Coercing a Confession

Yang Ruying also said, "Rest assured, Deputy Hall Master Zhong. Our hall will immediately send someone to Yi Xiang Peak as well, to explain the whole sequence of events clearly to the Cult Master!"

"The whole sequence of events?" Deputy Hall Master Zhong sneered. "You have not even seen Zhang Xiaohu, Hall Master Yang, yet you already know the whole sequence of events?"

Without waiting for Yang Ruying to answer, he cupped his hands and said, "Hall Master Yang, I wish to question Zhang Xiaohu about a few matters. Will you be coming in as well?"

Yang Ruying gritted her teeth. "Forget it. Since Deputy Hall Master Zhong has volunteered himself, I shall leave this place to you. Report to me once you have obtained the results."

Having said that, she turned to leave. Halfway there, however, she looked back. "I nearly forgot. After Deputy Hall Master Zhong finishes questioning them, I may have some things to ask as well. Therefore, Zhang Xiaohu, Changge, and Chen Chen are not to be tortured at will. If anything happens to these three, I will hold you accountable."

Deputy Hall Master Zhong smiled and said loudly, "Hall Master Yang, if I do not torture them, how can I make them tell the truth? Do you think that is possible?"

"Heh heh." Yang Ruying paid him no heed and merely said, "That will depend on your methods!"

"You—" Deputy Hall Master Zhong was enraged. He stared at Yang Ruying's retreating back for a long while, then suddenly laughed aloud. Looking at the command token in his hand, his face was full of disdain.

This was a room much like the dungeon on Baiyue Peak, except blazing torches burned on the walls. Zhang Xiaohu sat on a stool, coldly watching Zhong Pei and Zhao Jian