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Looking at Little Wood with eager eyes, there was nothing sincere or remorseful in those eyes.
Ling Mo Xie had a cold expression and said, "You are not sorry for me, but for those people you have oppressed!" After saying that, he kicked him in the stomach, sending him flying.
Bai Yunfei shouted as he ran over with the person in his hands: "You're too violent!"
Ling Mo Xie rolled his eyes and looked at Bai Yunfei: "If you're so capable and not violent, then you do it!"
After saying that, he snatched the “Adventurer” from Bai Yunfei, squinting at him and saying, "'Adventurer', huh? You bunch of little thugs dare to call yourselves Adventurer? At least you are the local bullies around here. Now tell me, where did that woman in this house go?"
Ling Mo Xie pointed at Zeng Zhou's shabby tent, speaking in a threatening tone.
The small thug being held by Ling Mo Xie finally looked up to examine the nearby makeshift tent. His eyes widened, his body trembled a few times, and with drooping eyelids, he stammered, "N-no, I don't know! I really don't know. Let me go! I promise I won't oppress good people anymore!"
Ling Mo Xie looked down at him and sneered inwardly. Did he think I was a three-year-old child? From his reaction just now, it was clear he knew but was unwilling to say. It seemed that woman's situation wasn't good at all!
Ling Mo Xie turned to glance at the honest-looking Young Lady child who was watching him and Bai Yunfei's Zeng Zhou, sighing inwardly. What a pitiful person.
"Don't know, huh? Sigh! What a pity!" Ling Mo Xie said deliberately while shaking his head.
"W-what's so pity?" the small thug asked with some confusion.
Ling Mo Xie smiled wickedly and said to him, "Think about it. Since I asked you something and you don’t know, then you must be useless, right? Since you're useless, why should I keep you around?"
As he spoke, he intentionally released his aura and pretended to channel Spiritual Energy.
The small thug shivered and quickly shouted, "Stop... Stop! I know, I know! I'll tell you right now!"
"Hmph!" Ling Mo Xie let out a heavy snort through his nose and directly threw the small thug onto the ground. Not worried about him escaping, he crossed his arms and looked down at him expressionlessly, saying, "Now tell me! What’s going on? Where is that woman?"
The thug lay on the ground as if drained of energy, hesitating slightly. A flash of anger crossed Ling Mo Xie's eyes. Was this guy messing with him?
"Bang!" Ling Mo Xie stomped heavily on the thug's chest. "Are you going to talk or not? I just heard you mention the Eastern City Association, and I know there are others who want to know about this too. If you don’t speak up..."
Ling Mo Xie wore a gentle smile, but his words were as sharp as a cold wind. "Don't worry, I won't let you die so easily. You'll get to experience Ling Chi, Scraping Bones, Bleeding, and whatever else related to the Soul."
"You... you demon!" The thug trembled at the thought of how he usually dealt with disobedient people, and remembering Ling Mo Xie's words filled his eyes with fear.
Ling Mo Xie rolled his eyes and casually sat on the thug. He began to "chat" with him unhurriedly. "Who do you think is the real demon here? I hope you understand! How many innocent people have you oppressed? How many precious things have you taken from them? How many lives have you ruined?"
"And I'm just bullying a scoundrel like you. Sure, my methods might be a bit rough, my tone a bit harsh, and my torture a bit severe... but I still consider myself a good person! Right?" Ling Mo Xie said with an air of righteousness.
His expression clearly conveyed that he was a great person.
The thug's lips twitched. I don't know if you're a good person, but... to me, you're definitely a demon!
But naturally, he didn't dare to say that out loud. With tears in his eyes, he reluctantly praised, "Yes, you're a good person; I think so too..."
"Then hurry up and tell me where that woman went! Otherwise, I'll have to use my good methods on you!" Ling Mo Xie's expression changed as he threatened the thug.
The thug was stunned by Ling Mo Xie's unpredictable mood swings until another slap from Ling Mo Xie brought him back to reality.
"I'll talk! I'll talk! This... this woman..." The thug stammered, glancing at Ling Mo Xie's fierce gaze. He quickly lowered his head in resignation and said, "I really don't know! She was offered to me by Little Wood; I hadn't even enjoyed her yet before the boss took her away."
Upon hearing this, Zeng Zhou, who had been standing quietly in front of the tent, suddenly rushed over and grabbed the thug by the collar, excitedly saying, "What did you say? You said she..."
Zeng Zhou couldn't continue speaking; he could only weakly release his grip and crouch down, sobbing quietly.
The Young Lady child beside him was completely unaware of what was happening, pouting and asking, “Where is Mother? Why isn’t Mother at home?”
Ling Mo Xie observed the scene, lifted his foot, and kicked the little thug away, grabbing him by the neck. He reassured the two, “Don’t worry, I will make a trip to the Eastern City Association. For now, you both follow me back to the Ling Family!”
The little thug, held by Ling Mo Xie by the neck, trembled all over. The Ling Family? Had their actions already drawn the attention of those Big Families?
That shouldn’t be the case; they posed no threat to the status and interests of the Big Families. How could they possibly be bothered to pay attention to them?
The little thug kept pondering, and finally shook his head in despair. He was already captured; whether he could survive was still uncertain. Why waste time worrying about such things?
“This… this isn’t too good, right?” Zeng Zhou looked down at himself hesitantly and said.
Ling Mo Xie’s expression turned stern as he spoke authoritatively, “Then where else do you have to go? Follow me!”
Zeng Zhou shrank his neck and nodded, standing behind Ling Mo Xie with the Young Lady child.
Ling Mo Xie showed a helpless expression. What kind of person was this? Only by being a bit fierce would they listen.
Ling Mo Xie glanced in the direction of Bai Yunfei, where Little Wood had already been “gently” tortured into a state unrecognizable.
Seeing Ling Mo Xie looking over, Bai Yunfei kicked the already dead Little Wood away and suggested to him, “Should we drag this guy to the middle of these tents and hang him on a post? It would serve as a good warning to these unruly people not to take advantage of the chaos like this guy did and oppress the good.”
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