Bab 69: Gift

"What do we do now?" Little Zhou asked.

Shen Yiming pondered for a moment before his gaze landed on Xiao Ran. "Lock him in the Purgatory and let him have a taste of the power of the Purgatory Netherflames and the foul Yin atmosphere."

"All right," Xiao Ran agreed.

He turned to look at Little Zhou again.

"Bring the two Deputy Bookmakers of the Jade Manor over for interrogation. We must investigate the secret passage," Shen Yiming instructed.

Xiao Ran escorted the old man into the Purgatory.

He locked him in one of the cells, and bound his hands and feet with the chains made of 10,000-year-old Mystic Iron.

"Ah…" He wasn't a demon and didn't have a powerful physical body. With his shoulder bones sealed, faced with the Purgatory Netherflames and foul Yin atmosphere that swept over him, the old man screamed miserably.

The chains rattled as he rolled in anguish across the floor.