Interrogation

After Lin Qi slaughtered all the Penitent Knights and captured Ya Wuyuan alive, a magnificent violet-gold radiance enveloped the entire Marquis Ning's Residence.

Startled, Lin Qi raised his head. Twelve violet-gold metal discs floated steadily in the sky some distance above the ground. Each metal disc was roughly a hundred meters in diameter, exquisitely strange in design and covered in intricate ancient inscriptions. Black-robed and blood-robed figures, varying in number, stood atop the slowly revolving discs.

Every one of them wore an expressionless face, their hands tucked into their broad sleeves as they narrowed their eyes and gazed gloomily down at the mountain of corpses and sea of blood below. Not a single one made a sound. A pressure as immense as mountains faintly spread from them, making Lin Qi's chest feel tight and stifled. The more than two hundred black-robed and blood-robed people standing upon those twelve enormous metal discs gave Lin Qi an immense sense of danger—a threat that could crush him into fragments at any moment.

Perhaps Lin Qi would not fear any one of them alone, but with so many appearing before him at once, if he had to face them all simultaneously, he could only flee in disgrace. There would be no chance of luck.

Several old eunuchs in python robes silently entered the courtyard. They casually swept their eyes across the scattered corpses, then bowed to Lin Qi in unison. "Young Master Lin, you have worked hard. We never expected Young Master Lin to possess such formidable cultivation."

Lin Qi smiled and nodded amicably at the old eunuchs. He shook the ashen-faced Ya Wuyuan in his hand and said coldly, "Ya Wuyuan has been captured alive by me. I ask that you gentlemen arrange for reliable people to question him and obtain his testimony."