Chapter 974: Chapter 974: Retribution in This Life Chapter 974: Chapter 974: Retribution in This Life Why did Xu Mansha kneel down? The reason is simple: she was terrified.
She had heard about flying artifacts before and even recognized that this flying artifact was very likely the Ti Shuttle from Kunlun.
Feng Jun revealing the flying artifact and taking her to a desolate wilderness, what could possibly happen? It was very likely aid to silence her!
Hearing him speak, she answered tremblingly, “Master Feng, I have never targeted you before, please show rcy.”
It was actually Yang Yuxin who could guess what she was thinking. Hearing the words, she smiled, “Afraid of being silenced?”
Such words, logically, shouldn’t be said by her. If the other party was silenced, what did it have to do with her? The dignified daughter-in-law of the Gu Family; shouldn’t she just watch from the sidelines as events unfold? What if her words were inappropriate and she offended the cultivators?
Little did she know, Director Yang had advanced a level yesterday, also sorting through her feelings of mourning for her deceased husband, and now she had set her mind on following Feng Jun, even if it ant abandoning all worldly glory, so she asked quite naturally.
“I’m definitely afraid,” Xu Mansha honestly admitted, “Kunlun kills without blinking an eye, completely disregarding public opinion, and with your background… I feel I need to emphasize that I am willing to cooperate, very willing.”
Smith then realized how dangerous his situation was and imdiately nodded in agreent, “Sister-in-law, Master Feng, I’ve always been very Buddhist and never wish to stir up troubles…”
It’s undeniable, people who mix in the Capital are indeed different. In just half a day, he had already pulled so strings with the Gu Family—though it was a bit embarrassing and disheartening to seek refuge in haste, he had no other choice at this mont but to directly call her sister-in-law.
In their eyes, the idea of killing soone really wasn’t an issue; “an eye for an eye” was just a slogan. They didn’t want to be killed.
“No need for so much nonsense,” Feng Jun snorted, “Co, recognize a few people.”
Initially, he was sowhat hesitant about bringing these two people to Jin Province, as many of his affairs couldn’t bear exposure.
But then he realized, Smith was the son of a high-ranking official accustod to all kinds of secrets, and Xu Mansha was affiliated with Kunlun—would Kunlun care about murder?
However, it’s undeniable that since he brought them here, he harbored the thought of “killing them if inappropriate,” which showed that Xu Mansha’s instincts were quite sharp.
Of course, he was not a murderer. An important reason he brought them was: he needed them to help identify people!
Next, Xu Mansha demonstrated her value; she identified: the Kunlun Disciple with pierced arms, and she vaguely rembered his surna was Hu, nothing more.
Surprisingly, it was Smith who recognized Xiao Qi: Xiao Qi was actually running errands for Kunlun, but during these errands, he had co to the Capital twice—it was quite normal for him to join the hustle and bustle in Huaxia’s Capital City.
Unfortunately for him, Smith had an excellent mory; he even pointed out that Xiao Qi had visited the Imperial Capital six years ago.
The identities of these two were essentially confird; they were definitely people from Kunlun.
As for Mr. White’s corpse, the two of them recognized for a long ti but could not identify him, which made Feng Jun a bit suspicious: could this person really be a ryken of Chinese descent?
Yang Yuxin sensed his suspicion, stepped forward, and spoke softly, “His matter is now my responsibility. What about him being from ryken? Once in Huaxia, one must abide by Huaxia’s laws.”
She had the authority to say this; so-called “foreign friends,” unless particularly troubleso, didn’t count for much in the eyes of real power—Britain rchants were quietly poisoned in Huaxia without any issues if it weren’t for a major incident.
Feng Jun’s eyebrows furrowed, “Behind these two, there must be others. How daring of them to co to Pingyang.”
Both Daoist Hu and Xiao Qi were still alive, but Daoist Hu’s arms had been pierced by Hua Hua and a large portion of his flesh corroded; now, he languished in critical condition, also running a high fever. Hua Hua resented that he held talismans and did not bother to treat him.
Only Xiao Qi was coherent; seeing Feng Jun’s manner when he arrived, he was frightened out of his wits, and it took him a long while to speak, “Master… I have vital information to report.”
Feng Jun glanced at him indifferently, “Do you know where the Kunlun Sect Gate is?”
“I don’t,” Xiao Qi shook his head, then cried out the next mont, “But I really have vital information to report.”
Feng Jun’s chin lifted, “Let’s hear it.”
What Xiao Qi reported was that after obtaining the Stone Lamp, Daoist Hu specifically ca to the Capital to find the Huaxia Health Preservation Association, wanting to know the origin of this item, then he discovered Zhuang Haoyun was inquiring about this news.
Subsequently, Daoist Hu traced clues and found Professor Lian, learning the secrets of the Zhuang Family Cave.
