In one corner of the bustling metropolis of Skysea City, inside a fairly large mid-sized hotel, the atmosphere was as cold and murderous as the depths of winter.
In the room, Leng Yulai's expression was icy, a disdainful sneer hanging at the corner of her mouth. "Heh. Though we miscalculated this time, don't think you'll get any useful information out of me."
At this moment, she had already been reduced to a prisoner. Her Soul Power had been sealed by Amorous Douluo Zang Xin through powerful means, and her entire body was tightly bound by several thick iron chains.
Mysterious and special runes were engraved on these chains. Their purpose was to seal and cut off Leng Yulai's ability to recover her Soul Power, leaving her with no chance of escape.
Looking at Leng Yulai, who seemed utterly impervious to persuasion, Zang Xin could not help but feel a headache coming on.
This hotel was a Tang Sect property. After successfully capturing Leng Yulai, Zang Xin had brought her here, attempting to extract important information about the Holy Spirit Cult from her.
However, Leng Yulai's will was firm, and her mouth was shut as tightly as a clam, leaving Zang Xin with a fleeting sense of helplessness, as if he had no place to begin.
Zang Xin's Amorous Sword possessed the wondrous ability to control people's hearts. It was supposed to be an excellent method for extracting information.
But Leng Yulai was by no means an ordinary person either. Her Spiritual Power had already reached the peak of the Spiritual Abyss Realm. In the field of Spiritual Power confrontation, trying to bewitch her with the Amorous Sword was truly no easy task.
"Your Majesty."
Just then, the door to the room was gently pushed open, and Tang Wulin walked in