Wangzhu Peak.

The Zhao brothers were bound by ropes, with collars around their necks.

These collars contained ninety types of deadly poison. Once they pierced the neck, it would instantly take their lives.

One had to admit, these brothers were incredibly resilient. Their bodies were nearly split in half, yet they hadn't died. They were even slowly recovering. If no one finished them off, they might fully recover in a few days.@@novelbin@@

Seeing they weren't dead, Liu Sishan didn't plan to finish them off. Instead, she intended to interrogate them to see if she could extract any information.

"How... do you... cough cough... have two abilities?" Zhao Yanhu woke up, looking at Liu Sishan with eyes full of disbelief, struggling to voice his confusion while coughing up large clots of blood.

Liu Sishan didn't answer his question but instead asked, "How many people are there in Shengzu Village?"

Zhao Yanhu, however, had no intention of answering. He stubbornly stared at Liu Sishan.

"Let me handle this," Lu Han stepped forward.

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