Chu Ping drew a short dagger from his boot and placed it directly against the man’s nape.
The man scread in fright.
"No, no! Master, whatever you want, I’ll cooperate."
Prince Kang rushed over, asking urgently, "Tell honestly, did you or did you not receive guidance from an immortal in Jile City?"
"Yes!" the man replied categorically.
Bai Zhi’er was puzzled, "How do you know it was Jile City? Did the alleged immortal tell you?"
The man shook his head, "I dreamt of lining up with a group of people entering a city, and it was inscribed with Jile City."
"After entering, I was directly taken to the City Lord, whom they all called the Divine Lord."
He stopped there, noticing everyone was watching him.
Prince Kang got anxious, "Keep talking, then what?!"
The man chuckled ingratiatingly, "Prince Kang, so it’s all about this matter?"
"No need for such fuss, swords don’t have eyes. If you really want to know, wouldn’t I tell you?"
"Why don’t you have this young brother put the dagger down, and I’ll speak with you properly, okay?"
Prince Kang looked at Feng Fuce, his gaze pleading.
Feng Fuce raised his eyebrows, "Let him go."
Chu Ping then withdrew the dagger.
The man stood up, tidying his clothes, but didn’t continue speaking; instead, he looked at Fanghua.
"iyu, I’ve really underestimated you. You told you and Prince Kang were just acting, but today, even with this interrogation, you didn’t plead for !"
"It seems that once you’ve entered such a place, it’s true what people say, a courtesan’s heart is the least valuable!"
Bai Zhi’er couldn’t bear it any longer.
She slamd the table and rebuked, "It’s clear you sold her into this place, and yet you reproach her!"
Feng Fuce glanced at Bai Zhi’er’s hand.
Because of a scoundrel, she slamd so hard, doesn’t it hurt?
He took Bai Zhi’er’s hand quietly, clasping it in his palm.
Fanghua’s face was gloomy, eyes swirling with disappointnt and heartache.
She turned away, "I have nothing more to say to you. Today, once you explain everything to Prince Kang, we are done, and do not seek out again."
The man chuckled coldly.
He looked at everyone present, "Want to make it clear? No way!"
The man suddenly turned, attempting to escape through the window before everyone reacted.
Yuanshuang, hiding by the window, scread.
Before the man could reach her, he was kicked in the back.
He imdiately fell to the ground.
Chu Ping stood behind him, dusting off his robe.
"Did you think I couldn’t tell you wanted to escape? Truly foolish!"
If he really got away, what face would the Xiuluo Guard have left?
The man was kicked down and couldn’t stand up, lying on the ground, crying in pain.
Prince Kang could no longer bear it.
With reddening eyes, he rushed over, grabbing the man’s collar with both hands.
"Hurry up and tell ! Is Jile City real or not, did you receive guidance from an immortal or not?"
"If you dare lie to , I’ll kill you on the spot!"
The man coughed up blood-stained foam.
He looked at Prince Kang, "So what if it’s real, I dreamt it, even if you beat to death, I don’t know where the entrance is."
Prince Kang was furious to the extre.
All these days, this man refused to speak just to toy with Prince Kang, wanting to continuously take silver from him.
Prince Kang snatched the dagger from Chu Ping’s hand beside him, and looked about to stab it into the man’s heart.
Bai Zhi’er hurriedly called out, "Third Uncle!"
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