The Herbal Scents of Farm Life
Chapter 2275: Those Debts of Gratitude

Chapter 2275: Chapter 2275: Those Debts of Gratitude

"So there’s a ’but,’ does that mean there are conditions attached?"

"Fifth Brother, we are brothers. You help me, I help you—it’s only proper. Where would a ’but’ come from, wouldn’t you agree?"

"Of course... not."

Prince Niu smirked faintly, his smile not reaching his eyes, and returned with four cold words.

"Yin Lvqing, when have you ever helped me? Hmm? Being your so-called brother—other than being betrayed by you, taking the blame for you, or being targeted by your assassins time and time again—what else is there?

Help me? When? Where? Hmm?"

"I..."

Even someone as shameless as Yin Lvqing was left red-faced by Prince Niu’s sharp questioning.

Yes, when had he ever helped Prince Niu? Using him had been routine.

As for the assassination attempts on Prince Niu—though there were only two or three of them—they had indeed happened. And they were ordered by him in moments of doubt, when he suspected Prince Niu had uncovered the truth about him.

But Prince Niu seemed to be under divine protection, evading each attempt with almost preternatural ease.

Previously, he thought Prince Niu simply had extraordinary luck. But now, he understood—it wasn’t that simple at all.

The man standing before him knew the art of endurance far better than he did.

"Fifth Brother, do you truly refuse to help me?" he gritted his teeth, glaring at Prince Niu.

"Didn’t I already say it? If you want my help, fine—but there is a ’but’ involved," Prince Niu replied.

Clearly, however, Yin Lvqing had no intention of hearing what that ’but’ might entail. So, was there anything left to discuss?

"Since you’re unwilling, let’s drop the matter. I don’t feel like wasting more words on you anyway, nor owing Sui Zimo another favor. You should know, because of Baiqing, I already owe him a tremendous debt.

And if I owe too many favors, I fear someday I might have to stake my very life just to repay them."

"You—!"

Hearing this, Yin Lvqing felt his resentment flare up completely.

That favor involving Yin Baiqing—it was he himself who had practically handed it to Sui Zimo!

Now, he could only wish he could slaughter those idiots in the Desolate Lands who had been incapable of restraining even a child, allowing him to escape!

And that damned emperor—of all people to snatch, why did he have to snatch Yin Baiqing?

If he were ever to regain power, he would make sure every last one of them perished, sparing not a soul!

Prince Niu caught the flash of venom in Yin Lvqing’s eyes and sneered inwardly.

A man who had already become meat on the chopping block, still thinking about murder and mayhem?

Did he even realize the state he was in now? Whether it was Sui Zimo or himself, neither of them would ever give Yin Lvqing another chance.

"Yin Lvqing, I don’t have the leisure to listen to your ’you this, I that.’ Have you made up your mind yet? Do you want me to plead on your behalf, or not?"

He pressed.

"I..."

Of course he wanted Prince Niu to plead for him. Who would willingly fall into Sui Zimo’s hands?

That Lin Caisang—if there was one thing he had in abundance, it was poisons. Even he might not be able to withstand being force-fed one toxic concoction after another.

"Fifth Brother, what... what exactly do you want to know?" he bit his lips and asked, staring at Prince Niu.

"Sui Zimo’s lineage."

Prince Niu didn’t waste words, cutting straight to the point.

Yin Lvqing: "!"

Sui Zimo’s lineage... Prince Niu actually wanted to dig into the secret of Sui Zimo’s origins!