Black Six almost cursed in his heart, that devil, and to think he had the audacity to say such things.
Li Wenli and Bai Junjun looked at Black Six for quite a while before slowly speaking.
"What is the origin of that Stone? If you speak truthfully, you may have a chance to redeem yourself through your contributions."
Black Six's pupils flickered, aware that now was not the time for loyalty.
He had already experienced Li Wenli's methods of interrogation, which were those of a true madman, a devil.
Should he fail to cooperate, he had no doubt that this madman would throw him into a pit of snakes.
To spare himself some suffering, Black Six could only honestly start talking about what he knew.
The Stone, it dates back over a thousand years.
The Zhongshan Mountain Overlord was a man obsessed with cultivation, especially after growing old. He was exceedingly fearful of sickness and death, and the longing for immortality had almost become a deep-seated wish.
