In a chaotic world of infrastructure development, a woman's path to survival after being reborn

These words successfully silenced the King of Wu. He looked at Zhao Zexuan and said, "Since you've come here, you must already know the ins and outs of this matter. What do you plan to do?"

Looking at the disheveled King Wu before him, Zhao Zexuan showed no pity and did not intend to answer his question. Instead, he asked, "Is the person who truly controls Wu City now Huo Liang, whom you mentioned? What is his background?"

Faced with Zhao Zexuan's attitude, King Wu was furious, but he hated the culprit who had brought him to this predicament even more.

"It was Huo Liang, that heartless bastard. He encouraged me to concoct an elixir of immortality. He told me he had a way to unify the world, but it was all a lie. He's a madman with a broken heart," the King of Wu said angrily.

"So you believed him, which led you to this predicament and caused the near-total annihilation of the people of Wucheng. I really don't know if you're just stupid or just plain stupid," Zhao Zexuan said sarcastically without any mercy.

Upon hearing this, the King of Wu's face turned pale and then red. He truly hadn't expected such an outcome. Had he known, he certainly wouldn't have been so easily deceived.

"That person's methods were indeed strange, and I was just careless and deceived. It's not my fault," King Wu couldn't help but defend himself.

Such an explanation was utter nonsense to Zhao Zexuan; even at this point, he still claimed it was no wonder he was being blamed.

If the timing weren't still right and he didn't have to be spared, Zhao Zexuan would have sent him on his way long ago, and there would be no need for him to listen to this nonsense.

The nonsense continued, and King Wu continued to defend himself, "I didn't do it on purpose. If you can defeat that heartless bastard Huo Liang, can you spare my life? Look at me now, I've already been tortured enough, I'm pitiful enough."

These words were infuriating, and Zhao Zexuan's desire to send the man to his death grew stronger. To avoid losing control and resorting to violence, Zhao Zexuan coldly warned, "Don't say anything later, or you'll bear the consequences."

When King Wu heard this, he thought Zhao Zexuan had agreed to his request, so he happily nodded in agreement and promised not to mention it again.

Upon exiting the house, the soldiers couldn't help but remark upon seeing the King of Wu still grinning foolishly inside, "No wonder he was so easily deceived; we've never seen anyone so naive before."

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Time passed quietly, and before anyone knew it, the people in the tunnel had changed. Midnight was fast approaching, and everyone was waiting for the person behind the scenes to arrive.

With a clang, the tunnel door was opened. Footsteps were heard, and soon, an old man in a white robe with a full white beard slowly entered the tunnel, surrounded by his entourage.

After the old man arrived at the tunnel, he took a deep, greedy breath and said to his attendant, "Why are the workers so slow today? It's not as lively as usual."

Upon hearing this, the soldiers scattered throughout the area understood the old man's meaning. This man had treated the screams of people as a spectacle, which was extremely cruel.

Like master, like servant. For example, the servant behind the old man immediately bowed and said, "Master, rest assured, this servant will go and urge them on in a moment. I will make sure they learn their lesson and know the consequences of not working quickly."

Hearing this, the old man seemed quite satisfied, nodded, and said in a condescending manner, "Be gentle when you work, after all, we still have to continue working."

After giving his instructions, the old man seemed to remember something and said in a playful tone, "How is our King Wu these days? Is he eating and sleeping well? Don't say that I, his subordinate, am mistreating him."

As soon as these words were spoken, a follower immediately flattered him, saying, "Master, you are so considerate of the King of Wu. He should be grateful to you. How could he possibly say that you are mistreating him? That would be too ungrateful."

The old man came to this tunnel every day, so how could he not know the current situation of the King of Wu? When he heard the attendant's words of agreement, he smiled and nodded, saying, "You're right. I've been so good to him, how could he still resent me? It's been a long time since we've seen the King of Wu. Let's go and pay our respects to him today."

Before anyone could react, the old man walked familiarly into a room in the far corner.

The old man entered the house roughly, and upon seeing King Wu, he asked with concern, "King Wu, are you feeling better now? Did you enjoy today's meal?"

