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    The assassin was decisive. After a few moves, he realized that today's assassination attempt was futile and turned to leave. However, before he could get far, Blue Sky arrived. This time, the handsome Blue Sky was furious. Not arriving in time was one thing, but if the target had already escaped, he would truly deserve to be buried as the captain of the guards.

    Mo Tong and Nuoyu helped Wu Di and Fantasia up. Fantasia's face was a bit swollen, but it wasn't a serious issue.

    "Bad news, where’s Ah Feng?" Fantasia asked immediately, "Ah Feng, you can’t die!"

    "Pah, pah, pah, don't jinx it! If you’re not dead, how could I be dead!" At that moment, Old Wang emerged, dragging the assassin along leisurely, "This is called luring the enemy deeper. Learn from me!"

    "Huh, where did the net come from?"

    "Is that the focus? Can't you see how heroic and handsome I am?" Wang Feng laughed. He knew Tai Kun was skilled, but didn’t expect him to act so swiftly. It seemed he had plenty of experience with such ambushes. "Junior Brother, are you okay?"

    Mo Tong's wound had already healed. Hearing this, he rolled his eyes, "If you’re fine, why would I not be? There wasn’t even enough action. What happened to you? Did you owe someone money?"

    At that moment, Blue Sky descended with another assassin. No matter when, Blue Sky always struck a pose perfectly.

    Glancing at the assassin on the ground, he picked up both of them, then glanced at the one Mo Tong had killed, "Wang Feng, bring them with me. Follow me!"

    With that, he vanished. Wang Feng looked around, then at the assassin on the ground, _Brother, I can’t do that trick..._

    **Chapter 88: Familiar Dungeon and Whip**

    In the interrogation room beneath the Rose...

    A murky crystal lamp hung upside down from the ceiling, casting eerie shadows. Cold drafts blew in through a small vent near the roof, causing the lamp to sway, making the room even darker and more uncertain.

    The walls were lined with various torture devices unfamiliar to Old Wang. Since there was no such content in the eighteen-plus game, he was seeing them for the first time today.

    Several rows of soul needles, ranging from half a millimeter in diameter to the thickness of nails, hung neatly in three rows, each needle greenish, clearly treated with something to enhance pain.

    Various oddly shaped clamps—some open, some closed, some spread out—were also displayed. Old Wang even saw an egg-shaped one. Though he couldn’t figure out their use, they made him instinctively tighten his legs, evoking a sense of unease.

    Of course, there was also the whip that left a lasting impression on Old Wang, perhaps still bearing traces of his own blood.

    Karida sat in the center of the room, while Old Wang stood beside her.

    The interrogations took place in two separate rooms nearby. Old Wang couldn’t see the proceedings but could hear the sounds coming from those rooms.

    Smack! Bang! Sizzle!

    Sounds of torture tools meeting flesh filled the air.

    The smell of burnt flesh and the stench of blood wafted over from the adjacent rooms, mixing with the damp moldy odor of the dungeon and the dried blood on the walls. Honestly, Old Wang found it hard to adapt. He tried to imagine it all as fake, but his senses kept reminding him of its reality.

    Wang Feng had to focus on Karida. Her face remained calm and beautiful. Admittedly, beauty provided a sense of comfort, but was it right for a woman to be so ruthless?

    Had she been traumatized somehow?

    Of course, Old Wang only dared to think these things, not ask. If not for being back here, he might have started feeling the world was beautiful again.

    This was the second round of torture, and it was much harsher than the first.

    These three were part of the "Triple Team" of the Wild Group, stronger than the average members. Their deployment indicated that the Wild Group’s strength in Aurora City was nearly depleted, forcing them to take risks. They ended up being outsmarted by Wang Feng. The process was somewhat dangerous, with Blue Sky not immediately following. Surprisingly, the Beastman helped Wang Feng, which didn’t surprise Karida much. She knew Wang Feng had a knack for getting people to help him, especially those lacking status and respect like the Beastmen.

    For the Beastman organization in Aurora City, existence was justified; it wasn’t within her jurisdiction to manage.

    "Have you seen enough?" Karida said coldly.

    "Cough, cough, Sister Da, I’m a bit scared of the dark. Looking at you makes me feel better," Wang Feng replied.

    Karida’s expression grew colder. How dare he flirt with her? Turning to stare at Wang Feng, she noticed his gaze didn’t seem feigned. She had always felt that after taking the Real Magic Potion and reviving, Wang Feng’s personality had changed significantly. This was not the behavior of a Nine Gods’ warrior. No matter how ruthless she was, the training of Nine Gods’ warriors turned saints into devils. Kindness only led to tragedy.

    "I’m not targeting you; I must protect the entire Rose Holy Sanctuary."

