Lu Yin came to a stop a few meters from Xun Qianye. The sharp-eyed jailer hurriedly brought over a chair and served tea, attending to him obsequiously.
"Not saying anything?" Lu Yin asked.
A scarred man knelt on one knee and replied in a low voice, "I'm sorry, Your Highness. I've failed you. We've tried every method, but this man still won't say a word."
Lu Yin waved for everyone to leave. Xun Qianye was a Hunting Realm expert, after all. Reaching the Hunting Realm required an unwavering will, so ordinary torture wouldn't work on him.
The man who had just spoken was a member of the Imperial Court Second Team. He had been in charge of interrogations for many years, ever since Wendy Yu Shan had served as the team's acting captain. Unfortunately, he could only handle ordinary cultivators from the Outer Universe. Someone like Xun Qianye, who was in the Hunting Realm, was beyond his abilities.
"I know you're awake. Speak," Lu Yin said calmly. Sitting in the chair, he watched Xun Qianye with interest.
Xun Qianye's finger twitched. Even the bones at its tip were clearly visible; the torture he had endured had been brutal.
He slowly raised his head. His face was a bloody mess as he looked at Lu Yin. "I could kill myself, but I was waiting for you."
Lu Yin nodded. "I know. It's easy for a Hunting Realm expert to kill himself."
Xun Qianye spoke weakly. "Sooner or later, one day, you'll end up... the same way I did."
Lu Yin leaned forward and stared into Xun Qianye's resentful eyes. "You waited for me just to say that?"
Xun Qianye coughed several times. "What you want to know will bring you despair."
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