Jiang Zhe's face darkened. He hadn't expected that the scrawny, decrepit old man before him was indeed a member of the Filthy Blood Sect. Judging by the deep crimson hue of the blood threads squirming all over this person, it seemed the realm of the Filthy Blood Divine Skill wasn't low.
Duan Rong looked at Yang Zhen and said, "Chain him up with iron chains and lock him in the dungeon."
Xu Dongyang, seeing himself exposed, collapsed like a pile of mud in utter defeat.
When he was captured outside the city by those Iron Cavalry Soldiers, he still held a sliver of hope in his heart. Because he had hidden himself fairly well, even though this major case had been uncovered, it wouldn't necessarily lead to suspicion falling upon him.
But he never thought that the guy named Duan Rong in front of him seemed to have him completely pegged.
Now that he's been exposed, the outcome is undoubtedly fatal.
