Chapter 553: Chapter 175 Chen Jiusi: Nan Batian, I Told You to Kneel (Requesting Subscriptions of 10,000 Words)_4

Lord Yelu glanced at Nan Batian; all he needed was a result. As for Nan Batian’s dignity, what was that to him?

At this time, Nan Batian looked at Lord Yelu with a sense of grievance, but Lord Yelu remained indifferent.

Now, Nan Batian had been placed on the proverbial stove for roasting; he had no solutions–whether to open the coffin or not, Lord Yelu would certainly not let it go. Lord Yelu would definitely sort him out, and most crucially, this was an opportunity to take down Chen Jiusi. Who knew when such an opportunity would arise again?

But to open the coffin, for some reason, he felt uneasy. Surely, Chen Jiusi wasn’t tricking him? He didn’t look panicked at all and was even somewhat arrogant. Could this be a trap?

If it were a trap, what should he do? Truly bow his head? But could he afford to lose that face?

Moreover, as the Gang Leader of a whole faction, to kowtow to a bunch of minor lackeys–once word got out, wouldn’t he lose all respect?

Nan Batian’s face turned the color of iron, clearly in great turmoil.

Yet it felt like he was truly stuck between a rock and a hard place now.

For a while, he found himself caught in an impossible dilemma, unsure of what to do.

At that moment, Chen Jie suddenly spoke, “Alright, since Lord Yelu is here as a witness, I believe everyone present can also vouch for my White Tiger Hall.”

“I, Chen Jiusi, have always acted openly and aboveboard. I would never do anything to betray the court, nor would I ever use my brother’s coffin to store any Zoroastrian Sect military weapons. That would simply be an insult to me. Therefore, without further words, today I will allow Guild Leader Nan to inspect my brother’s coffin.”

“If there is an issue, I, Chen Jiusi, deserve to die. If there isn’t, everyone here is a witness, and I ask Guild Leader Nan to kowtow to my brothers and apologize!”

After Chen Jie had spoken, the crowd shouted, “Master Chen, we will testify, we will testify!”

Upon hearing this, Chen Jie said, “Good, since everyone will testify, then brothers, step aside and make way for Guild Leader Nan to open the coffin!”

Chen Jie knew how to use the crowd effectively. At this point, he put Nan Batian on the spot. Go ahead, verify it.

The surrounding crowd fixed their eyes on Nan Batian. Chen Jie knew how to stoke the fire, and at that moment, he looked at Nan Batian with scorn and said, “Guild Leader, please!”

With the middle gate open, Chen Jie’s expression invited him into the trap, immediately placing Nan Batian in a more difficult position, stopping him momentarily, afraid to move forward.

There couldn’t possibly be nothing in this coffin, could there?

At this moment, he felt that Chen Jiusi had deliberately set a trap for him to fall into!

Sweat formed on Nan Batian’s forehead. Among the crowd, Tang Ziyue also felt uneasy. He sensed that he might have fallen for Chen Jie’s scheme again.

Yet he couldn’t be sure, and it felt like a gambling table, where the cards were about to be shown.

Chen Jie had gone all-in with all his chips, watching Nan Batian, “Do you dare to follow?”

If he didn’t follow, Nan Batian would immediately become a laughingstock, and Lord Yelu would definitely not spare him.

But if he followed, and if Chen Jiusi’s hidden card was strong, what then? Tang Ziyue squinted his eyes, finding himself inescapably deep in the game, unable even to extricate himself.

And Chen Jiusi was indeed sinister enough–demanding an apology through kowtowing. It was truly a strike at the heart.

Nan Batian was someone who highly valued his status. How could a person like him easily kneel before the bodies of common disciples? This would greatly tarnish the respect due to a Gang Leader.

And where was Chen Jiusi’s cruelty? In this trap–it seemed there were ways out, but in reality, he had left no escape for Nan Batian.

Lord Yelu had already blocked all escape routes. So, this was Nan Batian’s do-or-die battle.

At this thought, Tang Ziyue suddenly widened his eyes. Wait–could it be that Chen Jiusi had anticipated that Lord Yelu would block all escape routes for the Gang Leader? Which meant that there definitely were no military weapons in the coffin!

Just as he opened his mouth to shout,

But the moment he looked up and saw Chen Jie, he saw Chen Jie’s smiling face, as if he was waiting for him to shout.

“Uh, uh…”

Tang Ziyue opened his mouth, and a choking sound came out, as if someone had grabbed his throat, though no one had–it was an intellectual suppression.

Tang Ziyue’s eyes widened; shouting now was useless!

Because to Chen Jie, the Gang Leader was already prey in his eyes. Even if he exposed Chen Jie’s plans, Lord Yelu wouldn’t believe it, because even if the probability was infinitesimally small that there were military weapons in the coffin, Lord Yelu wouldn’t let it show.

And as for losing face, what did that matter to Lord Yelu?

Lord Yelu had nothing to lose, so even if the chance of there being military weapons in the coffin was close to zero, but not zero, then Lord Yelu would still insist on opening it.

There was no loss for him, only benefits!

So, had Chen Jiusi calculated even this?

Suddenly, Tang Ziyue felt a chill over his body. At that moment, Chen Jie seemed like a giant spider–he had spun his web, set his trap, and now he waited by it for his prey to ensnare themselves.

He and the Gang Leader were the prey, already caught within this vast net.

Only now did he realize–the more they struggled, the tighter and quicker the net closed, making it harder for them to escape.

This was–terrifying.

Chen Jiusi was terrifying!

Had he lost this game again?

Tang Ziyue bit his lip harshly, his lips bleeding, yet it was all in vain. He had fallen into the trap again; he had been intellectually crushed by Chen Jiusi.