Chu Fan's expression was blank. He lifted his foot and brought it down.
"SPLAT!"
It burst like a watermelon, splattering the two black-robed men beside him with red and white matter.
The two men froze for a moment before being consumed by boundless terror. Ignoring their injuries, they struggled to kowtow and beg for mercy.
Chu Fan repeated his earlier question.
As expected, these two knew more. They added many details that corroborated the white-robed man's testimony, piecing together a clearer picture.
Chu Fan nodded in satisfaction.
Just as a glimmer of hope, of surviving this ordeal, rose in their eyes, a blade flashed!
The Thunder Blade carved an arc, slicing across their necks.
Clutching their gushing throats, they stared at Chu Fan in disbelief before collapsing lifelessly.
