Waist Token
After the interrogation, Bald Ascetic was escorted away and sent to Dao Prison.
Mo Hua asked Zhang Lan, "Uncle Zhang, was Bald Ascetic telling the truth?"
Zhang Lan pondered slightly, then said slowly, "The first part was true. As for the latter part, I'm not sure. It was probably half true and half false. That man is crafty; you can't trust everything he says."
Mo Hua nodded.
He had definitely concealed something about the topographical map.
But there were too few clues as to what the map was connected to, and Mo Hua had no leads either.
"Should we question that One-Eye too?" Mo Hua asked again.
He remembered that among the Sinful Cultivators, there was also a one-eyed cultivator. He could be considered one of their leaders, so he might know more.
"Sure. I'll summon him for interrogation when I have time. You should head back first. This torture chamber isn't a pleasant place."
After Zhang Lan spoke, he waved a hand before his nose, as if trying to fan away the bloody stench.
"Mm."
Mo Hua also found the smell here unpleasant. Staying too long made him feel stifled, so he prepared to leave.
Zhang Lan suddenly added, "I'll come find you in a few days."
Mo Hua turned back, somewhat puzzled. "What do you need me for?"
"Forgot already?" Zhang Lan winked at Mo Hua. "We agreed that once Bald Ascetic was caught, the Dao Court Office would give you a reward."
Mo Hua's eyes lit up. "What reward?"
"You'll find out in a few days."
Zhang Lan was still keeping him in suspense.
A few days later, Zhang Lan indeed came to find Mo Hua and handed him a brocade pouch.
Mo Hua opened it and found a bronze token inside.
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