Upon hearing that familiar yet repulsive voice, the King of Wu couldn't help but raise his head and spit out, "You heartless beast, you dare to deceive me! You will get your retribution sooner or later!"

These past few days, the old man, Huo Liangxin, had only seen the King of Wu being humble and obsequious. But today, for some reason, he suddenly became assertive, which puzzled the old man.

"King Wu, how can you say that? Isn't it good for you to stay here? You have people serving you, your meals are delivered on time, and I take care of everything in the city for you. Aren't you satisfied?" Huo Liang said with a puzzled look.

Upon hearing this, the King of Wu's face turned extremely ugly. He spat at Huo Liang and cursed, "Who told you to take charge? You heartless bastard, I feel uncomfortable just looking at you."

These words were definitely not right. The King of Wu's attitude had changed too much, which made the already sensitive Huo Liang immediately realize that something was wrong. He took a few steps forward and grabbed the King of Wu's neck tightly, saying, "Speak, was someone here? Were they your former subordinates? Did they promise to take you out, so you have the courage to say this to me!"

Huo Liang's sudden outburst startled the King of Wu. He felt his breathing become increasingly rapid, and his face turned a deep purplish-blue, as if he were about to die at any moment.

Just as he was about to die, the large hand that had been gripping his neck finally released its grip, and the King of Wu gasped for breath in relief.

Huo Liang, having lowered his hand, remained expressionless, staring intently at the King of Wu, and threatened him word by word: "You'd better tell me now who came to see you, or today will be your death day."

The feeling of being on the verge of death is unbearable, and not everyone can endure it. King Wu could not bear it. For example, at this moment, under Huo Liang's threat, he had completely forgotten Zhao Zexuan's original instructions and hurriedly begged for mercy, "Let me go, let me go, and I will tell you who it is."

Upon hearing this, Huo Liang's face regained its gentle smile, and he said softly, "Alright, tell the truth. If you tell the truth, I'll let you go, and I'll even have someone give you extra food."

The change in attitude made the King of Wu tremble violently. He said, "Yes..."

However, before he could finish speaking, a noise came from outside, and a voice said, "Do you want to see me?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Zexuan slowly walked out from outside, surrounded by soldiers.

Upon seeing this, Huo Liang's eyes widened in disbelief as he shouted, "Who are you? How did you get here?"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Zexuan retorted, "Who do you think we are? Of course, we're here to deal with you."

Huo Liang wasn't stupid either. The moment Zhao Zexuan and his group appeared, he keenly sensed that something was wrong. At this moment, he couldn't care about anything else and shouted, "Help! Help!"

However, all his efforts were in vain, because no one outside could respond to his orders. The men he brought had been captured the moment they separated, and the few people waiting beside him were now also tied up.

From being the center of attention to being a prisoner, it only took a moment. Huo Liang stared resentfully at the knife held to his neck, his face filled with hatred.

Taking down the person means the operation is half successful, and there are some things that need to be questioned thoroughly.

All matters within the tunnel have been taken over by Zhao Zexuan's men, so it can be said that it is now very safe. Therefore, Zhao Zexuan does not mind publicly interrogating Huo Liang and the other people behind the scenes in front of everyone.

"Tell me, what is your purpose in doing this? You've gone to such lengths to put Wucheng in this predicament. What are you trying to achieve?" Zhao Zexuan asked.

Bound and thrown in front of everyone, Huo Liang, forced to kneel on the ground, was filled with resentment. His long period of power had made him forget his past as someone who was driven by others, and he felt extremely humiliated.

Faced with Zhao Zexuan's question, he remained stubbornly silent, his face full of disdain, as if no one could force him to speak.

Seeing Huo Liang's "unyielding" appearance, Zhao Zexuan sneered, then lost his patience and ordered his soldiers to teach him a lesson.

The soldier had long disliked Huo Liang, and upon receiving the order, he naturally showed no mercy, stepping forward and kicking the man several meters away.

Huo Liang, who was kicked several meters away, couldn't help but cry out in pain. Before he could react, he was forced to endure a barrage of punches and kicks, so painful that he didn't even have a chance to scream.

