Spirit Pivot Carved into Bone
Lugu was still torturing Jin Wutu, wishing he could slice every inch of Jin Wutu's flesh away and grind his bones to dust, only then venting the hatred in his heart.
Jin Wutu merely grinned like a fool, like a lump of gristle that no blade could cut through.
Mo Hua said, "Enough. Keep beating him and you'll kill him. Then we won't get a thing out of him."
His voice was not loud, and it sounded young, yet coming from Mo Hua, it carried an inexplicable weight.
Lugu actually gradually suppressed his fury and stopped.
Jin Wutu, beaten nearly beyond human shape, felt a moment of relief and could not help glancing at Mo Hua.
This mere Foundation Establishment youth had spoken only one sentence, yet he had managed to stop lord Lugu in the midst of his rage. The expression on Jin Wutu's face changed, revealing a trace of bewilderment and confusion.
Mo Hua beckoned over several barbarian soldiers and instructed them:
"Take this 'traitor' to the prison. Feed him some herbs and treat his wounds. Don't let him die."
"Yes."
The barbarian soldiers took Jin Wutu away.
Lugu looked coldly at Mo Hua.
Mo Hua said calmly, "When matters are handled slowly, they come full circle; when people slow down, they find peace. Calm your heart, then think over how to interrogate him. The more anxious you are, the more easily things go wrong."
Lugu's expression was silent. He did not state his position in words, but neither did he press the matter further. Without saying another word, he left.
After Lugu departed, Mo Hua also quietly considered how to deal with Jin Wutu.
"Corporal punishment" was probably useless.
Even the Array Torture Board would likely not work.
Lugu had tortured Jin