"He's being held near the Mara Dynasty's border, under guard by their people..."
Yi Tao's words set Ning Que's thoughts racing, his eyes flickering incessantly.
My father is imprisoned in the Mara Dynasty?
No wonder there was no trace of him in the deepest reaches of the desert...
Over the past few days, he had searched through almost all the prisoners, yet had never found Ning Yuanzhou.
"But why would prisoners from Great Li be handed over to the Mara Dynasty?"
Weren't the two dynasties sworn enemies?
Yi Tao scratched his head. "I'm not too clear on the details either. This desert belongs to both dynasties, so there are occasional dealings between them.
"Some special prisoners from the Great Li Dynasty are handed over to the Mara Dynasty's Ministry of Punishments. Their punishments are harsher. Almost no one can withstand the Mara Dynasty's torture. They confess everything they should-and everything they shouldn't..."
Hearing this, Ning Que understood.
Special prisoners meant prisoners who still had value.
They needed to pry useful information out of their mouths.
So Ning Yuanzhou has secrets...
Ning Que's eyes flickered, revealing a trace of sharpness.
In truth, ever since learning that Ning Yuanzhou had ties to the Star Pavilion, he had known his father was no ordinary man.
The Star Pavilion was a subordinate force of the Fallen Star Pavilion, his second background. Subordinate or not, it was still a sect-affiliated force, wasn't it?
Its connection to his father was proof enough that he was extraordinary.
What do the Great Li Dynasty and the Mara Dynasty both want from Father?
Father founded Flowing Sand, true, but that alone wouldn't be enough to interest them.
"The relationship between the two dynasties seems to have eased recently because of a marriage alliance..."
Yi Tao spoke again.
Hearing this,