Interrogation

Within the Ejin City.

On that day, photos of Ian fighting the five members of the Scythe of Judgment were taken by some daring citizens and quickly spread among the public.

Despite knowing that Ian's displayed strength was terrifying and completely different from that of ordinary people!

But... no matter how you look at it, he's still a handsome young man!

If an ugly monster possesses great power, it will cause panic!

When a handsome young man possesses great strength, the people feel incredibly reassured!

Good looks... are everything!

Even in the Hunter World, judging people by their appearance remains one of the most common human habits.

The brain is lazy.

Therefore, people often do not delve into a person's real experiences, but rather hastily and arbitrarily define a person based solely on their appearance or identity labels.

Of course... coincidentally, Ian possesses both of these qualities, and one could even say he scores full marks in both.

Therefore.

Unbeknownst to many, a wave of Ian worship swept through Ejin City, but that's a story for another time...

At this moment, Ian...

Accompanied by Aimina and others, they arrived at a prison cell.

They met the imprisoned Siming and Yuliya.

The prison was Sealing Formation by Eluna, preventing either of them from using Nen Abilities, and they were bound by powerful Chains. Therefore, even if they went out, there was no need to worry about them being able to escape from here.

Yuliya lowered her head, her black bangs obscuring her fair and aloof face.

Even when she heard the cell door open, she didn't look up, as if she had resigned herself to her fate.

Through Eluna's narration.

Ian understood that his opponent had reached the "Extreme Realm" during their fight, a state that could only be reached by those who had come to understand life and death and were willing to give up everything.

For example, Netero only awakened this state during his battle with Sashado.

It is remarkable that the other person has reached this level at such a young age; in some ways, they can be considered a genius.

What Ian was curious about was...

The other party seemed to have a similar cultivation method to the "Will School School" of Aimina's era, so they hoped to obtain the cultivation method from the other party.

The other guy, however, is still alive.

This was entirely because the other party had actually injured Ian, Ian wouldn't let him die so easily.

"How are you feeling, getting used to being here?"

Upon entering the cell, Ian greeted him as if he were a familiar old friend.

Neither the white-haired Siming nor the seemingly lost in thought Yuliya paid him any attention.

No one answered, Ian expressed his frustration.

"Really..."

"We're clearly enemies, so don't act like you're the victor. I don't like that!"

"Smack!"

Ian snapped his fingers, and Feitan stepped out from the back of the line, slowly dragging his Big Black Umbrella.

"It seems they haven't grasped the reality of the situation. Feitan, I'm counting on you to make them realize their predicament."

Upon hearing Ian's words, Feitan's lips curled into a smile. He glanced at the two of them, a cold glint flashing in his eyes, and laughed mockingly.

"Don't worry, Ian, I'll make them figure out who they are!"

Without saying a word.

He pulled out Big Black Umbrella, held it straight up, and with two quick "whoosh" sounds, the pointed end of the Big Black Umbrella precisely pierced the appendix in the abdomens of the two men.

In an instant, the toxins from the Big Black Umbrella were released into the two people's bodies.

That kind of toxin produces pain so intense it can drive someone to suicide... it can cause severe neurological pain.

But it's not so easy to resist.

After all, not all Nen users are like Silva Zoldyck Family, who undergoes rigorous anti-toxic training all the time.

Although Siming and Yuliya are very strong.

However, their poison resistance was clearly not at full strength. In an instant, the intense neurotoxins caused them to scream in agony!

"Ahhh!!"

From inside the prison cell came screams of agony!

Clang, clang!

The iron chain was flung into the air, striking the walls and the ground with heavy, rapid sounds.

All that could be seen were the veins bulging on the hands and arms of Siming and Yuliya, who were bound by handcuffs. They struggled desperately to break free, but to no avail, and they let out shrill screams.

It felt like enduring unbearable pain.

But... unfortunately.

Of everyone present, apart from Ian, none of them could be considered normal, so they wouldn't feel pity for each other in the same predicament.

Whether it was Aimina, Eluna, or others, or Uvogin, Nobunaga, and Chrollo, all remained calm.

On the contrary, Feitan's face actually showed an appreciative smile, as if he was enjoying their agonizing screams.

Ian covered his ears.

My main point is that if I can't hear your screams, I can't understand your pain.

The other person screamed for a long time. Only when the screams gradually weakened did he lower his hands from his ears, look at the other person, and shake his head.

"It seems... you're not as strong as I thought, at least not in terms of willpower compared to the Zoldyck Family clan!"

Ian remembers that guy Silva.

When Feitan stabbed her with the poison from the Big Black Umbrella, she didn't utter a single scream.

"What... what do you want to know? I'll tell you... I'm willing to tell you..."

"But... after you've obtained the information you want, please kill me..."

Inside the dark prison cell.

The old man Siming, who was firmly bound by Chains, spoke in an extremely weak voice.

At his age, he couldn't withstand the torment of these young devils. In his eyes, they were like monsters, people he could kill at will. But they had actually saved him and then trapped him here.

The thought of that guy named Ian, who once said he would make him wish he were dead, sent shivers down his spine.

Because.

He knew this seemingly naive kid wasn't lying; the other person genuinely thought that way, and even intended to do so...

The other person told him something extremely terrifying with the utmost sincerity.

As a member of the Scythe of Judgment.

Siming has solved many tricky problems for V5 and executed many Nen users.

Therefore, he understood that whether one was an ordinary human or Nen Abilities, once captured and taken into the hands of the enemy, the only possible fate awaiting them was the most cruel one.

Without exception...

"That's the right attitude! Prisoners should act like prisoners; it's a kind of awareness!"

Seeing Siming's bowed head, Ian nodded in satisfaction.

Then...

He drew the Tachi that Nobunaga was wearing.

"Pfft--"

A flash of cold light, and the opponent's head was severed. Blood splattered everywhere from the headless body. Fortunately, Ian retreated quickly.

Otherwise, you'd definitely get splashed all over.

On the severed head of the Siming, the eyes blinked involuntarily, their pupils filled with confusion, as if not understanding what had happened to him.

Yuliya, standing to the side, was horrified, seemingly never expecting that the other party would attack so suddenly.

In the blink of an eye, that guy, Siming, was dead here.

This sudden scene shocked her, and her heart stopped beating for a moment.

But.

Beside Ian.

Neither Aimina nor Uvogin Nobunaga questioned Ian's actions in the slightest.

Of course, the two sides still have some differences in their views.

Aimina and Eluna instinctively believed that Ian clearly belonged to one of the kings of this era, and that killing a prisoner was a perfectly normal thing to do.

Although the two women stood beside him and appeared quite docile.

But...

Both of them had served as kings of Gondor V. Although they were not as powerful as Sashado, they were not much less capable than that guy. At least in terms of exercising royal power, both of them had little-known historical experiences.

As for Uvogin and the others, they simply trusted that Ian's actions had their own purpose.