Wen Xu drew his robes in and crouched halfway down. The blindfolded disciple of a great sect stood amid the snow like a god or Buddha descending into the mortal world, yet his words were colder than the ice and snow. "Killing people indiscriminately? In the city as it is now, as long as we destroy the evidence quickly enough, who would know we killed you?"
Not Yet
People always feared those who came to claim their lives more than they feared the ruthless. First came the threat of force, then the threat to their lives. Even though the leader knew these three wanted to dig information out of him, he was now more than willing to speak.
He had struggled to cultivate all the way to the Nascent Soul stage. He did not want to die.
"Whatever you want to know, I'll tell you. Don't kill us. Living people are more valuable in Rongyuan City."
Wen Xu gave an oh, his voice devoid of any obvious emotion. Questioning was a skill that involved psychological warfare. To pry open someone's mouth completely, one had to hold every vulnerable point in the interrogated person's life in one's hand. "You have no capital to negotiate with us. If you do not wish to speak now, I can still perform a Soul Search. So long as we clean things up thoroughly afterward, no one will know we did it. Wouldn't you agree?"
The leader: ...
These truly were ruthless characters.
Unable to hold back his doubt, he said, "So you really are impostors pretending to be righteous cultivators!"
Bian Chunchou glanced at the Nascent Soul cultivator Chen Zui-Zui was threatening with a blade and thought that this fellow truly was blind. Wen Xu-Xu was clearly so civilized and polite. A Soul Search was