"Xiao Huan, take him down to the dungeon!" Long Xinmin glanced at a young girl and commanded, "Your sect leader is most likely ready with the torture instruments, so hurry up and get a move on."
"Yes, Long Ye."
The girl stepped forward, lifted Li Zhongnan, and headed directly toward the manor.
"General Long, I'll go take a look," Isabella said with a mix of concern and curiosity, her gentle laugh implying she wanted to follow.
However, Long Xinmin stopped her, apologizing, "Steward Isabella, I'm sorry, but I promised Jia Jia a private interrogation space where no one would disturb them."
Isabella asked, "Aren't you worried, with them alone like that?"
"Worried about what? You think, just like this lad said, Jia Jia wants me to capture him alive so they can have a secret affair?" Long Xinmin chuckled and said, "Steward Isabella, you worry too much! I've known her for eighteen years; I do have that much trust in her."