    Blue Sky provided a crucial piece of information. With the assassin’s skills, he had a chance to escape. Karida believed Blue Sky’s judgment. What else did he want?

    Karida was actually very satisfied with Wang Feng. The gains had exceeded expectations. The opponent seemed like a gambler, continually raising the stakes and losing.

    Oddly enough, Wang Feng brought good fortune. Since using him, things inside and outside the Holy Sanctuary had improved. Seeing Wang Feng’s slightly frightened look, Karida couldn’t help but smile, which stunned him.

    "Sister Da, you should smile more; it’s really beautiful." Wang Feng spoke sincerely. In this hellish place, chatting with Karida helped him forget his troubles.

    Karida reined in her smile but didn’t scold Wang Feng. Footsteps approached—it was Blue Sky, covered in blood.

    "Did he talk?"

    Blue Sky nodded, "But he has a request."

    "What request?"

    "He wants to see his woman." Blue Sky pointed to the neighboring room, "The other one."

    He was a man of love, no wonder his escape wasn’t firm.

    Karida smiled slightly, "Did he ask us to spare the woman?"

    Blue Sky shook his head, "He knows that’s impossible."

    Karida nodded, "Bring them in. And after the interrogation, give them a quick end."

    "Yes, Your Highness."

    The two were brought in. The man was severely injured, while the woman was relatively unharmed. "I’ve met your demands. I hope to receive valuable information."

    The male assassin lifted his head, glanced at Karida, then at Wang Feng, and gave a grimace of a smile, "Come closer, I only..."

    "Sister Da, it’s a trap, be careful!" Wang Feng suddenly shouted. The assassin’s expression turned ugly, glaring at Wang Feng with a vengeful look.

    "Long live the Empire!" As he spoke, his body began to glow, with runes appearing on his face. His body instantly withered as the runes absorbed his soul power, causing a violent contraction.

    The Fourth Order Taboo Rune — Sacrifice.

    This woman might have had something going on with him, but he was here to silence her. Even the strongest will could hardly resist the True Magic Potion, a fact understood by both the Blade and the Empire. Dead men were the safest!

    Wang Feng felt his body lighten as Karida scooped him up into her arms. Boom~~~~

    A violent explosion deafened their ears instantly. Karida’s soul power erupted in a dazzling display... In that moment, Wang Feng felt an inexplicable sense of relief.

    The room was left in chaos, with jagged cracks riddling the walls. The explosion's power was terrifying. This rune was etched into the bone, combining rune crafting with advanced alchemy. Only those with immense strength and unwavering will could survive the process.

    Karida remained spotless, while Lan Tian was a bit dirty but still handsome. Old Wang... still clung to Karida. Being in Her Highness's embrace was warm and reliable. Although she always tormented him, she proved dependable when it mattered.

    Wang Feng decided to forgive her halfway. Even if he became an NPC, he wouldn't whip her anymore.

    Lan Tian laughed at Wang Feng hanging onto Karida like a monkey. Only then did Karida realize her predicament, her face turning slightly red as she tossed the still-dazed Wang Feng to the ground.

    Ouch~~~

    Wang Feng hit the ground and quickly stood up, "Too vicious, too vicious! These heartless creatures. Luckily, I've reformed!"

    Karida sighed, "They must have known something. What a pity." She glanced at Wang Feng, "Tell me, how did you know it was a trap?"

    Lan Tian also recalled that while this level of injury wasn’t fatal, if Karida had been any closer, she would have been hurt.

    "It's simple. He didn't even look at that woman once, which means he wasn't there for her. There had to be a plot. I just wanted to scare him, but who knew he'd be so ruthless!"

    Old Wang felt a bit scared too. If he hadn't been prepared, Karida and Lan Tian might have been fine, but he would have been in trouble. ...Dage still had a conscience.

    Karida and Lan Tian exchanged glances, impressed by Wang Feng's keen observation.

    "Ahem, Dage, it's not that I have a talent for this; I just understand what it feels like to like someone," Wang Feng said, looking at Karida.

    "Don't say such things while looking at me!" Karida said coldly.

    Wang Feng turned to Lan Tian, who frowned, "Don't look at me either."

    Old Wang felt like a discarded puppy, pitiful indeed.

    "Your Highness, what a pity. They must have known something. We've almost cleared out Aurora City's organization. Their communication lines are likely severed, suggesting direct contact from higher-ups or even Mi!" Lan Tian analyzed.

    Compared to Pu and Ye, Mi was the real threat. Unless the situation was dire, Mi would remain hidden, and once triggered, the consequences would be unbearable for the Blade.

    Karida and Lan Tian both showed regret; this might have been their only chance to get a lead on Mi.

    "Not necessarily," Wang Feng said, drawing their attention. For some reason, seeing Dage's trusting gaze made Old Wang feel a bit proud.

    "What information?"

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