"Take him away and lock him in the top-secret dungeon under strict guard. No one is to have contact with him. I will interrogate him personally later."
Two guards immediately stepped forward, hoisted up Xiao Wu, who had gone limp as mud, and strode out of the pavilion, disappearing into the depths of the garden paths.
Fang Yan picked up his fishing rod again, but not a trace of his former composure remained in his gaze. He watched the ripples on the pond, his brow heavy with gravity.
A traitor within the Demon Suppression Bureau, and the White Lotus Sect colluding with the Purple-Robed Tower to assassinate a serving hundred-man commander-together, these two matters had already crossed the Demon Suppression Bureau's bottom line and constituted an open challenge to the majesty of the Profound Origin Divine Dynasty.
His fingertips tapped lightly against the stone table. He had already made his decision: this matter had to be thoroughly investigated, the traitor eliminated, and the White Lotus Sect punished, to make an example of them.
Over the next few days, the fishing-loving Commander Fang put down his rod and left his residence.
He threw himself into work, and under his direction, the upper levels of Demon Suppression Peak bustled with activity.
Commander Fang personally oversaw the case, interrogating Xiao Wu and repeatedly verifying the details of his testimony while secretly investigating the Demon Suppression Bureau's personnel. Following the threads of clues Xiao Wu provided, he gradually pinned down the traitor's trail.
Xiao Wu's mind had long since been utterly broken by confinement in darkness and the Demon Suppression Bureau's might. Under Commander Fang's questioning, he held nothing back, revealing everything he knew: the details of the White Lotus Sect's contact with the Purple-Robed Tower, how messages had been passed, and the