"It's all your fault for being around that woman." The fat, ball-like Wolong chuckled in surprise.
At this moment, the thin Fengchu hurriedly said, "Stop talking nonsense. Jing Teng is not far from here. If he finds out and comes over, it will be troublesome. Let's grab him and leave first, and then find a safe place to interrogate him slowly."
“Okay!” Wolong nodded hurriedly and reached out to put his hand on Zuan’s shoulder.
Zuan originally wanted to intervene, but after hearing their conversation, he decided to observe the situation first.
When Wolong's hand gripped his shoulder, he immediately felt a chilling aura rush up his shoulder and into his body. He secretly circulated the Primordial Chaos Scripture and instantly dispelled the chilling aura, while outwardly pretending to be subdued.
"As expected, he's just a weakling who can't even kill a chicken." Wolong easily grabbed Zu'an, his tone full of disdain.
Fengchu also breathed a sigh of relief: "Let's leave here first."
After saying that, the two of them quickly left with Zuan and arrived at the cave that had been prepared in advance.
"We're safe now," Wolong breathed a sigh of relief.
Fengchu looked around and said, "I'll go set up a trap now and then find a way to lure Jing Teng over. Keep a close eye on him and interrogate him while you're at it. Be careful."
"Don't worry, this pretty boy can't possibly cause any trouble," Wolong said dismissively.
Fengchu thought about it and agreed; dealing with Jing Teng was the priority, so he quickly slipped out to prepare.
Wolong then looked at Zuan: "Hey, pretty boy, answer whatever we ask you. If you cooperate obediently, I can spare you some pain."
Zu'an feigned panic and asked, "Who...who are you people?"
"Hehe, we're not human, but two great ghost generals under the Ghost King. My name is Wolong, and my companion is called Feng..." He paused halfway through his sentence, then glared at Zu'an with annoyance, "Should I ask you or should you ask me?"
"Ghost Generals?" Zu'an pondered to himself. He seemed to have heard before that the Ghost King had eight Ghost Generals under his command, each of whom was a top expert who dominated his own region. However, the guy in front of him seemed a bit out of place.
What do you want to ask?
“That’s more like it,” Wolong said, his contempt growing as he watched him cooperate. He thought to himself that this pretty boy was indeed unreliable. He hadn’t even used torture yet, and he had already confessed. As he spoke, he took out a candle and lit it. “Don’t try to fool me. This thing can tell whether you are telling the truth or lying. If you are lying, the flame will flicker.”
As they spoke, the candle was lit, and the flame inside seemed to be fixed in place, not moving at all.
Zu'an was greatly surprised: "There's such a thing? Why doesn't the Ghost King use this to judge the loyalty of your subordinates?"
"Who would dare to be disloyal to the Ghost King? This item is naturally of no use to the Ghost King." Wolong answered subconsciously, but then felt something was off. Why was the other person asking him a question again?
He coughed lightly and hurriedly asked, "Why did all the ghost king's attempts to capture you fail?"
“Because they are too weak,” Zaun replied.
Wolong glanced at the candle flame subconsciously; it remained motionless—the truth.
"How exactly did you defeat them? Logically speaking, you shouldn't have been able to do that with your strength."
Zuan replied, "Your intelligence is wrong; we are very strong."
Wolong thought to himself, "Just as I suspected: Could it be that Jing Teng's strength has already recovered to its former glory?"
Zuan was somewhat surprised, wondering if Jing Teng's peak strength was really that great, but he still replied, "She has too many secrets hidden about her, I don't know."
Wolong glanced at the candle and said, "The truth."
He was greatly shocked, realizing that the problem really did lie with Jing Teng!
"Just how strong is your Ghost King? How many of your Ghost Generals combined are you equivalent to in terms of combat power?" Zu'an asked curiously.
“The Ghost King is an invincible being; even the eight of us Ghost Generals combined are no match for him…” Wolong realized halfway through his answer, “You brat, I was the one asking you that question.”
Zu An ignored him and continued to ask, "I just saw your companion go out. Are you trying to lure Jing Teng over here?"
“Not bad,” he said with a hint of pride when talking about Wolong. “Although you’re a weakling, you’re handsome. Jing Teng has been quite attentive to you along the way. As long as we take you hostage, she’ll definitely take the bait. We’ve already set up forty-nine traps around here. No matter how strong she is, she’ll have no choice but to surrender once she comes.”
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