Old King's Blood

Wangzhu Peak.

The Zhao brothers were bound with ropes, and collars were placed around their necks.

These collars contained ninety types of deadly poison. Once they pierced the neck, they would kill the two men instantly.

It had to be said, these two brothers were truly tough. Their bodies had practically been split in half, yet they still were not completely dead and were even slowly recovering. If no one finished them off, they would probably recover after lying there for a few days.

Seeing that they were not dead, Liu Sishan did not intend to finish them off. Instead, she planned to interrogate them and see if she could get some information.

"How... cough cough... do you have two abilities?" Zhao Yanhu woke up and looked at Liu Sishan as though she were a monster. He struggled to ask the question in his heart, coughing up large clots of congealed blood midway through speaking.

Liu Sishan did not answer his question. Instead, she asked, "How many people are there in your Holy Ancestor Village?"

However, Zhao Yanhu had no intention of answering either. He merely stared stubbornly at Liu Sishan.

"Why don't you let me handle it?" Lu Han stepped forward.

He was the oldest here. When it came to interrogation methods, only he had a little experience. Although Liu Sishan had learned them before, she had very few chances to interrogate enemies and had almost no practical experience.

"Alright, Senior Lu Han, please." Liu Sishan nodded.

She turned and stepped back. Cheng Xuejie walked forward curiously and asked, "Is he still inside your body?"

"..."

Liu Sishan felt that there was a great deal of ambiguity in that sentence. It sounded rather strange.

However, Cheng Xuejie clearly had not thought of it that way and continued, "I could