In the shadows, Ye Xunhuan felt that the night and Tian Sha were somehow connected.
After all, when Antonio made his move, Tian Sha followed suit, and from Tian Sha's words, it wasn't hard to deduce that the night and Tian Sha were likely in league, dividing the labor.
Ye Xunhuan even guessed that this shadow was quite possibly Tian Sha's sister, but now all of this was just speculation and needed to be confirmed from this woman's mouth.
Facing Ye Xunhuan's icy words and his cruel demeanor, the woman showed no trace of fear on her pale face; she was entirely the same as before.
"Marshal, I've told you everything I know. Asking what I don't is useless!"
Ye Xunhuan sneered, "Looks like you won't cry until you see the coffin!"
The woman remained silent, staring fixedly at Ye Xunhuan.
"Huaxia's ancestors left many interrogation tools and methods for questioning prisoners in ancient times. Do you know?" Ye Xunhuan said plainly, "If you don't, I can enlighten you!"
