Rural Doctor Enters the City: Whoever Touches My Wife, I’ll Take Them Down!
Chapter 822: Interrogation!

Chapter 822: Chapter 822: Interrogation!

Xiang Yinglong was naturally very clear about the taboos of the Martial Hall Punishment Hall.

Thus, it was absolutely impossible for him to admit any involvement with the Dark Domain.

That would be no different from seeking death.

Confronting the obstinately unyielding Xiang Yinglong, Ye Mengmin’s fury almost shot out from his eyes, but for the moment, he had no good solution!

At this time, Zhou Yu stepped forward.

Through the window, he looked at Xiang Yinglong.

"Xiang Yinglong, you should be very clear about the function of this Sky No. 3 Dungeon."

"Originally, I had told Yao Pingsheng that I would let him come in to experience it properly!"

"Now that he’s dead, how about you experience it for him?"

Upon hearing this, Xiang Yinglong’s eyes brimmed with suppressed rage as he glared at Zhou Yu:

"Zhou Yu, I don’t know what nonsense you’ve been telling Chief Ye."

"But no matter what means you use, I will never admit to things I haven’t done."

"If you want to put pressure on me to make a false confession, just try your best."

Zhou Yu’s eyes narrowed, and he said with a faint smile:

"Minister Xiang certainly excels at framing people."

"However, no matter what you say to silence me, I won’t take it to heart."

"Xiang Yinglong, I have only one demand, help me find Mi Zongwu, and I can plead for you, help you suppress all other affairs, and give you a dignified retirement opportunity."

"Otherwise, by latest tomorrow, I will have you confess willingly."

"At that time, you will have no way out."

"Consider it yourself."

Zhou Yu’s face carried a light smile.

However, this smile inexplicably filled Xiang Yinglong with fear.

He had already experienced Zhou Yu’s methods, which were indeed terrifying.

Yet, Xiang Yinglong showed no hesitation.

No matter how eloquently Zhou Yu spoke, he could not possibly admit these things willingly.

He looked coldly at Zhou Yu.

"I have nothing to confess."

"I don’t know Mi Zongwu, so bring whatever methods you have."

Hearing this, Zhou Yu’s eyes narrowed.

"A toast to you is refused at the cost of forced drinking."

"Then I shall oblige you."

He immediately picked up the bronze hammer beside the dungeon and hammered down.

Boom!

A terrifying bell sound reverberated inside the dungeon.

Xiang Yinglong was naturally very familiar with the Bronze Soul-Losing Bell, and he immediately used his power to protect his Sea of Consciousness, blocking most of the bell sound.

Seeing this, Zhou Yu sneered and struck three more times.

Under his deliberate control, the three bell sounds overlapped and roared towards Xiang Yinglong.

This time, Xiang Yinglong had difficulty resisting.

With the sound of the bell penetrating his body, blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

But he still did not utter a word.

Seeing this, Zhou Yu handed the bronze hammer to the dungeon’s guard.

"Continue hammering, don’t stop all night long."

The guard beside him immediately took the hammer and continued to strike.

Zhou Yu then said to Ye Mengmin and the others:

"Let’s go out first."

Ye Mengmin was somewhat reluctant, but Ye Mengyun forcefully dragged him out.

After they left, Ye Mengmin angrily said:

"We shouldn’t have let him off so easily."

Ye Mengyun said irritably:

"Look at his condition, do you think he’ll speak?"

"If he insists on keeping silent, what can you do to him?"

Upon hearing this, Ye Mengmin was at a loss for words.

Indeed, he knew that, after all, Xiang Yinglong was a formidable expert at the Mid-Holy Realm, possessing powerful cultivation, and since he currently held the position of Minister in Hai City Martial Hall, without determining a more severe crime, even he couldn’t dispose of him at will, or else it would bring a lot of unnecessary trouble to the Ye Family.

"So what do you suggest we do?"

"We can’t just let such scum continue to stay in the Martial Hall."

Ye Mengmin punched the wall beside him.

It’s apparent that Ye Mengmin holds profound affection for the Martial Hall Punishment Hall, and moreover, he utterly detests people like Xiang Yinglong.

Ye Mengyun gave him a cold look.

"Just because you can’t do anything, doesn’t mean Zhou Yu is out of options, right?"

"Am I right, Zhou Yu?"

Suddenly, Ye Mengyun turned to look at Zhou Yu.

Ye Mengmin was startled and also looked towards Zhou Yu.

"Zhou Yu, do you have a way?"

Zhou Yu shrugged his shoulders, he realized that Ye Mengyun was really smart, nothing could escape her eyes.

"Yes."

"I can use the control needle technique to make him confess everything himself."

"But, Xiang Yinglong’s cultivation is not ordinary, the usual control needle technique is useless on him, so it requires the assistance of some special medicinal materials."

Upon hearing this, Ye Mengmin immediately became spirited, patting his chest and said:

"That’s great."

"In that case, just tell me what medicinal materials you need, and I will gather them for you."

Zhou Yu chuckled.

He certainly had great faith in the capabilities of the Ye Family.

He then promptly wrote down the needed medicinal materials and handed the list to Ye Mengmin.

Ye Mengmin accepted the drug prescription, glanced at it, and then eagerly went off to gather the medicinal materials.

Meanwhile, Jiang Fengnian, seeing Ye Mengyun and Zhou Yu together, very tactfully said:

"Ah, I’m getting old, and don’t have as much energy anymore, I’m tired, I’m going to sneak in a nap with Vice Minister Hou, you young people chat."

"Remember to notify me when interrogating Xiang Yinglong."

After speaking, Jiang Fengnian made a quick exit.

The meaningful glance Jiang Fengnian gave before leaving made the atmosphere between Zhou Yu and Ye Mengyun suddenly turn awkward.

Zhou Yu and Ye Mengyun looked at each other, their eyes meeting just right.

Ye Mengyun immediately dodged away.

And Zhou Yu also felt somewhat awkward.

He felt he should say something, but he didn’t know what to say.

At that moment, Ye Mengyun spoke up:

"Right, the remaining medicinal materials from Old Master Bai’s place, I’ve already brought them back, they are in the car. Remember to take them with you when you go back."

Zhou Yu’s eyes lit up.

"That’s wonderful."

"With these medicinal materials, Old Master Bai has hope for recovering his Martial Arts Cultivation."

"Miss Ye, I thank you on behalf of Old Master Bai in advance."

Ye Mengyun gave him a deep look.

"No need to thank me, this is just a trade between us."

"I don’t want to break my word."

Zhou Yu subconsciously touched his nose.

Why did he feel that Ye Mengyun’s tone was a bit odd?

The two fell into silence again.

About ten seconds later, suddenly, both of them spoke up at the same time.

"Zhou Yu, ..."

"Miss Ye, ..."

Zhou Yu gave a wry smile.

"Miss Ye, you go first."

"I..."

Ye Mengyun only got one word out before she stopped, her heart in turmoil.

Her grandfather had told her to get the Golden Cauldron Technique cultivation method from Zhou Yu, but every time the words came to her lips, she just couldn’t speak them out.

She herself was perplexed, why was it that whenever she faced Zhou Yu, she seemed to become a different person?

She could hardly recognize herself anymore.

In the end, Ye Mengyun still couldn’t bring herself to say it.

"It’s nothing, your turn."

Zhou Yu was a bit perplexed but didn’t think too much about it.

"Are you hungry? How about I treat you to a meal?"

This time, Ye Mengyun responded very quickly.

"Okay!"