I spoke coldly.
The other man clearly sensed the aura of death, especially from Xiao Yu.
Even with my Fish Bone Sword pressed against his neck, the first thing he did was glance at Xiao Yu.
That invisible pressure and immense power filled him with fear.
Iron Tube stood to one side and did not dare make any rash moves, watching Xiao Yu.
In Xiao Yu's current state, anyone in the profession could easily tell that she was not alive.
But at the moment, I was interrogating this demonic Taoist from the Yin Ghost Sect, and Monk Iron Tube said nothing.
The demonic Taoist looked unwilling to accept it.
"Im-impressive, fellow Taoist. We have no grievances between us, so why do you want to kill me?"
Xiao Yu did not speak. I continued instead.
"I'm asking you a question!"
As I spoke, the Fish Bone Sword in my hand stabbed into his neck. The pain made him cry out, "Aah! Aah!" His whole body trembled.
If I pierced through his neck, his soul would be scattered as well.
Before he could answer, Monk Iron Tube suddenly spoke.
"I am Luo Xiao, a disciple of the Western Hunan Ghost Gate. My master is Luo Yunsheng, the great evil cultivator of the Yin Ghost Sect.
"This humble monk pursued this man all the way from Western Hunan to here..."
I was somewhat surprised when Monk Iron Tube said that.
It seemed that Iron Tube had not told the truth during the day.
He had not merely been traveling through this place. He had chased the demonic Taoist here. But what was there to hide?
Was it because he did not know us well, so he did not trust us?
That was what I thought.
Luo Xiao, the demonic Taoist I had subdued,