Spitting Blood in Rage

That pitiful cry for help sent an involuntary shiver down Li Ziran's spine.

Daniel!

At that moment, the Grand Witch Doctor of the Wolverine clan was being held up like a chick, his clothes in tatters and blood scabs covering him everywhere. The marks around his neck had nearly bitten beneath the skin. He had clearly been tortured.

The instant Li Ziran looked over, Daniel hurriedly lowered his head again, and his desperate cries for help gradually weakened.

There was no need to say more. Daniel had basically spilled everything about the Red Fan District.

He was spineless.

Li Ziran was somewhat disappointed. He had hoped the other man might be more unyielding. If he could have endured it, perhaps Li Ziran might have cultivated him.

What a pity...

Li Ziran did not blame Daniel for leaking information.

One could not expect everyone to possess an iron will. Besides, he and Daniel were not particularly close. They had merely exchanged techniques, and Daniel had no reason to risk his life to keep secrets for him.

The only thing that startled Li Ziran was the timing.

Everything had happened too fast. He had only briefly crossed blades with the Bauhinia Lineage's woman, yet the Rhine Duke had already completed the capture and interrogation.

His gaze suddenly landed on the runes beside the stone house, and he realized something.

This was not merely a spatial teleportation hub. Among these runes were clearly runes that affected the Time Element.

The Demon operating room had accelerated time flow, while the flow of time inside this stone house was far slower than outside. Only this could have given the Rhine Duke enough time to complete the interrogation.

Thinking of this, Li Ziran could not help but smile bitterly. He had gone to great lengths to