His smile froze as he saw someone bring over a lot of instruments of torture and place them in front of him one by one.

Chu Xun asked, "Do you want to try out China's criminal law or your own Japanese criminal law?"

He circled around Miyano Koten a few times. "You've been infiltrating China for ten years. You must have heard of the ten most cruel tortures in Chinese history, right?"

The smile on Miyano Koten's face slowly cracked, then shattered with a whoosh.

"Or perhaps you still prefer your own Japanese criminal law, with its focus on viruses, plague, and human experimentation?"

Seeing that he remained silent, Chu Xun continued, "If you don't speak, I'll make the decision for you. Let's try both. I'd like to know just how stubborn you really are."

After he finished speaking, he waved his hand.

The people nearby immediately took action.

Miyano Koten clenched his fists, watching helplessly as the other party subjected him to the Ten Great Tortures, followed by various injections.

After a night, he finally couldn't hold back and gave in.

Your sister is already dead.

Chu Xun grabbed his collar, furious. "Say that again."

"She died when she was six years old; she was killed by my aunt."

Six years old?

Wasn't that the year my mother was arrested and murdered?

Chu Xun was puzzled, "Why did your aunt wait three years to kill my sister?"

“My aunt kidnapped your sister to train her as a Japanese spy, intending to use her against China and your Chu family. Your sister and I were both chosen to be trained, but although your sister was young, she always remembered that she was Chinese. For three years, no matter what methods were used, she could not be made to forget this. My aunt felt that her plan had failed and killed her in anger.”

Chu Xun's chest blazed with fury. The veins on the back of his hand, which was gripping Gong Yehaotian's collar, bulged. His hawk-like eyes turned bloodshot, and his cheeks clenched so tightly they pounded. The next moment, he slammed his fist into Gong Yehaotian's face. "Beast!"

Blood trickled from the corner of Miyano Koten's mouth. He, who had been tortured to the point of near death, completely passed out.

Emerging from the interrogation room, Chu Xun felt utterly powerless, experiencing a sense of bewilderment he had never felt before.

The news of Chu Xiang's death cast a shadow over the entire Chu family.

Although they had long suspected that Chu Xiang might no longer be alive, they still held onto a sliver of hope. Now that their hope was shattered, how could they not be sad and disappointed?

Chu Xingbang sat on the sofa, the TV was on, but his eyes were not focused.

Only when Li Xiyue sat down beside him did he snap out of his grief, managing a bitter smile. "Yueyue, go see A-Xun. Ever since he came back, he's locked himself in his study..."

Li Xiyue nodded, got up and went to the study to knock on the door, "A-Xun, may I come in?"

There was no sound inside, but the door was unlocked. Li Xiyue pushed the door open and went in, but didn't see anyone. She looked around and found him sitting in a corner, his whole body shrouded in shadow.

She walked over, knelt down in front of him, and softly called, "Ah Xun."

Upon hearing her voice, Chu Xun slowly raised his head, his eyes bloodshot and his handsome face haggard.

Li Xiyue's heart clenched.

As if afraid she would worry, Chu Xun forced a smile that looked more like a grimace, "Yueyue, I'm fine."

Li Xiyue knew he couldn't possibly be alright, but at this moment, any words of comfort seemed pale and powerless.

She sat down next to him, patted her shoulder, and said, "If you need, you can lean on my shoulder."