Gu Poyue looked at the despairing Zhong Yuanqiu, a mocking sneer on his face. "Zhong Yuanqiu, did you think that Resistance Alliance you and Sangbini and the others cooked up was so secret? If you still weren't of some use, you would have been purged long ago!"
Zhong Yuanqiu knew all hope was gone. He calmed down instead, his gaze locked firmly onto Gu Poyue.
"So from beginning to end, you were using our Thirteen Alliances? You never intended to help us?"
"You're not completely stupid! Just a little late!" Gu Poyue wore a faintly disdainful expression. "What are you people? Just savage natives who have only just entered a level-three technological civilization. What right do you have to cooperate with our level-seven civilization? If the Empire's main forces were not unable to reach this distant sea of stars in the short term, you wouldn't even be qualified to serve as our slaves!"
"So that was it. How laughable. Those people were still dreaming of gaining your technological support and advancing to a level-four civilization!" Zhong Yuanqiu swayed, his eyes filled with despair.
"Enough. Now tell me, where is that so-called settlement you built?"
Gu Poyue looked at the pale-faced Zhong Yuanqiu, his gaze turning icy and stern.
Zhong Yuanqiu's expression abruptly changed at those words, but then light burst from his eyes. Looking at Gu Poyue, he laughed. "So you haven't cracked our communications. Gu Poyue, it seems the Mechanical Empire's technology isn't all that impressive either?"
Gu Poyue's face darkened as he said in a deep voice:
"Zhong Yuanqiu, do not test my patience. If you refuse to speak, I can use other methods to extract your memories. You should know we possess such methods. I hope you do not wish to try them!"
Zhong Yuanqiu's breathing grew