Chapter 580
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Chapter 580: One Person Is Enough!
“You know too much, but unfortunately, you haven’t reached the level where you can know everything yet.” The man said softly.
Yú Tiānmíng’s face alternated between pale and flushed, anger burning inside him, yet he dared not explode.
The man before him was so confident, which made him feel insecure.
“If I agree to serve your master, what benefits will my Yú family receive?” Yú Tiānmíng asked.
“Benefits? Too many, more than you can imagine,” the man said. “One day, you will know the master’s ultimate goal, and at the same time, you will get everything you want. But before that, you must obey and work hard for the master.”
Yú Tiānmíng looked at the man, wringing his hands, his heart deeply conflicted.
Given his temperament and the Yú family’s position in the Eastern Capital, he neither liked nor wanted to take orders from others.
Even when dealing with Fú Yúnhè before, both parties operated on the basis of cooperation.
But now this man demanded loyalty, 100% obedience!
This would essentially turn the Yú family into someone else’s tool, a subordinate family.
In terms of status and reputation, this was undoubtedly a form of degradation.
But on the other hand, if the other party truly had the ability to manipulate the Martial Arts Association, then Yú Tiānmíng and the Yú family had no way to resist!
Because their biggest backer, Fú Yúnhè, was already dead!
The Yú family now urgently needed a new patron.
If the master this man spoke of was truly so powerful, the Yú family would not be unwilling to become his subordinate.
“Can you give me time to consider?” Yú Tiānmíng asked after some thought.
“Master Yú, don’t you understand yet? You and the Yú family have no other choice now,” the man said, narrowing his eyes. “If you refuse, you will immediately become the prime suspect in the Luó family massacre, and the Yú family will be finished as well.”
“You…” Yú Tiānmíng’s face turned green, too angry to speak.
Faced with such a direct threat, his usually scheming mind couldn’t come up with any countermeasures.
At this moment, a buzzing sound came from the man’s pocket.
The man took out his phone and answered the call.
“What?” The man’s expression changed slightly, then he said, “Alright, I understand.”
Yú Tiānmíng watched the man without speaking.
“You have no time to think anymore. Tell me now, will you pledge loyalty to my master, or…” the man said coldly.
“I… choose to pledge loyalty,” Yú Tiānmíng finally yielded.
“Good.” The man took out a talisman from the storage pouch at his waist.
He chanted an incantation, then pressed the talisman against Yú Tiānmíng’s forehead.
Yú Tiānmíng wanted to dodge but wasn’t fast enough.
The talisman emitted a flash of light, entered Yú Tiānmíng’s body, and disappeared.
“Now, you are one of us. Come, let me open your eyes and show you how we deal with your thorn in the flesh,” the man said.
“What do you mean?” Yú Tiānmíng, still dazed from having a talisman enter his body, asked.
“Fāng Chángshēng and his companion have voluntarily surrendered themselves at the Eastern Capital Martial Arts Association headquarters,” the man said slowly.
“Surrendered!?” Yú Tiānmíng’s expression changed, his tone surprised.
“There might be a trick, but since they’ve delivered themselves to our doorstep, they certainly won’t be able to leave… You’ll soon see our master’s capabilities,” the man said in an ominous tone.
…
Eastern Capital Martial Arts Association headquarters, interrogation room.
“Fāng Chángshēng, Lín Búbài, do you admit that last night, on November 23rd, you two infiltrated the Luó family residence and killed all sixty-nine members of the family?”
Fāng Yǔ and Lín Bàtiān sat at one end of the interrogation table, their hands and feet locked.
These weren’t ordinary locks but magical artifacts that not only restrained one’s limbs but also suppressed the release of true energy from the body. They were similar to the artifact Yì Duànliú used to trap Bái Rán, but far less powerful.
“We didn’t kill anyone,” Fāng Yǔ answered.
“Didn’t kill anyone!? Then why did you come to surrender?”
Sitting opposite Fāng Yǔ and Lín Bàtiān were four cultivators at the Foundation Establishment stage, equivalent to Martial Venerable realm warriors, all group leaders in the Eastern Capital Martial Arts Association.
