A pale yellow liquid trickled down from between the legs of the Heretic Feng Shui Master, as a fishy stench began to permeate the air.
Disgust flashed through Yin Tian's eyes.
"Don't be nervous, I just want to ask you a few questions," he said.
Yin Tian spoke indifferently.
The man's heart settled slightly as he watched Yin Tian nervously.
"I want to know why you are doing this. Why do you want to destroy the top families in Central City?" Yin Tian continued.
"I really don't know..." the Heretic Feng Shui Master stammered, nearly squeezing out every last drop of urine from his bladder, "We're just the hands-on workers. We really don't know the decisions made by those above us!"
"Could you find a way to bring your superior to me?"
"Brother... you might as well kill me... I truly can't, I only receive orders and follow them, I haven't even met the person above me!"
Yin Tian had no doubt about the man's words.
