The Deceased's Family Relocates, Trouble Ensues! Zhao Cheng Personally Heads to Didao County!

Upon seeing Zhao Cheng, some of the Hu Jia had already begun attempting to take their own lives.

However, with Yao Wuyi present, they could not die even if they wanted to.

If their meridians exploded, he would stitch them back together.

If their acupoints collapsed, he would patch them up.

No matter what they said, they simply could not die.

After a flurry of activity, having endured a great deal of pointless agony, the group of Hu Jia finally fell into despair.

"Do you know who I am?"

Seeing the reaction of the Hu Jia, Zhao Cheng asked this.

The old Spy Commander nodded, "Blood Butcher, don't even think about getting a shred of information out of us."

"Damned traitor! The Bureau Chief will find him sooner or later and peel his skin off!"

Even now, he still believed that Zhao Cheng had only found them by relying on information from an inside source.

Zhao Cheng laughed, "Since you know me, yet still dared to target my kin, it seems your understanding of me is not deep enough. The Zhao State's understanding of me is not deep enough either."

"Yao Wuyi, use some poison on them—the kind that leaves them unable to die but unable to live."

"Understood. A fate worse than death, right? What does Lord Jue wish to ask?"

Looking at the resolute gazes of the Hu Jia, Zhao Cheng smiled, "I'm not asking anything."

"They are all Death Warriors cultivated by the Yin Mountain Spy Bureau. Do you think you can break their will?"

Yao Wuyi immediately perked up, knowing it was time to prove himself, "Lord Jue, just watch."

"Ten days—no, five days. I guarantee that no matter how hard their bones are, they'll be softer than noodles."

Hearing this, the Hu Jia were unimpressed.