"Damn you! You foolish, incompletely evolved creatures—how dare you treat me so excessively? You should know that even before those human Royal Emperors, I was the great Master Arushiman!" Arushiman was humiliated and enraged. Trembling all over, he glared at Lin Qi. "If you are human, you should have heard my name! If you are a native life-form of this cosmic era, then you should also know the might of the Celestial Sprite Clan!"
Lin Qi stood with his hands behind his back, coldly watching Arushiman, who was barely three feet tall. The two rabbits had stripped even Arushiman's underpants away. Naked from head to toe, he raised his head, desperately wanting to maintain some shred of dignity and decorum before Lin Qi. But beneath Lin Qi's razor-sharp gaze, he raised his head time and again, only to lower it again and again under the pressure, staring at his own toes.
"I'm very curious. Your strength is pitifully weak!" Lin Qi barked. "What is the natural lifespan of your race?"
He could have obtained the answer simply by asking Osmanthus Tree and the others, but Lin Qi wanted an answer that satisfied him directly from Arushiman. Only by making Arushiman personally reveal these secrets of his own race could Lin Qi slowly pry open a crack in his mental defenses, dismantle his psychological barrier step by step, and ultimately make him serve his purposes.
Arushiman clenched his teeth and said nothing. Tilting his head, he looked the secret hall built deep underground up and down, examining its construction techniques and materials with a professional, critical eye. A mocking sneer hung at the corner of his lips. He shook his head disdainfully, then smacked his lips and let out a regretful sigh.
But the instant that sigh left his mouth, Arushiman's