"So that's how it was..."
A trickle of scarlet blood spilled from the corner of Xi Ying's mouth as she rasped, "No wonder all those slaves' Soul-Locking Cuffs were destroyed, yet I never noticed a thing from beginning to end."
"You brought all those slaves here to remove their Soul-Locking Cuffs. That was how you kept it hidden from me."
"Exactly. But it's a little too late for you to realize that now."
Lin Mo smiled. "I went to all this trouble to invite you here today because I have a few questions for you."
"Anything you know about the Saint King interests me."
Xi Ying gave a cold laugh. "Do you think I'll tell you?"
"The Saint King is the ruler of the Dry Jade Continent, and the most loyal friend of our Netherworld."
"As long as the Saint King remains, neither you nor those slaves you rescued will ever stir up any waves."
"Oh?"
Lin Mo raised an eyebrow and said with interest, "I believe I just told you that this is my world. My will represents the heaven and earth will."
"Do you think you can withstand my interrogation in my own world?"
Xi Ying lifted her chin slightly, looking down her nose at Lin Mo, her eyes filled with unyielding pride.
"True warriors of the Netherworld never bow to force!"
"Whatever methods you have, go ahead and use them!"
Seeing Xi Ying's willingness to die rather than yield, Feng Xu and Mo Qing both felt somewhat helpless.
Yet Lin Mo kept smiling. He merely reached out unhurriedly and pinched Xi Ying's cheek.
"You certainly have backbone. No wonder the Netherworld entrusted you with the important task of watching over the Dry Jade Continent."
"But I, Lin Mo, have always cherished beautiful women. I couldn't bear to