Shi Xuanfei

The interrogation room in the Law Enforcement Hall was nothing special.

It was merely a western-style room constructed from cut and stacked giant stones, with thick walls that isolated it from the outside. Dozens of oil lamps hung on the walls inside.

Two disciples from the Law Enforcement Hall were intently staring at the person sitting on a chair in front of them.

This was according to the rules of the Law Enforcement Hall: guarding a major criminal required a pair of disciples, with shifts changing every six hours, and absolutely no distraction allowed during that time.

Therefore, the job of guarding major criminals was both tedious and exhausting, and the disciples of the Law Enforcement Hall had always avoided this task.

As the iron gate creaked open, Yang Ning and Qiao Bin entered. One of the disciples stood up and cupped his hands towards Qiao Bin, saying, "Greetings, Senior Disciple Brother."

The other disciple's eyes widened even further, his gaze locked onto every movement of the prisoner.

Qiao Bin nodded and looked at the mole covered in bloodstains. His limbs were cuffed to the chair, his clavicles had been pierced, and his cultivation was completely crippled.

This mole had already endured considerable torture but had not spoken a word. Unlike other convicted criminals, his mouth was not sealed. Instead, he hung from the chair with his head bowed, half-dead.

"What's the situation?"

The disciple who had stood up replied respectfully, "He was tortured again this morning and has fainted once more."

Qiao Bin looked at the mole, and a sliver of admiration unexpectedly flashed through his heart.

At this moment, the sound of footsteps approached the interrogation room door. Qiao Bin turned and opened it. Outside, over a dozen disciples were carrying various types of cardboard boxes.

The boxes were printed with strange patterns and instructions, completely out of place in this interrogation room.

He turned to look at Yang Ning, maintaining his image as the Senior Disciple Brother.

"Mr. Yang, the items have all arrived. How do you propose we renovate our interrogation room?"

Yang Ning glanced around, then pointed at the mole tied to the chair in front of him, "Move him out first. Start now!"

Meanwhile, inside the Xiao Chen Hall of the Sword Sect, a high-level meeting was underway.

Around the long table, the core figures of the sect were seated in order. At the head of the table was the Sect Master Lei Lifeng, who was over a thousand years old. His round face and messy white beard made him appear unkempt.

To his left sat the first person, the Peak Master of Dan Peak, Sun Kai, listening solemnly and attentively to the report from Yun Zishan opposite him. As for the Peak Master of Jade Maiden Peak, Shi Xuanfei, she sat diagonally opposite Yun Zishan, playing with her glass mirror.

The Peak Masters of the other peaks, the Hall Master of Mission Hall, the Pavilion Master of Scripture Pavilion... sat behind them. Some were listening to the report, while others were lost in thought.

Yun Zishan held the organized documents and began, "Yesterday, Cai Ru, a disciple of Dan Peak, trespassed into the Dan Peak storeroom to steal a pill formula. She was discovered by the disciples on duty and subsequently apprehended by our Law Enforcement Hall. The mole's heart contained an instant death talisman, but fortunately, the Sect Master discovered it and destroyed it in time. She is currently being interrogated.

According to the preliminary judgment of the Law Enforcement Hall, there is more than one mole lurking within the sect. Each peak must heighten their vigilance and pay attention to any unusual behavior from their disciples recently."

Yun Zishan's words shocked the entire hall. A sense of panic arose in everyone's hearts, and each person began to examine themselves mentally.

After Yun Zishan finished speaking, the hall erupted in discussion. The various Peak Masters exchanged glances, but only Shi Xuanfei calmly continued to play with her small mirror, as if it had nothing to do with her.

When the discussion subsided slightly, Yun Zishan put down the documents in her hand, "Next, please, Sect Master."

At this moment, Sun Kai, the Peak Master of Dan Peak, who was sitting opposite Yun Zishan, glanced at Lei Lifeng, who was dozing off, and subtly tapped his foot.

Lei Lifeng immediately shivered and instinctively reached for the wine flask at his waist. Sun Kai, as Lei Lifeng's Junior Disciple Brother, sighed helplessly.

He leaned closer, placed his hand on Lei Lifeng's wine flask, and whispered, "Hall Master Yun has finished her report. It's your turn to speak."

Yun Zishan, who was standing, showed no change in her expression, maintaining her icy demeanor.

Shi Xuanfei, sitting to the side, was accustomed to such scenes and turned to fiddle with her fingernails, which she had coated with flower nectar.

Lei Lifeng rubbed his sleepy eyes and mumbled, "That... that's right... let's do that."

Everyone stood up in unison, "We respectfully obey the Sect Master's decree!"

Lei Lifeng took this opportunity to lower his head and take a swig of wine.

Lei Lifeng's wine was a potent spirit aged for over a hundred years. After a mouthful, Lei Lifeng's sleepiness dissipated considerably, but the effect of the alcohol began to take hold.

A slight flush appeared on his round face.

"Just... just go back... and self-examine..."

Everyone stood up again and cupped their hands towards Lei Lifeng, "As you command!"

Then Lei Lifeng shook his wine flask and stood up, "Next... next time, no, meeting adjourned."

Lei Lifeng then staggered out of the great hall.

After Lei Lifeng left, everyone began to disperse and walk out of the hall.

Sun Kai, who was two hundred years younger than Lei Lifeng, was old but still vigorous. He stood up and quickly walked out of the hall without speaking to anyone.

Yun Zishan also tidied up the jade slip she had used for her report. At this moment, Shi Xuanfei walked over, smiling, "Senior Sister, you've been working hard lately."