raised her eyebrows and smirked lightly.

"But what can I do, when someone has seen with their own eyes, you handing over a slave from the Wanling Agency to someone worthy of your groveling and kowtowing? Still can’t remember?"

Hearing her words, the man finally remembered.

"You... You... Are you out of your minds?"

Just for the sake of a slave that looked somewhat attractive, they wanted his life?

What kind of treasures didn’t exist in his agency? If they wanted, he could give them ten or eight for free; there was no need to be so ruthless!

"Hmm?"

Lin Caisang once again raised her eyebrows.

"Speak human language!"

"I..."

Anger swelled within the man.

"I am speaking human language!"

Where did he not speak human language? He clearly was!

"That person’s name is not Su Zhengzhong, he’s called Su Baizhong!"

How unjust was his situation? He was force-fed a belly full of poison for nothing, all because these people got the name wrong!

If they were looking for someone, they should at least get the name right before doing anything!

"Me?"

Sui Zimo asked.

"I..."

The man opened his mouth, seemingly weighing whether he should speak or not.

"I have just prepared some other poisons. Go, bring them here, I want to try them out."

Seeing his hesitation, Lin Caisang wasn’t in a rush. She grinned at Zhe Jue and instructed him.

"Yes."

Zhe Jue replied and went to the desk to fetch the porcelain bottles.