The middle-aged man gritted his teeth, his eyes brimming with venomous hatred, yet he kept his lips tightly sealed, refusing to reveal a single word.
Veins bulged on his forehead, and sweat streamed down his cheeks. Clearly, he was desperately enduring immense pain.
Chen Fan applied a little more force. The power beneath his foot suddenly erupted, and the bones in the middle-aged man's chest let out crisp cracking sounds. Agonizing pain surged over him like a tidal wave, instantly swallowing him whole.
The middle-aged man's will was immediately shattered beyond repair. He howled like a pig being slaughtered. "I'll talk... I'll talk! Please spare my life!"
Chen Fan slightly loosened his foot, his gaze fixed on the man like that of a hawk. "Talk."
The middle-aged man panted heavily, his voice broken and intermittent. "We... we were also acting on orders from above... We heard that Kang Yeyu had died, and the Great Gan Imperial Family had fallen into chaos.
"Moreover, there was no trace of you in the Dagan Imperial Palace, so the higher-ups sent us to Qingyun Sect to investigate, and to destroy Qingyun Sect while we were at it."
Chen Fan snorted inwardly. It seemed there truly were still Xuantian Hall spies planted within the Dagan Imperial Palace.
That person had merely hidden too deeply, leaving no superfluous traces all along. That was why he had failed to notice their existence.
"Where are these higher-ups you speak of now?" Chen Fan pressed on.
The middle-aged man trembled all over under Chen Fan's gaze. "I... I'm not very sure either. We only received a transmission before coming here. We have no way to contact the higher-ups ourselves."
Chen Fan frowned. It seemed he could not get any more crucial information from this man.
Since that was the