Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1171- Three abilties
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 944: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (2)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1170- King pearls
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 16
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 32: The First Trade
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 619: Old Monk in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3827: Discarded
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 244: Fear
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 322: Five Seconds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1169- See you downstairs
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 942: The Fate-Burning Candle
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 943: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (1)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1168- Level exceeding activation
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 15
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 618: Vajra's Angry Gaze
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3826: The Illusionary Ancestor’s Gift
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 243: Found!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 321: Gaze
Chapter 1635: Imperial Minister and War Saint!
Translated by: Hypersheep325
Edited by: Michyrr
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In the dim and sinister prison, a whip lashed the body of one of the Tibetan assassins. The immense power and sting of the whip immediately tore through the furs the Tibetan was wearing and left a long and bloody wound on his body.
"Talk! Who put you up to this?"
Zhang Que stared at the tied-up Tibetan assassin, his eyes streaked with blood and burning with rage.
"Kekeke, keep hitting! Even if you beat me to death, I won't talk. This is revenge for our Great Minister. Have you finally tasted a little pain now?"
The assassin's hair was disheveled and his body was covered in wounds, but his eyes remained cold and sharp, like those of a wolf.
The lashes of the whip only made him more ferocious and defiant, as if the whip was striking someone else.
"Hmph, what revenge? You were just a lackey for someone else. Without someone working with you, how would you know where Master would appear? And don't you know? My master never took part in the Battle of Talas. He has nothing to do with Dalun Ruozan's death. Even if you kill him, you've avenged nothing… just a bunch of pitiful ants being used by another!" Zhang Que coldly said.
Buzz!
The Tibetan assassin's face instantly froze.
"Hmph! No matter what you say, I'm willing to do anything as long as I can strike a blow against you," the Tibetan assassin said, but his expression and tone were clearly not as harsh.
"Hmph, still being stubborn! Come, attend upon him well! Remember, don't let him die!"
Zhang Que coldly snorted. Passing the whip to a spy team member, he turned around and left. At that moment, there was a deep sense of grief in his eyes.
"Ah!"
Screams began to rise from the cell. No mercy was shown to one's enemies.
In the main hall of the King of Foreign Lands Residence, Wang Chong, Xu Keyi, Su Shixuan, and Chen Bin were waiting for Zhang Que.
"Your Highness, you were right. Someone really was helping them. Those Tibetans were being used!"
Zhang Que b
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