Half a quarter-hour later, Spirit Investigator Niu Er emerged from Ye Zhen's study feeling so miserable that words could not describe it.
In that brief half-quarter-hour, his life and death, his future—all of it had been placed in someone else's hands.
Yet in that situation, he had no choice. If he did not submit, there was only death!
Originally, he had still held onto a sliver of hope. Spirit Investigators of the Heavenly Patrol Division like them had all received Soul Guard blessings from priests of the Ancestral God Hall, to prevent other factions from controlling them and causing the Heavenly Patrol Division grievous losses.
Ordinary soul-control techniques could not harm them, and they could also spare them the agony of soul-searching.
Yet bizarrely, Ye Zhen's soul-control technique could actually disregard the Soul Guard bestowed by the Ancestral God Hall's Moon Priests and seize control of his Innate Soul.
Originally, he had counted as half a free man. Now, he was completely tied to Ye Zhen, this short-lived Viscount.
Before this, although Spirit Investigator Niu Er had been under Ye Zhen's command, deep down, he had never thought highly of Ye Zhen.
Fight Western Patrol Envoy Xi Qiangu?
Only the Heavenly Patrol Division's people understood just how powerful the Western Patrol Envoy was.
But now, it was too late to say anything. He could only let Ye Zhen deploy him and fight Western Patrol Envoy Xi Qiangu to the bitter end.
The only thing that made him feel better was the Storage Ring Ye Zhen had given him as what he called settlement money: one million Low-grade Spirit Stones, one hundred thousand Mid-grade Spirit Stones, and ten thousand Low-grade Spirit Stones. Even for a Spirit Investigator like him, that was no small sum.
Under normal circumstances, he would have had