Extort Confession through Torture

Wang Biao nodded vigorously. "Alright, alright, I will arrange it immediately." Now, he would treat whatever Mo Wen said like an Imperial edict to be executed with all his might.

After a short while, a car appeared in front of Mo Wen. Mo Wen threw the feminine youngster directly into the trunk and then sealed all the acupoints on his body. After ensuring that he couldn't escape, he got into the car and drove out of Lu Clan Manor.

In a dimly lit room in a small house near the Ice World Ice Skating Rink, Mo Wen sat on a chair in the shadows. On the ground at a short distance from him lay a youngster. He was the feminine youngster from the Heretic organization.

Mo Wen gripped a golden needle in his hand and flicked his fingers. The golden needle's radiance flashed and pierced the feminine youngster's temple.

The next moment, the feminine youngster trembled and gradually opened his eyes, looking perplexed.