Linzi.
Today there is no wind or rain.
Having finished a day of questioning, Ji Zhaonan, in his silver armor and snow robe, walked down the long street expressionlessly.
As the direct disciple of Great Qi's War God Jiang Mengxiong, and a military commander with long-standing valor at The Gate of All Demons, he was given preferential treatment; he wasn't shackled or imprisoned in a heavenly prison.
He only needed to visit the Imperial City Inspection Mansion and be questioned by several experienced green card members, including Beiyar Commander Yang Weitong—the Military Division had already questioned him, but Beiyaduwei demanded another round.
Of course, no one dared to use torture on him, nor was there any verbal abuse.
Yet every person in the Imperial City Inspection Mansion was unusually indifferent. That hostility... he felt it clearly.
