Hu Liena glanced at him.
"Go ahead, but be careful not to cause any trouble. We still need to get information out of him."
Having received Hu Liena's approval, Yan rushed inside excitedly.
His interrogation was indeed very effective.
In less than three minutes, he knocked out four of the Fallen Soul Master's front teeth and swollen one eye.
"Tell me, how exactly did you Fallen Soul Master gather together? How many of your people are in the city?!"
Yan's face was full of ferocity, and his fist was raised high, ready to strike at any moment.
The smile on the Fallen Soul Master's face had vanished. He stared blankly at Yan's fist, as if he couldn't understand what Yan was saying.
Everyone saw Yan's move and fell silent.
"Is this how you Spirit Hall conduct interrogations?"
Wang Xiaoming looked at Hu Liena and asked a question.
Who taught this kind of interrogation method, like hitting a sandbag?
Upon hearing this, Zhu Meiyu turned away somewhat awkwardly.
She didn't think there was anything wrong with it...
Hu Liena sighed.
"Forget it... I'll do it. I shouldn't have had any expectations of him."
Ultimately, her Soul Skill are the most suitable for interrogation.
Without saying a word, Hu Liena directly activated her Martial Soul Possession.
The next moment, a pair of small fox ears appeared on her head, and a large, fluffy tail appeared behind her.
Wang Dong'er blinked and curiously poked it.
It's furry!
Hu Liena turned her head, gave Wang Dong'er a reproachful look, and gently swayed her tail to push her hand away.
That one glance made even the women behind him momentarily flutter in their hearts.
Four Soul Ring appeared beneath Hu Liena's feet, signifying her identity Soul Ancestor.
" Third Soul Skill, Charming Mist ~"
As the words fell, a thin mist appeared around Hu Liena, instantly enveloping her body.
Anyone who gazes at the thin mist is instantly affected, seeing what they want to see.
Wang Dong'er saw Wang Xiaoming, who was wearing half a set of red armor, walking towards her, intending to propose.
As for what Wang Xiaoming saw... it was a sky full of bright white moons, each with a different shape.
At the same time, all the people he had ever seen appeared before him.
Ning Rongrong, Ye Lingling, Dugu Yan, Qian Renxue, Xiao Wu, Dong'er...
Ning Rongrong, Qian Renxue, and the others gathered around him, each holding a bright moon in their hands.
They rushed forward, presenting the offerings to him like treasures.
Wang Xiaoming enjoyed the illusion for a while before breaking free.
Hu Liena's target was not them, so she was not greatly affected.
Moreover...
Illusions are like that—tasteless to consume, yet a pity to discard.
All of this is based on Wang Xiaoming's imagination.
Just now, he significantly enlarged the moon in Ning Rongrong's hand... and even that was achieved.
The fact that it can be controlled by those it influences shows that this illusion is not very intelligent.
Hu Liena stepped into the barrier and pushed Yan out directly.
"So? Is this the person you want to see?"
She approached the Fallen Soul Master, her voice carrying a hint of Charm, and began to influence his mind.
The Fallen Soul Master was stunned for a moment, then his face lit up with wild joy.
However, when Hu Liena got closer...
He sniffed.
His expression changed instantly.
"No... no, you're not him... you're not..."
The Fallen Soul Master shook his head violently and retreated.
Hu Liena: "???"
Her Charm... has worn off?
How is that possible?
But how could Hu Liena know that although the fragrance emanating from her body possessed Charm quality, it was ultimately not what that Fallen Soul Master needed?
Unconvinced, Hu Liena even used her First Soul Skill to forcibly control this Fallen Soul Master.
But he was only distracted for two seconds, and didn't reveal any information.
Since that's the case... there's nothing she can do about it.
Immediately, Hu Liena stepped out of the barrier and cast a hopeful glance at Wang Xiaoming.
" Wang Xiaoming, why don't you... give it a try? We'll guarantee your safety."
Hu Liena asked Wang Xiaoming a question.
As she spoke, she unconsciously exuded a Charm, and her pitiful appearance easily aroused one's protective instincts.
Someone with a weak will might agree immediately.
Wang Xiaoming: "..."
He met Hu Liena's watery eyes with a hint of helplessness.
It seemed as if countless moving words were silently advising him from within.
But... his concern wasn't about safety.
This guy is what made him feel physically disgusted!
It's like seeing a bunch of dissertations defending their theses on the street; no one but Lao Ba would approach them.
He thought about it and agreed.
"Alright... but I'll ask a few questions first, is that okay?"
He needs to figure out why this guy is disgusted with him.
"Sure!"
Hearing that Wang Xiaoming was willing to step in, Hu Liena was overjoyed and readily agreed.
That way, we can get the intelligence!
Xie Yue nodded.
This is nothing serious.
Seeing that they had no objections, Wang Xiaoming stepped directly into the formation.
After he passed through that thin membrane, the Fallen Soul Master cautiously moved his throat, then tentatively sniffed the surrounding scent, his eyes instantly lighting up.
He excitedly shifted his body forward slightly.
"My lord, you... you've finally arrived!"
Since he'd already been captured and taken to the Spirit Hall, he had nothing to be afraid of.
My only chance of survival might lie with the person right in front of me.
Wang Xiaoming looked at him indifferently, keeping a certain distance from the guy.
"... Why are you approaching me, and now you're even insisting that I speak to you?"
Wang Xiaoming said earnestly.
If this guy really is a pervert... he'll cut this bastard up, turn him into a rose, and throw him into the sea to feed the fish.
Upon hearing this, the Fallen Soul Master stared at Wang Xiaoming and chuckled twice.
"You don't understand... I feel that your scent can suppress what's inside me."
As he spoke, the Fallen Soul Master's speech gradually became more fluent, and the manic smile on his face was gradually suppressed.
The people around stared at this scene in disbelief.
It seems to really be related to Wang Xiaoming.
Xie Yue did not let his guard down.
We can't rule out the possibility that this guy is faking it.
"Smell?"
Wang Xiaoming looked at himself with a puzzled expression.
Could this guy be...?
Are you starting to feel something for your limited-edition rose petal bath gel that costs 100 Gold Soul Coin a barrel?
This thing really doesn't cause heartburn when you use it.
Thinking of this, he directly took out the portable one he always carried with him from his storage ring.
It was a box about the size of two palms.
"You mean this?"
Wang Xiaoming opened the box in his hand and handed it to him.
The Fallen Soul Master leaned over and sniffed twice.