The culprit was punished in this way, which made people feel a little relieved. The one-sided beating did not last long, mainly because they were afraid that the person would die before he could confess.

The soldier stepped back, revealing Huo Liang with a bruised and swollen face. Zhao Zexuan looked at this scene without a trace of sympathy, and instead asked again, "Have you thought through the previous question now?"

The physical pain hadn't subsided, and the fear of being beaten remained. Upon hearing this, Huo Liang immediately said, "Think it through. I'll tell you everything."

Upon hearing this, the soldiers who had been waiting around Huo Liang with anticipation took a few steps back in disappointment, waiting for Huo Liang to give his explanation.

“These are chaotic times, and everyone has the same goal: to seize power and conquer the world. My goal is the same as yours; I also want this world.” Huo Liang emphasized, staring at Zhao Zexuan with a righteous air.

Before Zhao Zexuan could even speak after Huo Liang said this, Mo Nan, who had long disliked him, couldn't help but sneer, "You're so old, yet you still think so much. You think you can have the world?"

Provoked by Mo Nan's undisguised sarcasm, Huo Liang suddenly widened his eyes and roared, "What, do you think I can't afford this world? I want this world more than any of you."

"As long as, as long as my experiment succeeds this time, the world will be mine, it will be mine."

Seeing Huo Liang's face contorted with rage, Zhao Zexuan remained unfazed, calmly shattering his illusions, saying, "Unfortunately, your experiment will never succeed, and you will never live to see that day."

Because of those words, Huo Liang deflated instantly, like a punctured balloon, and his already aged face looked even older.

"Where is the antidote? Hand it over!" Zhao Zexuan said, looking at the dejected Huo Liang, his tone carrying a hidden threat.

I thought that Huo Liang would tell the truth now that things had come to this, but instead of being afraid, he became even more audacious.

"Hahaha, after all that, you just want the antidote, huh? Too bad, I don't have it. If you want the antidote, you'll have to figure it out yourselves."

"However, I kindly remind you that an antidote is not so easy to develop, and may never be developed. I advise you that if you are worried that these crazed people will harm you, then you should kill them all to prevent future troubles."

These words were truly hateful. Standing behind him, Mo Nan couldn't help but step forward and kick him, angrily rebuking him: "Nonsense! You're the one who caused this illness. How could you not have an antidote? Are you trying to fool us?"

Already injured, Huo Liang was kicked again, causing him to cough up blood. Even so, he remained arrogant, laughing as he said to the crowd, "You've already interrogated my men and know there's no antidote, so why do you keep asking? Don't you believe it?"

Such an arrogant attitude was infuriating. Just as Mo Nan was about to kick him again, Zhao Zexuan stopped him.

"Since he refuses to talk now, we'll force him to talk. We have plenty of ways to torture people. If one isn't enough, we'll use two, and if two aren't enough, we'll use three. Let's see how long he can hold out."

"Doesn't he enjoy watching others suffer? Let him experience it all himself. During this time, let the doctor administer medication, and whatever you do, make sure he doesn't die."

Zhao Zexuan's words were undoubtedly a slap in the face to Huo Liang, immediately silencing him and turning him into a resentful stare at Zhao Zexuan.

Mo Nan felt relieved to hear Zhao Zexuan's instructions and immediately agreed loudly, indicating that he would send people to keep a close eye on Huo Liang and would not give him any chance to catch his breath.

The beating he had just received had filled Huo Liang with fear. He dared not imagine what he would face next, and roared, "You bunch of trash, you only dare to use dirty tricks on me. If you have the guts, fight me face to face! If you hadn't taken advantage of my weakness, I wouldn't be in this situation."

"A face-to-face confrontation? You really dare to dream of that. You're just a rat in the gutter, always resorting to underhanded tricks. Now you're talking to us about being fair and square?" Mo Nan said sarcastically.

After saying that, Mo Nan didn't wait for Huo Liang to speak again. He took a rag from the soldier and stuffed it into Huo Liang's mouth, preventing him from saying anything more.

Seeing this, Zhao Zexuan did not stop them. He waved for the soldiers to take the people out, as the tunnel still needed to be cleaned up.