Zhong Ming proposed taking Qian Du away for a separate interrogation. Everyone knew exactly what he had in mind.
Zhong Ming liked using drugs, and he had a spring aphrodisiac that could make a woman beg for death yet be unable to die. If he gave some to a young girl like Qian Du, forget making her hand over the Glazed Mirror—even if he demanded something more important than the Glazed Mirror, she would obey without resistance.
By then, the woman would have completely lost her reason and become a slave to lust. Zhong Ming could do whatever he pleased with her, naturally getting anything he wanted.
Hearing Zhong Ming's words, the other brothers all wore envious expressions.
Zhong Chang looked at Zhong Ming with a grin and said, "Fourth Brother, I'm afraid you can't handle it all by yourself. Why don't I go and lend you a hand? Whatever happens, we can look out for each other."
The other brothers also wanted to go up and help, but there were already two of them, and having too many people would be inconvenient.
Thus, Zhong Bai said, "I'll wait until Fourth Brother succeeds in extracting the confession before I say anything."
"Count me in."
The youngest, Zhong Shan, wore a frosty expression. There was not the slightest trace of lust in his gaze as he looked at Qian Du. Instead, his attention was fixed on the Glazed Mirror clutched in her arms.
He was obsessed with the sword dao. He hoped to attain the prestige of a Starry Sky Expert, becoming a sharp sword and a great banner for the Changbai Sword Sect. If he could obtain the assistance of a divine artifact like the Glazed Mirror, he would be one step closer to his goal.
Zhong Feng hesitated for