"Apply severe torture!"
"Ah!" Zhou Tong was horrified, his knees buckling as he fell to the ground:
"Spare me, elder, spare me, Commandery Princess, Young Master Song's death has absolutely nothing to do with me. If I'm lying, let me be struck by lightning!"
"Elder." Li Yingxuan sighed softly:
"His words are somewhat untruthful; he must be hiding his purpose of going to the South Suburb, but it's unrelated to Young Master Song's death."
"And the Heart-Questioning Mirror showed little reaction, indicating no major issue."
"Hmph!" The Mad Daoist snorted coldly:
"What?"
"Does the Commandery Princess intend to shield this person?"
"It's not shielding..." Li Yingxuan opened her mouth, then sighed helplessly:
"Forget it!"
"Zhou Tong, you have surely hidden something. Stay in the cell for two days, come out once we confirm everything is cleared."
"Commandery Princess!" Zhou Tong's face changed dramatically, crawling forward on the ground:
