If you want to experience even a fraction of the pain Qiao Yi is feeling right now, you can have your best friend tie you to a chair, then put on a book by Ayaka-sensei in front of you and make you watch it the whole time, magnifying the discomfort ten thousand times over—that's the kind of pain Qiao Yi is experiencing right now.

The poison that Zuo Fangya produced was too potent; Qiao Yi felt as if he was about to explode.

On the other side, Qiao Suinian didn't have time to pay attention to him and went straight to Master Rat.

"How is it? Still can't find out what's going on inside the Qiao family?"

"No!" Rat Master shook his head; his injuries had almost fully healed. "That Ouyang Mu is no ordinary person. My rats will be detected as soon as they get close to him."

"However, no one from the Qiao family went out, except for Qiao Yi, whom you caught, so it's obvious that they were waiting for you to walk into their trap."

"I see..." Qiao Suinian stroked his chin. The commander of the Xuanwu Army was indeed worthy of his reputation. He could keep Rat Lord from finding out anything. Was this the keen sense of a battle-hardened army?

"It's alright, I'll find out what's going on once I get Qiao Yi to talk."

Seeing that Rat Master couldn't make a breakthrough, Qiao Suinian turned his attention back to Qiao Yi.

When he opened the door, Qiao Yi behind it was almost exhausted. He was covered in sweat, and looked like he had been pulled out of a hand. He was panting heavily, and his pupils were somewhat unfocused.

Qiao Suinian squatted down in front of Qiao Yi with a smile.

"Oh? Still alive? How about that, pretty awesome, right?"