Professor Lian truly was no good person; not only did he visit the Zhuang Family Cave, but he also quietly recorded it down. Zhuang Haoyun’s great uncle had warned him not to disclose this place, yet he secretly drew a map of it.
Professor Lian knew the Zhuang Family guarded this cave closely; he had never thought of coming back in the future, but since he knew the secret, why not record it?
Maybe this hidden information could prove useful soday when passed down to his descendants.
Daoist Hu and Mr. White kidnapped Hao Yun in Bingzhou, initially to have him lead the way, but Hao Yun was tortured for a long ti and remained defiant till the end. Eventually, they had to rely on a map provided by Professor Lian to locate the cave.
What happened next goes without saying. They took Hao Yun into the cave, which was so rudintary that it was instantly clear, and since they couldn’t find any treasure, they started torturing Hao Yun again.
It was lucky that the Zhuang Family arrived, otherwise, by tonight, these three would have destructively searched for the treasure.
Upon hearing this, Hao Yun beca furious, “Then… what would you do to ?”
Xiao Qi sighed and didn’t answer—what else could there be? You would simply continue to disappear, never to be found again.
He had been working for Kunlun for nearly ten years, how could he not know about Kunlun’s thods?
Just a billionaire, gone missing, how trivial, right?
After pondering for a mont, Feng Jun glanced at the other three mbers of the Zhuang Family, “You three… please step aside for a mont.”
The three of them had been too scared to make a sound, and upon hearing this, they imdiately retreated to a distance—this person could wield a Flying Artifact and was the leader of the Qi Refinent Realm Butterfly.
Then Feng Jun turned to Xiao Qi, speaking in a deep voice, “When did your Kunlun start associating with the ryken people?”
“I don’t know about that,” Xiao Qi hurriedly shook his head, “It was Daoist Hu who contacted him, I really didn’t know…”
“Not willing to talk? That’s perfect,” Hao Yun sneered, advancing nacingly. The injuries he suffered were superficial; after consuming the dicine that Hua Hua brought, he felt much better, but what gnawed at him was that he had been coerced for information.
Daoist Hu didn’t do much, it was mainly Xiao Qi and Mr. White who acted.
Hao Yun looked hopefully at Feng Jun, “Master Feng, I’ve learned a few interrogation tactics from them.”
Suddenly, Smith also spoke up, “Master, I’ve also heard so thods about interrogating people…”
Although he had connections with the Gu Family, it was crucial for him at this mont to save himself from involvent and possibly gain so favor.
Feng Jun hesitated, then slightly lifted his chin, “Very well, don’t disappoint .”
“Master, spare ,” Xiao Qi scread for his life, knowing too well how he had been torturing Hao Yun in the past days, “I’m willing to confess, I’ll hide nothing!”
Hao Yun bared his teeth in a smile at him, “Whether you’re willing to confess or not is not necessarily related to whether we torture you… What if you try to trick us?”
Smith nodded in agreent, “Yeah, you should resist a bit, or else where’s our sense of achievent?”
As Xiao Qi scread for his life, Hao Yun, without a second thought, landed a slap across his face, “Scream again, and I’ll chop off one of your fingers first!”
The two tornted Xiao Qi enthusiastically. Hao Yun even asked Feng Jun for various items: a small knife, steel needles, hemp ropes, nails, fishing lines, and even requested from Feng Jun an electricity generator and a drill…
Feng Jun ignored their antics and pulled Yang Yuxin aside, “This Mr. White guy, is his background easy to check?”
Yang Yuxin nodded, “It should be quite easy to get information, with his images, and collecting so of his hair and fingernails. Identifying him wouldn’t be too hard, but… it needs to be sent to the Capital City.”
“That’s easy,” Feng Jun collected so of Mr. White’s DNA evidence, piloted the Ti Shuttle, and left with Yang Yuxin.
Five hours later, they both returned nonchalantly, and it was already four in the morning.
Xiao Qi was battered by the tortures of Hao Yun and Smith, all his fingernails and toenails pulled out, his body shallowly drilled with several bloody holes by the drill, and horrifyingly, so secretive parts of his body were tied up with fishing lines.
The two never really intended to get any information from Xiao Qi’s mouth—they only needed to find the right direction, the details were not important, for they would ultimately confront Kunlun head-on.
“You hold his head,” Hao Yun instructed Smith, “I’ll knock his teeth out one by one.”
Smith hesitated, then carefully suggested, “Maybe it’s better to drill the tooth bed…?”
He was just “brought in,” unlike Hao Yun who was “well-rooted,” so he only had the right to make suggestions.
“I’m willing to talk, willing to talk,” seeing the Ti Shuttle land, Xiao Qi couldn’t help his tears, “Master Feng, I denounce Kunlun’s foreign connections, I’m willing to be a tainted witness…”
Being tortured for interrogation did not frighten him, but what scared him was that the interrogation of these two was only ant to tornt, not to ask any real questions!
(Updated to the second day of February, calling for the guaranteed monthly vote.)
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