"You—"
The commander clutched his chest as it throbbed with pain.
His face turned visibly blue and purple, and the world spun around him.
Seeing this, Yang Ying slapped him on the shoulder. With a splutter, he spat out all the clotted blood in his chest, easing the terrible feeling of suffocation. The commander's face was deathly pale as he spat out each word through blood: "You've gone too far!"
Shen Tang didn't even spare him a glance.
She reminded Yang Ying, "Sheng Mei, next time, don't be so quick."
She hadn't expected this man to survive in the first place. If the old bastard couldn't catch his breath, burst a blood vessel, and died of anger, that would save them a lot of trouble. Yang Ying said, "This man holds a high position in the Central Allied Army. We should interrogate him thoroughly and make him tell us what he knows."
He must know plenty of the allied forces' military secrets.
Even if he didn't know those, he should at least know who held the top positions in the alliance.
If they made good use of him, it would benefit their side.
Hearing this, the commander broke out in a cold sweat. He knew Shen Tang wanted him dead, but he hadn't expected her to hate him this much. He stood his ground. "Heh, use whatever dirty tricks you like. Even if I'm smashed to pieces, I won't utter a single word. Shen Youli, you'll get what's coming to you for going against the natural order!"
"Going against the natural order?" Shen Tang pointed at herself in surprise, nearly laughing at the old man. "Are you talking about me?"
She'd never dreamed that phrase would be used to describe her.
He made it sound as though she were the