Footsteps approached.
Two members of the Law Enforcement Hall walked in, making their way to the cell where the white-haired old man was being held.
Chen Changming opened his eyes and took a look, discovering that these two Law Enforcement Hall members were not the same two from before.
"Mad old man, come with us!"
With a bang, one of them kicked open the cell door. Reaching out with a large hand, he seized the white-haired old man from the ground with effortless ease, like an eagle snatching up a chick.
The white-haired old man was merely at the Spirit Transformation Realm. In the hands of a Void Refinement Realm Law Enforcement Hall member, he had no power to resist. His withered body dangled in midair like an upside-down spider.
"Little sister, little sister, it's gone, it's really gone! Hahaha..."
Caught in the Law Enforcement Hall member's grasp, the white-haired old man's expression suddenly changed, and he went mad again.
His arms flailed wildly as he laughed like a lunatic, sobs mingling with his laughter as it echoed through the dim prison, sending chills down the spine.
Chen Changming frowned slightly.
Without revealing anything, he stared at the Law Enforcement Hall members and asked in a low voice, "What crime did he commit? He's already mad to this extent—does he still need to be interrogated?"
"Shut up! You're nothing but a criminal. What right do you have to know the Elder Council's highest secret?!"
One of the Law Enforcement Hall members barked out harshly, shooting Chen Changming a cold, blade-like glare.
That look was filled with warning, as though another word from Chen Changming would earn him a taste of suffering.
The highest secret?
Chen Changming was taken aback, and his curiosity about the identity of this white-haired old man