As if suddenly remembering something, Bi Zihan asked, "Which of you is more familiar with the Platinum Bishop of the Temple, Osfer?"
"Young Master, I've known Osfer for a long time, and it seems that he's the only one I'm really familiar with." Lor Diarra stepped forward, looking at Bi Zihan in front of him with a puzzled expression in his eyes.
"Then you go and beat up Osfer tonight, and have Osfer go find Dai Tianfeng Dai Tianfeng tell him to search for the people from Misty Rain Tower in Star Luo City with all his might. Then we'll go to the Spirit Soul Sanctuary and observe the situation." Bi Zihan twirled the chess piece in his hand, his voice very calm.
The eyes of everyone in the room lit up; they finally understood Bi Zihan's meaning. First, beat up the Platinum Bishop Osfer of the Spirit Soul Sanctuary, then have Osfer, injured, go to Dai Tianfeng to dispel Dai Tianfeng's doubts, before hiding inside the Spirit Soul Sanctuary.
Even if Dai Tianfeng sends troops to search the entire Star Luo City from top to bottom, they will not be able to find any trace of them.
"Young Master, everything is fine, but I don't know how badly the fight will go?" Lor Diarra asked. The beating was the problem, but the question was how badly it would go.
"Just do what you think is best. Oh, and remember to tell him that he'll be compensated after this is done, so he won't have been beaten for nothing." Bi Zihan waved his hand dismissively, looking out the window at the troops patrolling the streets, his eyes filled with indifference.
An army of a certain size can wear down a Titled Douluo, but a dispersed army has no such effect. Moreover, if Titled Douluo wants to leave, unless he is surrounded by layers of troops, the army will absolutely not be able to stop him.
Ghost Leopard and Demon Bear walked in from outside the room, their faces showing helplessness.
"Two elders, did you manage to extract any useful information from the Evil Soul Master?" Although Bi Zihan asked this question, he didn't hold out much hope. After all, the helplessness on their faces already indicated the answer.
"Those two Evil Soul Master are a bit stubborn. No matter how we ask them, they won't say anything. We'll need some more time to get any useful information out of them." Demon Bear couldn't help but smile bitterly, his tone somewhat helpless.
"Can't you get any information? I happen to have some free time now. Get me a knife and a packet of salt. I'm going to ask those two Evil Soul Master." Bi Zihan took out a mask, put it on, and walked straight out of the room.
Ghost Leopard and Demon Bear glanced at Bi Zihan with surprise, but didn't say anything, and followed Bi Zihan out.
The people in the room looked at each other, and finally Yang Wushuang stepped forward and said, "I'll go prepare the things the young master needs. You all have your own tasks to do, so you don't need to trouble yourselves with this small matter."
After leaving the room, Bi Zihan went straight to the last room on the fourth floor. He pushed the door open and went in. Inside, he saw two Evil Soul Master tied up. They had many bruises on their bodies, which were obviously from being beaten.
Ghost Leopard and Demon Bear quietly followed behind Bi Zihan, hoping to see if he could get any useful information from the Evil Soul Master.
Bi Zihan sat down in front of the two Evil Soul Master, put his feet up on the table in front of him, and scanned the two Evil Soul Master with his eyes. A wicked smile appeared on the corner of his mouth under the mask.
As for the Evil Soul Master's sinister gaze, Bi Zihan completely ignored it.
"Do you know about Lingchi? Lingchi, also known as 'death by a thousand cuts,' is a punishment in which your flesh is cut off piece by piece while you are still alive. An ordinary person would need about a thousand cuts to die, but according to my estimate, your Soul Douluo physique can withstand three thousand six hundred cuts, or even ten thousand."
"But you can rest assured, you will definitely have a full meal before you die. Our bodies and hair are given to us by our parents, and we should not damage them easily. I am very curious about what your expressions will be when you eat yourselves." Bi Zihan put his hands behind his head, his eyes were full of indifference, and his voice was tinged with Sisi coldness.
"What do you mean?" The Evil Soul Master narrowed his eyes, staring intently at Bi Zihan in front of him.
"What do you mean? You'll find out soon enough!" Bi Zihan closed his eyes and waited quietly.
The Evil Soul Master's eyes were fixed on Bi Zihan in front of him with a somewhat uncertain look, and a bad feeling rose in his heart.
The room door was pushed open, and Yang Wushuang walked in carrying a gleaming knife and a bag of salt. She went straight to Bi Zihan, placed the knife and salt in front of Bi Zihan, and then stood respectfully to the side, watching with great curiosity.
Bi Zihan picked up the knife in front of him, played with it in his hand, and said indifferently, "I don't have any good seasonings here, just a packet of salt, but it's not so bad that it'll be hard for you to swallow."
" Yang Wushuang, you take charge and give them both a Lingchi, agonizing death. Remember to sprinkle some salt on their wounds so they can feel something and at least taste the food." Bi Zihan stuck the knife in his hand into the table in front of him, letting Yang Wushuang, who was standing quietly watching, do the deed.
Yang Wushuang picked up the knife, a look of confusion in his eyes. "Young Master, what is the punishment of Lingchi?"
"Even if they're torn to pieces, do whatever makes you happy, as long as they're alive. Even if they die, they have to finish eating first." Bi Zihan closed his eyes and stopped looking at the Evil Soul Master.
The two Evil Soul Master felt a chill run through their bodies, and panic filled their eyes. Among them, some Evil Soul Master drank blood, and some ate human organs, but none of them ate their own. They also didn't want to experience what it would feel like to eat themselves.
Just as the blade was less than five centimeters away from them, one of the Evil Soul Master suddenly spoke up, "Whatever you want to know, I can give you anything..."
"I don't want to hear anything worthless right now, nor do I want to hear useless people spouting nonsense." Before the Evil Soul Master could finish speaking, Bi Zihan interrupted him directly, without even opening his eyes.
"Wait, I know something valuable, I'm useful!" The Evil Soul Master's voice sounded somewhat urgent as he looked at the knife getting closer and closer.
"Something of value? Wushuang, wait a moment before you act. Listen to what he has to say that's of value first." Bi Zihan waved his hand dismissively, telling Yang Wushuang to stop.
Upon hearing this, Yang Wushuang immediately stopped what he was doing. Moreover, he sensed that the young master had no intention of doing so. Given his personality, if the young master truly wanted to do this, he wouldn't waste words or make him stop.