The government was sending out wives, and I ended up with a princess from the previous dynasty!

Jia Daoshi's actions left Zhao He both shocked, fearful, and furious.

"Dead people are useless to me."

Jia Daoshi smiled at Zhao He.

But that smile gave Zhao He goosebumps!

He knew it was all over!

This kid isn't letting me die, so he obviously wants more from me!

at the same time.

Jia Bing, Jia Hu, Yi Qianxiao, and Di Qinglin also came over.

"Jia Bing, you and Hu Zi clean up these bodies, um... take them to the grove behind and burn them all. As for this one, lock it up and you keep an eye on it yourself."

"Yes!"

Jia Bing nodded: "Don't worry, it will be cleaned up."

Jia Bing was quite happy to dispose of corpses. Last time, he killed several members of the Sun Moon Cult by the small river behind the village and obtained a lot of spoils from them afterwards.

As for detaining this bald man, that's no big deal.

Just treat him like a wild animal and put him in a cage.

These are basic skills for a hunter.

He's done this kind of thing quite often before.

“My lord, these are people from the Sun Moon Cult.”

Yi Qianxiao recognized him at a glance, and her expression became somewhat solemn.

“That’s right, they are people from the Sun Moon Cult.” Jia Daoshi nodded, then thought of something, “Call Steward Sun and have him go to No. 7 Wuyi Lane in Yilan County. Tell the owner there that I have something important to discuss with him.”

The person Jia Daoshi was looking for was Wu Qingye.

Now that the Sun Moon Cult has made its move, he certainly can't remain silent.

Last time, the people from the Sun Moon Cult almost killed Yuan Jin'er.

It was obvious that the other party had a grudge against this Ninth Prince.

Coincidentally, Wu Qingye had been causing trouble for the Sun Moon Cult recently.

However, the Sun Moon Cult was too well hidden, and even if Wu Qingye wanted to take revenge, he couldn't find a way. In so many days, he only killed a few insignificant disciples.

The biggest achievement was destroying a foothold of the Sun Moon Cult in Yilan County.

But such a foothold, if it's destroyed today, will reappear somewhere else tomorrow.

So Wu Qingye was seething with hatred, but there was nothing she could do.

The Sun Moon Cult, on the other hand, appeared completely unhurried.

If they could get the locations of the various branches and even the headquarters of the Sun Moon Cult from Zhao He, how could they remain so calm and collected?

This was exactly the effect Jia Daoshi wanted.

……

Wu Qingye has been extremely annoyed these past few days.

It's Chinese New Year!

Everyone was overjoyed!

But what about myself?

Yuan Jin'er was his right-hand woman, and she was almost killed!

They wanted revenge, but only managed to find a few small karaomi.

Killing these outer disciples was far from enough to vent his anger!

If we fail to inflict a serious blow on the Sun Moon Cult this time, and they continue to launch attacks and assassinations every now and then, what will become of us?

An open attack is easy to dodge, but what about a hidden arrow?

Therefore, Wu Qingye made a great decision this time and mobilized a lot of manpower.

He dispatched all his secret arrangements.

But in the end, the results were minimal, and not a single big fish was caught!

This made him feel extremely humiliated.

Even during the Lunar New Year, I'm not in a good mood.

night.

Wu Qingye drank some wine and set off a few fireworks and firecrackers, which improved his mood a little.

Back in the house, as he sat by the crackling brazier, feeling drowsy, a maidservant hurried in.

"Your Highness, someone has come to visit."

"Who could it be so late at night?"

"The visitor claimed to be Mr. Jia Daoshi's steward and said he had important business with the prince."

"Oh? Let him in."

"Yes."

Those who can speak directly to Wu Qingye are not ordinary servants; this maid is also a master.

……

at the same time.

Jia Daoshi was holding several silver needles and walking towards Zhao He.

At this moment, Zhao He was bound hand and foot, and several silver needles were inserted into his body!

His facial features were deformed from the pain!

As the toughest man in the Sun Moon Cult, Zhao He is already very capable of withstanding hardship.

However, he ultimately succumbed to Jia Daoshi's interrogation methods.

"Wait! I'll talk! Give me a quick death!"

Zhao He's face was contorted with rage, and it was as if he had used up all his strength to finish speaking!

"Give in already? That's boring. I thought you big shots in the underworld were so tough."

Jia Daoshi casually put down the silver needles in his hand and said with some lingering interest.

He learned these methods of torture and forced confessions while in the special forces.

It wasn't useful before the time travel, but it came in handy afterward.

Even a master like Zhao He eventually succumbed!

"You...you are a demon..."

In Zhao He's view, the Blood Pool of the Sun Moon Cult is the cruelest punishment in the world!

But compared to those few silver needles from the other party, he would rather go into the blood pool to feed the poisonous insects!

Before meeting Jia Daoshi, he would never have believed that such terrifying methods existed in the world!

As an elder of the Sun Moon Cult, he has seen countless forms of torture, and he has even personally experienced the Blood Pool!

This is also a test that one must go through to become an elder!

Because elders have access to the core secrets of the sect, if they are captured by the enemy, they will confess in no time, and the losses will be huge!

The results of it!

Even someone like Zhao He eventually gave in!

Those few needles from Jia Daoshi taught him what it truly meant to be worse than dead!

After the first injection, it feels like countless insects are biting your body, but you can't move your body at all.

If that were all, Zhao He could still hold on.

But with the second injection, his vision was taken away, and he felt as if he were in endless darkness, while his body was constantly going from hot to cold, as if he were in a cycle of ice and fire!

And these pains are slowly borne by one's lonely soul alone...

The third injection...

Anyway, after seven or eight injections in a row, he completely broke down!

What Sun Moon Cult, what elders, what secrets—get out of here!

He only wants to defect to the enemy now!

"Alright, enough of this nonsense. Answer my question, or the game continues."

Jia Daoshi pulled out a silver needle and restored Zhao He's hearing.

"Okay, okay... I'll tell you, I'll tell you everything..."

Soon, Jia Daoshi learned many of the core secrets of the Sun Moon Cult, including its organizational structure, the location of its headquarters, the locations of its branch altars, and some secret strongholds...

Jia Daoshi wrote down all these messages, which would be the best New Year's gift when Wu Qingye arrived.

A short while later, Wu Qingye's carriage appeared at the manor gate.

Butler Sun quickly came in to report.

"Mr. Jia, is there something important that you summoned me so late at night?"

Although Wu Qingye had been in a bad mood these past few days, he still greeted Jia Daoshi with a warm smile.

Jia Daoshi smiled and said, "It is indeed a bit presumptuous to ask His Highness to make this trip so late at night, but for His Highness, this trip will certainly not be in vain!"

"oh?"

Upon hearing Jia Daoshi's words, Wu Qingye's spirits lifted.