In the dungeon, Xu Nan looked at that handsome face and fell into thought.
After a while, he finally gave the order:
"Wake him up, then bring him to my room."
"I'll interrogate him personally."
Everyone immediately revealed envious expressions.
A guard promptly went to carry out Xu Nan's orders.
Ten minutes later.
In the pitch-black room, only a single candle flickered dimly. Xu Nan stood before it, coldly examining the so-called "scholar" as he slowly came to.
"Name?" Xu Nan suddenly asked.
"Dilun. My name is Dilun."
The other man said weakly:
"Please hear me out, sir. I'm not with the dragonmen. I was only forced to infiltrate Langdu's army to protect myself..."
Xu Nan considered this, and his tone softened slightly.
"Then explain why you had so many layers of disguise."
"Don't tell me it was a personal hobby."
Dilun took a breath, seeming to relax somewhat. He struggled to open his eyes and make out Xu Nan's appearance.
"You are..."
"Don't ask who I am." Xu Nan pretended to snap impatiently. "You only need to know that I call the shots at Screaming Outpost."
"Answer my question!"
Dilun hurriedly said:
"Understood, sir."
"The reason I used so many layers of disguise is because I have mastered a unique disguise technique. It's extremely powerful and can deceive most people's senses. And since I'm not very good at fighting, I..."
Perhaps Xu Nan's intimidation had rattled him. Dilun spilled everything Xu Nan wanted to ask, like beans pouring from a bamboo tube—
Dilun claimed to be from Ice Saw Valley, where he held no low status. He said he was one of Lich Sanger's advisors.
His profession was a traveling scholar.
It was a profession lacking combat skills but highly adept at avoiding disaster.
Dilun possessed an astonishing mastery