The survivor lifted his head.
He looked soone in his early twenties, he look agitated and fearful, but before he finished his speaking, he was cut off by Jacinto Luque.
"Speak properly," Jacinto Luque interrupted.
"What are you doing, Jacinto Luque?"
Zacarias Campos, who was listening nearby, imdiately yelled angrily at him.
Jacinto Luque’s expression showed a hint of satisfaction, "it’s just routine business. What else can I do?"
"I understand. It’s not easy for you wild cultivators. If you get caught, without any backer, you’re powerless, so you don’t have any choice to let them manipulate you."
Amalia observed the survivor’s anxious and uneasy expression.
"Even if you change your story and help them fra , once they no longer find you useful, consider their character. They won’t hesitate to dispose you imdiately. Don’t doubt it. So people are inherently devoid of humanity. Killing soone is as easy for them as drinking water or having a al."
The survivor was indeed a young man, with no background and support, and limited experience outside.
He hadn’t been through the baptism of bloodshed.
Amalia had observed him since he was brought in.
His eyes trembled incessantly, his face pale, unsure where to place his hands and feet, displaying nervousness, fear, and unease.
It was evident that he was very timid.
If those people behind him could intimidate him, then naturally she could too.
The survivor’s ntality was not strong enough.
With just a few words from her, he was almost revealed his secret.
If it weren’t for Jacinto Luque’s tily intervention, this confrontation would have likely ended already.
However, it didn’t matter; where there’s one, there’s also another.
Amalia wasn’t worried.
"Are you saying no matter what I say, I’ll end up dead?" The young survivor’s face grew even paler.
"Depends on whether you choose the right side. With your current stance, the probability is one hundred percent," Amalia stated.
Seeing the young survivor almost convinced by Amalia’s words, Jacinto Luque angrily interjected, "Amalia, watch your words. You’re threatening him!"
The young survivor wasn’t entirely foolish.
He had heard about the domineering nature of the Yoder family.
If they truly wanted him dead, it would take no effort at all.
He didn’t know Amalia’s background, but seeing Jacinto Luque occasionally being restrained by Zacarias Campos, he speculated that her background might be similar to that of the Yoder family.
Seeing Amalia calm expression from the beginning, the young survivor felt he could take a gamble.
After all, those people were only threatening him, they don’t even give him any benefits.
If he switched sides now, he wouldn’t lose anything.
If Amalia knew that Rasler Yoder hadn’t promised anything to the survivor, she would surely laught at him to death.
It’s no wonder her plan went so smoothly; it likes even the heaven is helping her now
"Can you guarantee my life?" the young survivor asked her after thinking for a long ti.
"I can ensure your safety within Heavenly Path University. The Yoder family wouldn’t dare to touch you there. The place is filled with hidden surveillance, and if anything happens to you, everyone will know it was the Yoder family’s doing," Amalia assured.
The survivor hesitated.
As soon as Jacinto Luque saw his wavering expression, he was stunned.
At that mont, soone delivered a ssage to him.
When Jacinto Luque saw it, he imdiately called a halt.
He th ntook the survivor out, and brought him back about five minutes later.
Amalia noticed the survivor’s expression had shifted from hesitation to excitent and agitation.
As he took his seat again, he indeed changed his stance.
Sure enough, the Yoder family was watching from outside.
The survivor, with a righteous indignation, exclaid, "I almost fell for your trickery. You executioner! It was you who spread the news about the teorite ore vein, deliberately leading us into a trap, and arranged for soone inside to bring up the topic about blasting the vein, which resulting in the deaths of so many people."
"Thank goodness I didn’t die. I heard with my own ears what you said. These fools are truly foolish, not even aware of the level 11 sea monster nearby. They even said now that these people are finally dead, the teorite ore vein belongs to you."
"It seems they promised you a lot of benefits just now," Amalia shook her head.
"I don’t understand what you’re saying. You’ve killed so many people, yet you can sit here without any guilt. Aren’t you afraid those people will turn into vengeful spirits and co after you?" The survivor suddenly beca assertive.
Seeing Amalia rendered speechless, Jacinto Luque smirked triumphantly, "Amalia, do you have anything else to say?"
"He doesn’t need to say anything!"
At that mont, the door to the interrogation room suddenly opened, and General Lin, with his imposing figure, walked in.
The spacious room suddenly felt cramped.
Zacarias Campos imdiately stood up, "Why is the general here?"
Of course, it was Kenny Lin himself who asked him to co here, but he didn’t say it aloud.
He looked at Amalia and nodded at herreassuringly, indicating that she doesn’t need to worry; they wouldn’t dare to harm her.
Amalia wasn’t worried, "What about him?"
General Lin knew who she was referring to, "After he notified , he disappeared on his own."
"Is General Lin here to take soone away? That doesn’t seem to follow the rules," Noah Yoder, who was behind them, couldn’t sit still any longer upon seeing General Lin’s appearance.
General Lin gave him a faint glance, "Who do you think you are? Telling about rules? Tell Raithwall Yoder to co here by himself. Right now, my words are the rules. Whether you like it or not."
The imposing montum swept over, and causing Noah Yoder to involuntarily take a step back
His face began to turning pale.
He co here by himself due to order to detain Amalia within the Spiritual Cultivators’ Association, but he hadn’t expected Albert Lin to arrive here so quickly.
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