Outside the interrogation room, a large number of fully armed warriors stood ready to provide support.
Everyone knew that this Fāng Chángshēng and Lín Búbài possessed terrifying strength.
“We came here to understand why you’re hunting us,” Fāng Yǔ said.
“Because you are the prime suspects in the Luó family massacre! You even left a provocative blood message on the Luó family’s front door after the crime! You have absolutely no respect for the law and are extremely arrogant!” One group leader slammed the table and shouted angrily.
“Brother, let me ask you, if you killed someone, would you leave your name at their home?” Lín Bàtiān asked from the side.
“Of course not… No, I would never commit such a heinous act as murder! Don’t try to change the subject. You’re being interrogated now and can only answer our questions!” This group leader said, red-faced.
“Fine, then continue with your questions,” Lín Bàtiān said.
“I’ll ask once more, do you admit that you are the perpetrators behind the Luó family massacre?” another group leader asked with a serious expression.
“We didn’t do it,” Fāng Yǔ answered.
“All this talk is useless unless you can provide some evidence for us to see,” Lín Bàtiān added from the side. “If there’s evidence, we’d be willing to admit it.”
“Evidence… that message on the Luó family’s door is evidence!” the agitated group leader shouted.
“Brother, you seem emotionally unstable. Did you not sleep well last night?” Lín Bàtiān asked with a smile.
“Insolent! Do you two think that having some strength means you can do whatever you want?” another group leader couldn’t help but interject. “You keep saying you want to surrender, yet you refuse to admit your crimes! Are you toying with us?”
“We don’t mean that, but you four are too low-ranking. I really don’t know what to say to you,” Fāng Yǔ said.
He and Lín Bàtiān had come directly to the Eastern Capital Martial Arts Association headquarters to meet the mastermind behind this incident.
But so far, that person hadn’t appeared.
So now, Fāng Yǔ and Lín Bàtiān could only waste time talking nonsense with these four.
“You…”
“Bang!”
Just as one group leader was about to speak, the interrogation room door was pushed open.
A woman with delicate features and crimson lips walked in from outside.
This woman looked very young, no more than thirty years old.
But upon seeing her, the four group leaders immediately stood up, bowed together, and called out: “Vice President Shí.”
“You all leave. I’ll interrogate them,” the woman said.
“Vice President, these two are extremely dangerous, it’s best if…” one group leader began to warn.
“Not necessary. You may leave,” the woman said coldly.
The four group leaders looked at each other but dared not disobey. They acknowledged and left the interrogation room.
The woman walked around to the front of Fāng Yǔ and Lín Bàtiān, not sitting in the chair but perching on the corner of the interrogation table, her slender eyes examining the two men.
“Beautiful lady cultivator, what’s your name?” Lín Bàtiān asked, scanning the woman’s curvaceous figure.
“My name is Shí Mùyǔ, Vice President here,” the woman answered with a slight curl of her lips.
“Nice name,” Lín Bàtiān nodded and said.
“To be honest, I didn’t expect you two to come surrender yourselves,” Shí Mùyǔ said calmly.
Fāng Yǔ studied Shí Mùyǔ, narrowing his eyes slightly.
The woman before him was quite extraordinary.
Her apparent strength was only at the Foundation Establishment stage, but in reality, it was far beyond that.
The cultivation aura she revealed had been suppressed multiple times.
According to Fāng Yǔ’s estimation, this woman’s true cultivation level was at least at the Core Formation stage or above, equivalent to a Martial Saint.
“Are you here to speak on behalf of the real culprit?” Fāng Yǔ asked.
“No, the real culprits are you two,” Shí Mùyǔ said with a cold smile. “Now that you’re here, there’s no chance for you to leave.”
“Fellow cultivator, will anyone else be coming to interrogate us besides you?” Lín Bàtiān asked.
“No one else needs to be involved. I alone am sufficient to interrogate both of you,” Shí Mùyǔ said in a chilling tone.
“Then we really need to have a good chat,” Fāng Yǔ said, sitting up straight.
