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Dou Jing slowly raised his head.
Beneath his disheveled hair was an angular, weather-beaten face, smeared with blood and covered in livid bruises.
His eyes were bloodshot, his lips dry and peeling, yet he still possessed the ferocity of a cornered beast.
His gaze was calm, even faintly indifferent. It swept over Qin Lüguang, passed over Zhu Yanfeng and Chen Xiaojun behind him, and finally settled on Qin Lüguang's face.
Qin Lüguang looked at Yan Zhen and Mo Li. "Yan Zhen, Mo Li, what do you two have to say? You surrendered of your own accord on the battlefield. By rights, you shouldn't be digging in your heels like this. Be sensible and talk. Save yourselves some suffering."
Yan Zhen gritted his teeth without a word.
Mo Li abruptly raised his head in the corner and snapped, "Pah! If you hadn't played dirty with that wide-area mental soul skill, would we have fallen?!" His gaze swept over Chen Xiaojun. His words were fierce, but there was something of a fierce facade hiding a timid heart about them.
Chen Xiaojun remained expressionless, but Zhu Yanfeng burst out laughing. "Hah! A mental soul skill only amplifies your emotions a little. Isn't that just who you are deep down, Mo Li?"
With that, he walked into the middle and sprawled casually in the chair on the left, while Chen Xiaojun took the center chair.
Qin Lüguang grinned at Mo Li. "What's this, Mo Li? What's the point of keeping that dead duck's stubborn beak now? You've already surrendered. Just spill what you know and save yourself a beating. Doesn't that sound good?"
Mo Li's face flushed crimson.
At the time, Dou Jing, Li Wuyaya, and Yin Jiu had all been captured too. With "Sin Domain Adjudication"