"Do you take us for fools?"
Qin Yuesheng said, "Believe it or not, it's up to you. Anyway, I'm offering you a way out. You should understand that with my strength, killing you is as easy as crushing an ant, so I have no need to deceive you with words."
The two looked at each other, and one asked, "Then release the pressure points on our bodies first."
Qin Yuesheng flicked his fingers twice, remotely unraveling the seals on their bodies with Inner Strength.
"What do you want to know, but these matters are of great importance to our sect, and the two of us would rather die than reveal them."
Qin Yuesheng said, "Just tell me about the origins and current situation of the White Lotus Saint Sect and the Yellow Turban Immortal Sect."
Under Qin Yuesheng's gaze, the two slowly recounted what they deemed permissible to say.
