”ah, yes? Did you call me, Pangzi? ” asked the princess.
”no, no, no. Not at all! I simply wanted to know if you could kill my poor sibling, San. He went crazy from seeing his unrequited love, Si, die in front of him, and killed Er, Sis underground lover, in rage. ”
”y-yes? ” she replied coquetishly.
”so, as the princess of our Shensheng Diguo, you must uphold justice, no matter when, or where, and kill the scum of society as so. ”
”kill San? I don think I can do that, though? ”
”then what if San fights back and tries to kill you? ”
”that… that… I know this one! That… that… I got it! You will come to protect me! ” she smiled.
”correct! ” he declared, clapping his hands.
Not long before clapping his hands, he took a huge step forward and kicked San with enough force to break apart bones. As expected, San, who had never been trained in combat, against Pangzi, who was raised purely to be a warrior, was sure to lose.
Due to the force of the devastating blow, San was sent rolling. Though the impact only knocked him off his feet into a roll, the momentum from the kick carried him on for too long to not sustain injury.
Walking closer to the fallen San, he started kicking at him as hard as humanly possible.
”my dear San, what are you doing? At this rate, you will simply end up looking like a victim? Do you dare place the blame on this master? ” threatened Pangzi.
”YES I DO, BITCH! ” spat San.
”uncouth. You dare use such language in front of me? No, you dare use such language against my wife?! ” he demanded.
The princess, who for a while was simply standing idle due to shock, snapped back into the world, as she heard him call her his wife.
”ah? Pangzi, isn that enough? I think San has suffered enough? ”
”how could I forget of my wife? ” he responded sweetly.
”thank my wife for her mercy, bastard. ” he said, looking at San before killing him with a quick blow to the neck.
”thank y— hk! ”
The dimwitted princess simply stared at him for a while. He assumed she was like that because she was blasé to murder and such, as she was most likely competing for the throne and all.
”scream, you whore. Scream your throat out. Scream your lungs out. Scream till you faint. Scream till you die, unless you want to make that happen five? ” he said, pointing at the bloodbath before him.
*70~79 dB scream*
I changed my mind. Wu, or rather, Hao can become the culprit for this brutal scene. We came in to see Hao beat in this faces of former Hao, Er, San and Si. I defended the princess when he lunged at us and got this wound from his laced blade.
Very good. Very nice. Very well. Its good. Its nice. It will work? It will. Fools. They are all fools. Yes. Yes. Yes. Fools.
”young master! Princess! Are you two okay?! ” asked a servant who came rushing in.
”no problem here, ” responded Pangzi.
”wh-what do you mean? What about these four, and that… Wu? ” said the princess.
”what are you talking about? We should head back to the main house. Breakfast must be done by now. Im sure father has brought out some red rice, as today is the deciding of our wedding. ” he said.
”yes, b-but what about them? ” she asked, pointing at the four dead and one idle.
”princess, th-theres no dirt, is there? I know we cleaned the mansion very well yesterday, so— no, leave it. ” he said to himself. ”why don I lead you to the main house? Breakfast is done. ”
”see? Theres nothing to worry about, I hope. I shall escort you to the main house. ” he said. ”go tell father we are coming soon. ”
The servant left without responding, as there was no need to do so. Pangzi led the princess to the main house, though they took a detour on the way, delaying them a bit. Thought not significant, the king made a fuss of their lack of punctuality and did not miss the opportunity to ridicule Pangzi, blaming their tardiness on him, though it was not wrong to say so.
”also, Pangzi, ” continued the princess. ”about Hao, Er, San, Si and Wu – why did he act like that? ”
”like what? ” he asked with genuine curiosity. ”though I have no idea of what you say, it has not been a bother to you? ”
”of course not! Nothing too big. ”
Truth is, neither Pangzi nor the servants and slaves in the Jia family mansion understood what was wrong with what was done. Murder, whether by Pangzi or in a rare case, Shuaiqi, was acceptable.
Since birth, murder was normalized for Pangzi. His father, his grandfather and his great grandfather felt the same way. Pangzi never realized how others viewed murder, though he did find hints of others seeing murder as vile.