Just as Amira was feeling alarmed by Yu Zheng's gaze, a muffled groan suddenly rang out from the surroundings.

"No need to look anymore, all your men have been dealt with!"

Seeing Amira's changing expression, Yu Zheng chuckled.

Amira frowned: "Who are you people? Why are you helping the remnants of the Morin family?"

You don't need to know!

Yu Zheng raised his eyelids and, as he spoke, reached for his waist with his right hand.

Seeing this, Amira narrowed her eyes, gripped the dagger tightly in her right hand, and thrust it forcefully towards Yu Zheng's heart.

Yu Zheng stood there, neither dodging nor avoiding, quietly watching the dagger thrust at him. In his eyes, Amira's incredibly swift movements seemed like slow motion.

Just as Amira's dagger was less than an inch away from Yu Zheng's chest, Yu Zheng's right hand, which had been hanging down, suddenly flashed up at a speed invisible to the naked eye, and his fair fingers pressed on Amira's wrist pulse point.

With a slight exertion of his finger, Amira felt her hand suddenly lose sensation and open uncontrollably, causing the dagger to slip from her grasp.

Looking at Amira's face again, it was now contorted, clearly indicating that she was enduring immense pain.

Just as Amira opened her mouth slightly, about to cry out in pain, she suddenly felt a pain in her chin, and her wide-open mouth could only make a "hoarse" sound.

At the same time, Amira felt a sharp pain in her temple, and then everything went black as she fainted.

All of this happened in the blink of an eye; the dagger that had slipped from Amira's hand also fell to the ground at that moment.

Looking at Amira lying on the ground, a glint flashed in Yu Zheng's eyes.

Having been away from Luoyang for so long, he felt that his skills had become somewhat rusty. Now that he had such a good test subject, he could finally have some fun practicing his skills.

Just then, a dozen or so Imperial Guard soldiers dressed as bodyguards dragged Amira's hand down to Yu Zheng's back.

A military officer stepped forward and said, "Mr. Yu, there were ten assassins in total. Four are dead and six are unconscious!"

"Alright, including me, that makes seven survivors, that's enough!"

Upon hearing the report from the Imperial Guard officer, Yu Zheng nodded and then ordered, "Brothers, please take all the prisoners to my tent!"

"yes!"

The imperial guard officer agreed and then ordered his men to drag Amira and his six unconscious men away.

Just then, Ellie Morin's curtain was lifted from the inside.

Seeing the figure emerge, Yu Zheng stepped forward and said, "Miss Ellie, please rest assured, all those assassins have been dealt with. You can rest assured and get some rest!"

"Thank you so much for your help, brave man! Otherwise, I would surely have died!"

As she spoke, Ellie Morin bowed to Yu Zheng. She knew all too well how formidable the assassins under the Second Prince's command were; without Yu Zheng's intervention, they would likely not have survived.

Yu Zheng waved his hand: "It's nothing, Miss Ellie. I would also like to ask your seven subordinates to come with me as well!"

"good!"

Ellie Morin nodded, then summoned several of her retainers.

After exchanging greetings, several retainers of the Molin family followed Yu Zheng into a tent.

This is a huge tent built of logs. Amira and the others who were previously controlled have all been tied to the rack.

In front of the rack, there was a large pot, inside which was a pile of unknown medicinal herbs, and the aroma filled the tent.

Yu Zheng stepped forward to check the condition of the medicine in the pot, and then ordered someone to take the large pot away.

"Feed each of them a bowl!"

"yes!"

Upon hearing Yu Zheng's instructions, several burly men in the tent immediately stepped forward, woke up Amira and the others, and then fed each of them a large bowl of the medicinal soup from the pot.

After a short while, Amira and the others began to have unfocused eyes and were extremely listless, looking as if they had become mentally impaired.

The scene before them left several retainers of the Morin family somewhat dumbfounded.

Yu Zheng glanced at the Imperial Guard soldiers arranging the torture instruments beside him and then waved his hand: "Take all these things away. Corporal torture is not very effective against these suicide soldiers."

Besides, they drank the improved anesthetic my master used, so they don't feel pain anymore!

"Ah, yes!!"

The Imperial Guard soldier agreed and then took the instruments of torture away.

After watching the Imperial Guard soldiers leave, Yu Zheng took out two cloth bags from his person and placed them on the table next to him.

Inside the two cloth bags were some silver needles and various sharp knives.

Yu Zheng reached out and took out a one-inch-long silver needle, came to Amira's side, and then slowly inserted it into the acupoint on the top of Amira's head.

Subsequently, Yu Zheng took out some silver needles and inserted them into various acupoints on Amira's head.

Watching Yu Zheng's actions, several retainers of the Mo Lin family swallowed hard. They had never imagined that such a skill existed in the world. So many long needles were inserted into the top of a person's head. Just looking at it made their scalps tingle.

Just as Yu Zheng inserted the last silver needle into Amira's head, the previously extremely weak Amira suddenly regained a bit of energy, but his eyes still looked very dull.

The method Yu Zheng used was the same soul-capturing technique developed by his master Yu Ji after sacrificing hundreds of test subjects, using acupuncture and anesthetic drugs.

Although this soul-capturing technique can make someone honestly confess everything, after the confession, the person being tortured will also suffer mental damage and become mentally impaired.

However, no one cared about this. As long as they could get what they wanted and the information, the means were not important.

Yu Zheng then asked, "What's your name? Where are you from? Who sent you?"

"Amira, Kushan, the second prince..."

When asked the question, Amira gave a vague and incoherent answer.

The Mo Lin family retainers standing nearby were also filled with disbelief. They never imagined that Yu Zheng would have such methods to make people confess things uncontrollably.

In that case, if Yu Zheng is willing, wouldn't no one be able to hide anything from him?

Just as the retainers were looking on in astonishment, Yu Zheng asked again, "What did you want to gain by assassinating Ellie Morin?"

"The Morin family's...jade pendant..."

"Jade tablet?"

Yu Zheng's expression shifted, and he couldn't help but think of the jade pendant in Xi Zhicai's hand.

Now that the jade pendant is in Xi Zhicai's hands, he must already know the situation, so there's no need for me to ask anymore.

Thinking of this, Yu Zheng's lips curled up slightly, and then he took out a sharp knife from another cloth bag and placed it on Amira's chest.