Chapter 60: Interrogation

"Little guy, do you think I'm right?"

I'll 'little guy' your head! Huo Yuhao cursed inwardly, sighing softly, "Senior, you are a titled Douluo, why bother toying with a nobody like me?"

The blue-clad beauty beside him glanced at Huo Yuhao, saying nothing, as if she didn't exist.

"Heh heh, a mere three rings and you can easily kill five Soul Sects, and chase a Soul King into desperate flight. If that counts as a nobody, then these disciples in our sect are even less presentable," the old man chuckled.

The old man noticed Huo Yuhao's abnormality, tore off a roasted lamb leg, and handed it to Huo Yuhao.

After a brief moment of panic, Huo Yuhao calmed down. He also understood that this old thing was ridiculously strong. Killing him probably wouldn't be much more troublesome than crushing an ant. What's done is done.

Taking the lamb leg, Huo Yuhao hesitated for a moment before tearing off the hood on his head and eating heartily. He hadn't had a hot meal for days.

Mm, the taste is very OK.

The blue-clad beauty was stunned when she saw Huo Yuhao's face. The young man in front of her was only about thirteen years old, and his dirty face still had a hint of childishness, which was somewhat incongruous with the guy who had sent the Soul King scurrying.

At the old thing's signal, someone brought up a few bottles of wine. Huo Yuhao first tasted a little. It was slightly sweet and not spicy, so he drank it with confidence.

The other two were stunned for a moment when they saw this little guy being so open, and then they both laughed.

"Little guy, what are the origins of those guys? Why were they chasing you?" the old man asked casually, gnawing on a lamb leg.

The blue-clad beauty beside him looked at her Sect Master with a somewhat surprised expression. When did this person become so talkative?

Huo Yuhao put down the lamb leg, which was only half left, "This junior doesn't know either. This junior wanted to interrogate them, but…"

Of course, the result was interrupted by you bastards, Huo Yuhao thought.

The old guy didn't say anything when he heard this. Soon, someone brought over the young man with a broken arm.

"Junior Cui Lian has met senior. Thank you for your sect's rescue. This junior is grateful. The Dai family of the Star Luo Empire will definitely reward you handsomely." As soon as the young man came over, he saw a few people drinking and eating meat, seemingly chatting happily. Immediately, his heart skipped a beat. Don't look at his beautiful words, he was actually trying to intimidate them with his status.

"It was Madam who sent you here." Hearing this, Huo Yuhao instantly knew the origins of these people. The Dai family of the Star Luo Empire was the White Tiger Duke's Mansion. Yes, if there were any enemies, it would only be the Dai family.

What a bitch, truly persistent, Huo Yuhao's eyes filled with intense killing intent.

He just didn't expect the Dai family to find him so quickly. Huo Yuhao remembered that in the original plot, the Dai family had no impression of him, the trash in their eyes, until Huo Yuhao gradually revealed his identity later.

Meeting Huo Yuhao's cold gaze, Cui Lian shuddered.

"Heh heh, the Dai family, a family that can't even protect the throne, dares to use it to suppress this old man," the old man said mockingly.

Cui Lian's face flushed red, "That was the incompetence of the ancestors, and the Patriarch shouldn't have to pay for it." Because of excitement, Cui Lian's tone became a little higher.

Huo Yuhao: "…"

What's the situation? Why did they suddenly start pursuing historical responsibility?

The Dai family's servants are basically retired veterans under Dai Hao's command, and they have great loyalty to Dai Hao. Just like now, this young man immediately became angry when he heard the old man disrespecting his Patriarch.

"Presumptuous," the blue-clad beauty slammed the table and stood up, and a terrifying pressure pressed towards Cui Lian. A small Soul King actually dared to threaten their titled Douluo.

Cui Lian also regretted it a little after speaking, knowing that he had misspoke.

Facing the pressure of the titled Douluo, Cui Lian, who was already seriously injured, had no power to resist. Immediately, his throat tasted sweet, and he spat out a mouthful of blood, his face as pale as paper.

"Alright, Hongyue, let them solve their own grievances," the old man said.

Hearing this, the blue-clad beauty slowly sat down, her beautiful eyes coldly sweeping over Cui Lian.

The old man did not protect Cui Lian, but was rather disgusted. Huo Yuhao secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and also mocked this dog thing for not thinking before speaking.

"Who revealed my whereabouts to you?" Huo Yuhao looked at Cui Lian and asked in a cold voice. "He must figure this out.

"Will you let me go if I tell you?" Cui Lian seemed to be going all out, his tone mocking.

"Answer me, and I will give you a quick death." After Huo Yuhao finished speaking, he continued: "Believe me, as long as I don't agree, you won't even be able to commit suicide in your current state."

Cui Lian didn't speak, but just raised a middle finger at Huo Yuhao, the expression on his face seemed to be saying: "Come on, hurt me."

Seeing this, Huo Yuhao smiled. He just waved his hand, and a Blood Flame Thorn shot out, accurately piercing into the nail seam of the middle finger Cui Lian raised.

Huo Yuhao also deliberately controlled the strength, so that the Blood Flame Thorn did not directly lift Cui Lian's fingernail, but was in a state where it was about to fall off, which was the most painful.

"You can continue to be stubborn, anyway, you still have nine fingers, I can slowly stab them, and also your toes."

This Cui Lian also had a bit of perseverance. Although his whole body was constantly convulsing, he stubbornly held back without saying a word.

The old man and the blue-clad beauty watched with interest.

To be a man, you must be trustworthy. So, next, Huo Yuhao filled Cui Lian's fingers and toes with Blood Flame Thorns.

After doing this, Huo Yuhao took out a cup from his arms, then poured a small amount of water into it, heated it on the fire, and then added salt, chili, cumin…

This operation stunned a few people. What was he going to do, make something to eat? Was he not interrogating Cui Lian?

But soon they understood. Huo Yuhao brought the secret soup to Cui Lian, then grabbed Cui Lian's hair, kept his face facing up, and then…

In an instant, Cui Lian's eyes widened, his eyeballs protruding high, and his body struggled violently.

After doing this, Huo Yuhao no longer asked Cui Lian to confess, anyway, if you don't say it, I will continue to serve dishes.

Then, then the blue-clad beauty turned her head and stopped looking. The scene behind was really a bit spicy.

Suddenly, the strong Cui Lian screamed like a pig being slaughtered.

This move even made the old man's mouth twitch, forming a physical injury and mental crit on the man.

[Yesterday's recommendation votes were very powerful, far exceeding expectations, but I found that readers are relatively aloof and don't like to comment or bubble.]

[Because of the plot setting of this book, there are inevitably some similarities with the original work in the front. In fact, when I first started writing the book, I wanted to add more words. Looking back now, it's really watery, I'm too lazy to change it, and also because the plot needs it, it can't be completely skipped.]

[Yesterday I updated a lot, not to say I wanted recommendation votes, mainly I felt uncomfortable with the water myself, I just wanted to enter the main line quickly.]

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