Wei Mingjiao looked around.
Dense woods surrounded them, the night wind sighing through the trees.
Clearly, they had reached some remote mountain hollow, heaven knew where.
For a moment, he was struck speechless.
Chen Jing, however, could not swallow his anger. He raised his fists and gave the arrogant Wei Mingjiao a beating, making him howl in pain.
Only when Wang Qun wrapped both arms around him and urgently pleaded with him to stop did Chen Jing cease punching and kicking.
By then, Wei Mingjiao's face had swollen into a pig's head.
He passed out on the spot.
Off to the side, Alemi's gaze turned perfectly innocent as she looked at Chen Jing. She huddled with her legs drawn up before her, the very picture of helpless vulnerability.
She dared not say another word.
Chen Jing took off his robe and tossed it to the nearly naked woman.
"Put it on!"
"Have you no decency?"
Wang Qun dared not let his gaze wander either. His head was still buzzing as he asked instinctively:
"My lord, what do we do now?"
Chen Jing said:
"Send word to Liang Prefecture immediately. Have them send men to meet us, and prepare for a rebellion by Wei Cen."
Wang Qun's heart jolted.
"My lord, is General Wei really colluding with the Western Rong?"
Chen Jing prodded Wei Mingjiao with his foot.
"His nephew has already crawled into bed with a Western Rong expert. Even if Wei Cen hasn't rebelled, he can hardly escape blame!"
At that, Wang Qun dared not delay.
He immediately summoned a trained falcon, wrote a brief note, and sent it flying.
Chen Jing silently considered whether he had overlooked anything.
Tonight's operation had been a spur-of-the-moment decision.
He had never expected to reel in two big fish like Wei Mingjiao