Ever seen a rat torture?
That was Old Daoist Mo now.
His limbs were bound and pulled into a spread-eagle position while several people rummaged through his crotch, checking for pliers, screwdrivers, power drills, and the like.
Old Daoist Mo had been beaten black and blue.
The old man kept interrogating him. "Talk! What did you say to Li Dabai!?"
Old Daoist Mo cried, "I've never met Li Dabai!"
"Heh! Your mouth is really tough!"
No one knew how many beatings he had taken before Rose stopped them. "What was your senior's name?"
"He said his name was Zhen Teme Bai."
Rose stared at him for a long time. "Do you know that Li Dabai's surname is Li, given name Bai, courtesy name Dabai, and style name Zhen Teme Bai? Your senior was Li Dabai."
Old Daoist Mo's eyes widened. "I... he..."
Then he suddenly exploded. "He even told me to find Lu Chengwen, then have Lu Chengwen find Ming Disha, then have Ming Disha find him... That bastard! He played me! He played me!"
Fatty Liu said viciously, "What was with the hammer, wrench, and hacksaw!? Talk! What were you trying to do!? You weren't planning to stop, were you!?"
"I really didn't bring those! I swear to heaven I didn't!"
"You had all kinds of tools stuffed in your pockets, and you didn't know!?"
"I didn't know! I should've been able to feel them! What the hell is going on...? I really don't know! Everyone, I've been wronged! I've been wronged worse than Dou E!"
Rose snorted coldly. "I understand."
Old Daoist Mo suddenly came to his senses. "It was the Yan Zhao Sect! It was them! As long as we catch them, we can find Ming Disha, and then we can find Li Dabai!"
Rose said, "Long