"Ridiculous!"
Sha LiFei was so amused that he squatted down slowly, using the tip of his blade to lift Colonel Zhou's chin. "You really know how to turn things upside down. You colluded with demons and harmed people, yet you call us lackeys of the imperial court? Have you forgotten who you are?"
"People from the Commandery Commandant Office, and you still call us lackeys..."
He was deeply displeased.
Being called a lackey of the imperial court was an insult to those in the martial world.
Li Yan stepped forward and asked in a low voice, "Speak! How did Tian Chiliarch die? And when did your village begin worshiping the Cocoon Clothes Cult?"
"Hmph!"
Zhou Dayong gave a cold snort and closed his eyes.
For someone like him, Li Yan could not be bothered to waste time. He turned and glanced at Long Yan'er. The Gu Maiden immediately swept her sleeves, sending several tiny Sesame Gu flying out.
These little things could not take a life, but they could burrow into the nerves and push pain and itching to the extreme.
"Ah—!"
Zhou Dayong immediately let out a shrill scream and tried to smash his head into the ground.
Although he had not reached Hidden Strength, he was still a Peak of Manifested Strength expert.
That blow would have been enough to crack his skull.
Before he hit the ground, however, Sha LiFei stepped forward and caught him, dispersing the force with a deft twist.
Even so, Zhou Dayong still refused to confess. He only stared fixedly ahead.
Li Yan furrowed his brows slightly and followed his gaze.
His wife was standing in the distance with their two children. Strangely, though they watched their husband and father suffer, all three wore expressions of complete indifference.
"Stop for now!"
Li Yan