Chen Da Fei pointed straight at Mao Jing, his face twisted with rage.
Well, well. So this "fellow townsman" was not really a fellow townsman, and his name was not Tian Shan either. His name was Yamada.
The man called Yamada gave a cold smile.
"Good!"
With that, he raised a hand.
The open door behind us slammed shut with a bang.
Only we, along with these two damned bastards before us, remained in this cramped room...
"None of you are leaving now!"
Chen Da Fei continued.
I was not in a hurry to make a move. I was still holding back Eldest Senior Brother, who had long wanted to skin them alive, as I continued to question them.
"So the perverted serial killer who only murdered Chinese women was you?"
Chen Da Fei did not answer. The middle-aged man called Yamada waved his hand.
"No, no, no. That is not perverted murder. They were sacrifices offered to Lord Magatsuhi. And you will also become sacrifices offered to Lord Magatsuhi after I have played with you until you die..."
Magatsuhi God—I had never even heard of it.
But after hearing that, Mao Jing spoke up.
"Nine Chrysanthemum Calamity God Magatsuhi Lord?"
The moment Yamada heard that, his eyes lit up.
"Good! You actually know Lord Magatsuhi's title! You can be reformed and become one of our believers. You do not have to die."
"Mao Jing, they're from the Nine Chrysanthemum Sect?"
I asked from the side.
Mao Jing nodded slightly.
"Yes. Nine Chrysanthemum Magatsuhi Lord and Gloomy Nine Thunder Princess are both supreme deities worshipped by the Nine Chrysanthemum Sect.
"Everything is clear now. This man should be one of the Nine Chrysanthemum Sect's minor lackeys.
"He colluded with this Chen Da Fei. Chen Da Fei used the Chinese restaurant