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Huijun's body swayed precariously, and tears streamed down her face uncontrollably.

Zhan Yan actually solved the problem that she had been worried about, and even helped protect her family.

"Then... what should I do now?" She looked at Zhan Yan helplessly, as if she had grasped at the last straw.

Zhan Yan slowly spoke: "Cooperate with me. Not only will you protect your family, but you can also ensure that Rong Jue receives the punishment he deserves."

Huijun is not a weak woman. Over the years, she has practiced medicine on her own and can naturally distinguish between good and bad people.

She could tell that Zhan Yihou was a trustworthy person.

She nodded almost immediately: "Okay, I'll work with you."

She took the bottle of putrefied flesh from the medicine box and threw it on the ground: "This is the poison Rong Jue gave me. He told me to mix it into your medicine. Once you are poisoned, there will be no cure, and you will soon turn into a pile of rotting flesh."

Zhan Yan looked at the shattered porcelain bottle on the ground, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.

He said, "Next, we'll turn the tables on him. You'll poison me as Rong Jue instructed, then send him false information to lure him into a trap."

Huijun nodded and immediately focused on changing his dressing again.

Before long, news of Zhan Yan's sudden coma spread.

Upon hearing this, Rong Jue, who had been hiding behind the fishing hut, gave a cruel smile.

He murmured under his breath, "Even the Marquis of Zhanyi of the Sheng Dynasty is nothing more than this. I will personally cut off your head and offer it as a sacrifice to Lord Minde!"

The thought of Min De's tragic death filled him with a狰狞 (zhengning, meaning ferocious or hideous) expression.

Without further hesitation, he immediately headed towards the dilapidated temple.

He believed that Doctor Huijun would soon come to report back.

He waited for about half an hour before finally hearing hurried footsteps outside.

Immediately afterward, Huijun rushed in carrying a medicine box. She gritted her teeth and said, "I have done everything you said. Zhan Yan is about to die now. Where are my family members? Where have you hidden them?"

A sinister smile flashed across Rong Jue's face as he sneered, "Zhan Yan is about to die, how can you possibly survive? As for your family, you can go to the underworld to reunite!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a sharp longsword slashed down towards Doctor Huijun's head.

A man in black suddenly rushed in and quickly pulled Doctor Huijun backward.

Rong Jue's expression changed drastically, and he asked in surprise, "Zhan Yan, you're actually unharmed?"

Zhan Yan sneered, "Can't you see it now? Hui Jun has already been rescued by my men, why would she give me poison?"

A chill ran through Rong Jue's eyes, and he instinctively gripped the longsword in his hand tighter.

His gaze swept over Huijun, who was being protected by men in black, and then towards the guards gradually closing in behind Zhan Yan. A hint of panic finally surfaced on his face.

But the panic was fleeting. He suddenly pulled a black token from his pocket and shouted sternly, "I am the Grand Protector of the Heavenly Mandate Hall. Who dares to touch me?"

Zhan Yan coldly said, "The remnants of the Heavenly Mandate Palace conspired with Min Yue to murder the king. Today is your death day."

The guards rushed forward, their long swords drawn, gleaming coldly.

Although Rong Jue was skilled in martial arts, he was no match for the many hands he had. In addition, his internal energy had been injured by Zhan Yan earlier, and he gradually lost ground after a few rounds.

He caught sight of a broken window beside him, and with a sudden burst of strength, he pushed aside the imperial guards in front of him and turned to jump out the window to escape.

"Where do you think you're going!" Zhan Yan flashed, blocking the window like a ghost, his broken sword pointing straight at his throat.

Rong Jue's pupils contracted sharply, and he hurriedly dodged to the side, but Zhan Yan seized his wrist and pressed him against the wall with such force that his bones cracked.

"Let me go!" Rong Jue struggled and roared, his face flushed red. "Zhan Yan, don't be so smug! The foundation of the Heavenly Mandate Hall remains unshaken, and our believers are all over the world. Aren't you afraid of implicating your family?"

Zhan Yan ignored him and signaled the guards to bring out chains and bind Rong Jue tightly.

Zhan Yan looked at Rong Jue, his tone icy: "Rong Jue, if you confess honestly, perhaps I can spare your life. Tell me, where is Min Yue hiding?"

Upon hearing this, Rong Jue's eyes flickered slightly, then regained their arrogance: "Min Yue? Why should I tell you? She is the hope of our Heavenly Mandate Hall, and sooner or later she will lead us to restore the glory of Hall Master Min De. Zhan Yan, you want to capture her? You're dreaming!"

Zhan Yan frowned slightly and tightened his grip: "Don't be stubborn. Min Yue murdered the king, and she cannot escape her guilt! If you can reveal her whereabouts, I might leave you a whole corpse."

Rong Jue scoffed, his eyes full of disdain: "I, Rong Jue, was born a member of the Heavenly Mandate Palace, and I will die a ghost of the Heavenly Mandate Palace. How could I betray it just to survive? Zhan Yan, give up on that idea. I won't say anything."

He knew all too well how important Min Yue was to the Heavenly Mandate Palace. If he revealed her whereabouts, not only would he be branded a traitor, but the entire Heavenly Mandate Palace would also be plunged into crisis. No matter how Zhan Yan pressured him, he would never compromise.

Zhan Yan looked at his stubborn appearance, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.

He said no more and gestured to the guards to take Rong Jue away and lock him in the prison cart that had been prepared.

The prison van slowly drove away from the dilapidated temple and headed towards the town.

Rong Jue was locked in a prison cart, his hands and feet chained together, unable to move.

He watched the scenery rushing past the window, his eyes filled with malice. He was unwilling to be captured like this, and even more unwilling to see the great cause of the Heavenly Mandate Hall destroyed in an instant.

He hated Huijun's betrayal; if it weren't for her, he wouldn't have ended up like this.

Throughout the journey, Rong Jue remained silent, refusing to answer any questions from the guards.

Even under severe torture, he gritted his teeth and didn't utter a single word. He had only one thought in his mind: to keep track of Min Yue's whereabouts so that the Heavenly Mandate Palace could one day make a comeback.

Zhan Yan sat in the carriage, his brow furrowed as he looked out at the prison cart. He knew Rong Jue was a tough nut to crack, and getting Min Yue's whereabouts out of him would be no easy task. But he also knew that until Min Yue was captured, he couldn't completely eradicate the remnants of the Heavenly Mandate Hall and fulfill the wishes of the King of Wu.

Just then, Shadow Soul suggested, "Master, why don't we use torture on Rong Jue and see if he confesses?"

Zhan Yan shook his head: "Torture can extract confessions, but it may also make him talk nonsense and mislead us. Besides, Rong Jue is the Grand Protector of the Heavenly Mandate Hall. We need to get definite information from him before we can capture Min Yue in one fell swoop."

Shadow Soul nodded and said no more. He knew that Zhan Yan had considered things more thoroughly.

Halfway through their journey, the convoy was suddenly attacked by the remnants of the Heavenly Mandate Palace. Dozens of men in black emerged from the woods on either side, wielding sharp blades, and charged towards the prison cart. They were clearly there to rescue Rong Jue.

"Protect the prison cart!" Zhan Yan gave the order, and the Imperial Guards immediately drew their swords and engaged in a fierce battle with the men in black.