"Right, his voice is particularly shrill and hoarse. That's all I know; I heard he seems to have trouble with his legs, unable to stand up. However, his power must be immense because every time I visit him, he is surrounded by different assistants, but I feel their martial skills are all very profound. That's all I know—I really can't think of anything else to say. Please, I beg you, spare my life; you have to keep your word!" Wang Jianwen spilled everything he knew.
"So when did you have contact with this mysterious person? What did he want from you? Was there any collaboration?" An Zhifeng ignored Wang Jianwen's pleas and continued to inquire.