"Then tell us everything you should, or else..." Ye Qianfan drove the dagger into the Night Watchman's index finger again. "Every three seconds, I'll pry off another one of your fingernails!"
The Night Watchman wailed, "I really don't know anything! I'm just an ordinary night watchman! What do you want me to say?"
"Really?" Smiling, Ye Qianfan tapped the dagger's tip against the Night Watchman's fingernail. "Since when did an ordinary night watchman have such miraculous powers of recovery? It's fine if you don't want to talk. I think prying off fingernails is pretty fun. By the time I've pulled them all off, your new nails should have grown back, right? I feel like this hand of yours could keep me entertained for a year!"
"Squelch!"
Another fingernail went flying!
The Night Watchman howled in agony. "I'll talk... I'll talk! I'll tell you everything, all right?"
"To me, this ability is nothing but torture! That mother and daughter wanted revenge on me, wanted to torment me, so they made me live in this godforsaken place for over a hundred years. I want to die too!"
"I don't want to live either! What's the point of staying alive in this godforsaken place? Boo-hoo..."
As he spoke, the Night Watchman burst into loud sobs.
Shen Lang and Fugui saw the astonishment in each other's eyes. This Night Watchman really had lived for over a hundred years?
And why did Ye Qianfan look as though he had known all along? His expression hadn't changed at all when he heard the Night Watchman's words. It was downright uncanny!
"You already knew?"
Shen Lang couldn't help asking.
Ye Qianfan shook his head. "Not for very long. I only guessed after the Roving Exorcist Disciple hit the Night Watchman and I noticed this guy didn't have