Only after the two had nearly finished their discussion did Salas emerge from around the corner, thoroughly satisfied.
Yu Xiaogang, who had still been cursing up a storm, immediately fell silent at the sight of Salas and guiltily looked up at the ceiling.
Seeing this, Salas kicked the cell door.
"Go on, curse! Why did you stop? Weren't you having a grand old time just now? Didn't you want to destroy Spirit Hall?"
Yu Xiaogang coughed twice at those words, then spoke with a stiff expression.
"Salas, don't spout nonsense here. I, Yu Xiaogang, am an elder of Spirit Hall. How could I possibly say something so treasonous!
"If you still intend to torture a confession out of me, give up that idea. I have lived my entire life openly and honorably, and I have never deigned to associate with the likes of you!"
Watching Yu Xiaogang remain stubborn as a dead duck with a stiff beak, Salas felt no irritation. He had already reaped plenty of benefits, so he was hardly losing out.
"Is that so? Then take a look at who this is."
With a mocking expression, Salas stepped aside, revealing Yu Yuanzhen standing in the shadows.
Yu Yuanzhen fixed his tiger-like eyes on him, lightning seeming to flicker within them, his hands clenched into tight fists.
Once again, this unfilial son had disgraced both him and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan today, and had saddled the clan with an enormous debt.
Perhaps... Luo Mian's suggestion really was right.
"Father!"
The instant he saw Yu Yuanzhen, Yu Xiaogang's face filled with shock. He could not understand why his father had come here too. By all rights, his father should not have known!
Watching this dramatic scene, Salas could not help curling his lips into a smile.
"Well,