"How many days do you plan on interrogating him?" Baccarat asked again.
"Seven days, or if the evidence is irrefutable, he'll stay in the dungeon forever," the Temple Knight answered.
Baccarat sneered, "The Federal Conference is in seven days. If he can't attend, how do you plan to explain that to his lordship?"
Upon hearing these words, the Temple Knight seemed taken aback.
Baccarat continued, "You've taken him in today, but the one who ends up in the dungeon may not be him. Think it through."
"Are you saying he's a council member?" The Temple Knight took another look at Fang Hao.
"I've said what needs to be said. If you have evidence that he's involved with the undead, arresting him would be quite the achievement. But if you don't, the Church won't spare you, the Justice Alliance won't spare you, and all the council members attending the conference won't spare you. Think it through," Baccarat's voice grew lower.
