Because Ji Yuelan and Jiang Ruoxin's cells were right next to each other, Zhou Baifei's so-called interrogation merely meant moving Ji Yuelan into Jiang Ruoxin's cell, letting the two women face his smug expression together.
The moment Zhang Tie entered the dungeon and heard the jailer say that Zhou Baifei had just begun interrogating Ji Yuelan and Jiang Ruoxin on Elder Qian's orders, his face remained impassive, but his heart tightened. He strode toward the women's cell, while his spiritual power moved even faster than he did, arriving inside Jiang Ruoxin's cell in the blink of an eye.
"Never expected it, did you? We meet again here..."
Inside the cell, Zhou Baifei, dressed in black robes, smiled at Ji Yuelan and Jiang Ruoxin.
Seeing Zhou Baifei standing there unharmed, Ji Yuelan and Jiang Ruoxin exchanged a glance after their brief shock, and both women's faces turned cold.
Having been imprisoned in the dungeon for several days, they had been spared any mistreatment thanks to Zhang Tie's instructions and care. No one in the dungeon dared make things difficult for them, nor did they dare inflict those filthy acts upon the two women. Though they were somewhat weak at the moment, they were otherwise unharmed, merely a little pale. With shackles on them, however, they had no freedom of movement.
Zhou Baifei, on the other hand, was still trying to put on the air of a refined gentleman. Yet at this moment, he could not conceal the faint sense of looking down on others, nor the smugness written all over him. All he lacked was a folding fan to wave about.
"Zhou Baifei, why are you here?" Jiang Ruoxin asked calmly.
"I'm surprised too. I never imagined that you two were from the Yin-Yang Sect!" Zhou Baifei chuckled, his gaze sweeping