Daiyang greeted Dan Feng with practiced familiarity, as though they were dear friends reunited after years apart.
Her smile was radiant, her tone warm.
"Should I say nice to meet you, or long time no see, 'Imbibitor Lunae'?"
Dan Feng remained silent.
What he needed to do now was control his facial muscles and breathing throughout the coming questioning.
Then, pin all the blame on Shuhu.
Finally, classify Yingxing's transformation into a Vidyadhara as an internal Vidyadhara affair.
Daiyang frowned slightly and said, looking thoroughly troubled:
"I've interrogated many death row prisoners guilty of serious crimes."
"This time, the orders from above are: no instruments of torture, and no drawing blood."
"Isn't that asking the impossible? Without my instruments, I won't be able to get anything out of you."
Daiyang looked apologetic as she slapped a knife onto the table with seemingly casual ease.
She smiled at Dan Feng.
"If I overstep... I'll have to trouble 'Imbibitor Lunae' to bear with me."
In the corridor outside the Interrogation Room, Jingliu ran into Chenzhen.
She took a few steps forward and said calmly:
"I know everything."
Those three words cut off the greeting on the tip of Chenzhen's tongue.
Chenzhen stammered, "I'm sorry..."
Jingliu shook her head. "You don't need to apologize to me."
The woman before her was a hero who had expanded the Xianzhou's territory.
No one except Xianyu was entitled to an apology from Chenzhen.
Jingliu knew something weighed on Xianyu's heart.
Only Daiyang and Chenzhen could ease that burden.
But... given her lover's temperament, how could he possibly ask them about it himself?
Jingliu considered for a moment, then said:
"I have a question..."
She added something that only made her intentions more obvious.
"Of course, this has nothing to do with what he thinks. It's something