Yin Tian strode over to the Heretic Feng Shui Master, and before the latter could speak, he dislocated the Heretic Feng Shui Master’s jaw without hesitation.
Then, with a slap at the back of the Heretic Feng Shui Master’s head, several wax pills imdiately fell out of his mouth.
Crack!
Crack!
Two crisp sounds were heard as Yin Tian went on to dislocate both arms of the Heretic Feng Shui Master.
Yin Tian was well aware that the Heretic Feng Shui Masters, no matter their age, were not only brutal towards others but exceptionally harsh on themselves as well.
Therefore, to prevent the Heretic Feng Shui Master from committing suicide, he straightaway eradicated all ans of escape for his captive.
He was extrely concerned about this Heretic Feng Shui Master.
Because the downfall of the Murong Family was intricately linked to the acts of Heretic Feng Shui Masters.
Even...
The Feng Shui formation of the Murong Family was tampered with by none other than the person before him!
Yin Tian squatted in front of the Heretic Feng Shui Master with a frosty expression, "Believe , two Heretic Feng Shui Masters have already died before ; I’ve seen through all your tricks, so don’t even think about playing gas."
"Next, you’ll answer anything I ask. If you’re not honest, I will make you understand what it ans to be in more pain than death itself!"
The Heretic Feng Shui Master’s face was filled with panic.
From Yin Tian’s series of actions just now, he already realized that he was completely powerless before him.
Even...
He couldn’t even bring himself to die!
With a click, Yin Tian reconnected the man’s jaw.
Then, Yin Tian directly asked, "Do you know about the Murong Family’s situation?"
The man shook his head, "I... I don’t know."
"You can’t fool ."
Yin Tian’s voice was indifferent as he inquired.
Clearly, the man had not expected Yin Tian to be able to detect lies!
Yin Tian took the man’s right hand and pulled out a silver needle from his pocket.
He positioned it at the fingernail crevice.
Yin Tian smirked at the Heretic Feng Shui Master, "I’ll ask you one more ti, what exactly happened with the Murong Family?"
"I... I don’t know!"
The man exclaid through clenched teeth.
Without the slightest hesitation, Yin Tian grasped the man’s hand firmly, thrusting the needle downwards, ruthlessly slamming it into the ground.
"Ahh!!"
A piercing scream resounded as the needle bore completely into the man’s fingernail crevice!
"Will you talk or not?"
Yin Tian thodically took out a second needle, resting it at the crevice of the man’s second finger.
The man’s body shook violently, tears and snot streaming down his face. "I’ll talk, I’ll talk, I’ll say it!"
He looked at Yin Tian with terror in his eyes and began to speak, "We were ordered to go to all the major first-rate families and secretly alter their Feng Shui..."
"I’m asking about the Murong Family."
"The Murong Family... I really don’t know about the Murong Family... It wasn’t who went there..."
"Then who did?"
"It’s... it’s Zhao Laowu! It was him!"
"Is this Zhao Laowu still in Central City?"
"He should be..."
Fear filled the man’s eyes.
"Good."
Yin Tian took a deep breath, his eyes filled with deadly intent, "Co here!"
Following Yin Tian’s low shout, a shadow suddenly leaped over the wall from outside and sauntered to Yin Tian’s side, unfazed by how Yuan Weisheng, Wei Zi’an, and Wei Ziang were watching.
"Master."
"Take him away, but rember, don’t let him die. I still have questions for him when I get back," Yin Tian ordered.
"Yes."
The shadow answered, hoisted the Heretic Feng Shui Master onto his shoulder, and then flipped back over the wall to leave.
The sequence of actions was so fluid it left Yuan Weisheng and the others dumbfounded.
Yin Tian then returned to Yuan Weisheng and the others, "I’ve taken that man away; there are so questions I need to ask him."
"Alright... alright."
Wei Zi’an spoke sowhat blankly, "Divine Doctor Brother, feel free to take that person away."
"The matter with your family should have co to light now, hasn’t it?"
Yin Tian asked softly.
While he had been interrogating the Heretic Feng Shui Master, Chen Zi’an was also questioning Chen Zi’ang.
"Hmm..."
Venom flashed in Chen Zi’an’s eyes, "This despicable creature, in his ambition to take over as Family Head, actually colluded with outsiders, intending to leave our main Wei Family line dead without a place to be buried, then have their branch family take over!"
"He has the heart of a ruthless wolf; he does not deserve to live!"
As these words were uttered, Chen Zi’ang was so frightened that he fell to his knees, clinging to Chen Zi’an’s legs and begging for rcy.
But how could Chen Zi’an forgive him?
He kicked Chen Zi’ang away and looked towards Yin Tian, "Divine Doctor Brother, is there any hope for my family’s Feng Shui?"
Yin Tian nodded slightly, "It’s still manageable."
In the following hour, Yin Tian directed the Wei Family’s servants to thoroughly modify the Wei Family’s Feng Shui.
"Is it okay now?"
Chen Zi’an eyed Yin Tian with suspicion.
"Just wait and see."
Yin Tian began, smiling.
No sooner had his voice faded than an ecstatic voice suddenly emanated from the room.
"Eldest Young Master! Eldest Young Master!"
"The Family Head has awakened!"
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