Nan Fenglan's delicate brows shot upward like two slender swords suspended in the air, and a trace of killing intent appeared on her beautiful face. Those who knew the Seven Clever Heart-Breaking Technique were either members of the Divine Constable Gate or people who had once suffered its punishment.
"Don't doubt it. I was once tortured with this method. Only because I was reliving that old pain this time could I recognize it. Heh, the one who used it on me was an expert from your Divine Constable Gate. Unfortunately, he's dead now. Bai Tianxiong killed him personally."
A Mu rolled his neck from side to side, producing crisp cracking sounds. There was a hint of amazement in the way he glanced at Nan Fenglan, but far more than that was fear. A powerful woman. A terrifying woman.
Only now, having broken free from his initial terror, did he have the mind to examine the two of them and observe them, rather than merely treating them as gods who ruled over his fate.
Xiang Yang stood with his hands behind his back, his tall body upright as a javelin. His eyes were calm as he quickly thought of the person who had acted against A Mu. Most likely, it had been the elite constable who had come to Dingzhou before him to investigate the Wen Family Fortress massacre.
"My patience is limited. Tell me everything you know."
It was merely an ordinary sentence, yet it once again brought unbearable pressure upon A Mu. A little white rabbit beside a tiger—even if the tiger did not harm it, the fear in its heart would not diminish in the slightest.
"Where should I begin? Oh, let's start with my identity and my relationship with Ruyu..."
A Mu no longer dared show the