Mu Feng’s face showed a calm smile, "Daoist Li said the same thing to you before, and he regretted it."
"I just don't know if you will be like him then, I wonder how long you can last?"
When the impostor heard the name Li Dao Ren, his pupils contracted violently, and his eyes were filled with disbelief and shock.
His heart surged with stormy waves, and his body involuntarily recoiled a step back.
"You... what did you say?"
"Li Dao Ren was also discovered by you?"
These were his instinctive words. The shock Mu Feng gave him had completely overturned his previous understanding of Mu Feng.
Mu Feng smiled faintly, "It seems you know him, or you both belong to the same alliance."
"It's just that you don't have much connection with him, so you don't know his affairs."
"Or rather, you are just cannon fodder for the alliance."
"To be treated as such trash, and yet you still conceal secrets for them. Can this be called your misfortune?"
Hearing this, the impostor's expression became even more unsightly.
His gaze flickered uncertainly.
"Mu Feng, I won't believe your sweet talk. You don't need to try to fool me here. I will never believe a single word you say."
"And don't try to get any useful information from me. I will absolutely not compromise or fall for your tricks."
After speaking, he closed his eyes. Now he knew that his strength was no match for Mu Feng.
All resistance was probably a joke.
Mu Feng smiled faintly, "I already said it, you can't hold on for long."
"Daoist Li only lasted ten minutes before he started begging for mercy. Your attitude isn't even as resolute as his. I reckon it would be a miracle if you could last three minutes."
"What kind of methods do you want to use against me?" The impostor's emotions were already trembling.
His eyes revealed a look of fear.
The name Li Dao Ren had shattered all his psychological defenses. They had another purpose for coming here, which was to contact Li Dao Ren and find out what had happened to this true top expert, and why their superiors' messages had never received a reply.
Now he had the answer.
It was very likely that Li Dao Ren had long since become a dead soul under Mu Feng's blade.
Mu Feng said nothing further, but a dozen silver needles appeared in his hand and shot out at lightning speed.
The impostor spotted the silver needles, but it was too late to dodge.
The speed was too fast for him to react.
Just as he was about to say something, he immediately felt a surge of pain throughout his body.
In that instant, he felt as if he had fallen from the first layer of hell to the eighteenth.
The soul-stirring pain made him cry out uncontrollably. His eyes were filled with despair. At this moment, he finally understood why Mu Feng had said Li Dao Ren couldn't last ten minutes.
Such pain would likely break even an immortal.
Despair filled his heart.
His eyes were filled with terror, and a voice in his mind kept telling him to give up. If he gave up, he would have a chance for release.
Mu Feng's lips curved into a cold arc.
"Hold on longer, don't be so disgraceful."
"When you see Li Dao Ren later, you won't feel like a useless piece of trash."
The word "trash" stimulated the impostor.
He had been called that word many times before.
But when he met Mu Feng's playful gaze, his heart skipped a beat.
It was as if he was being toyed with like a mouse, and Mu Feng was the hunting cat.
"I can't take it anymore!" In less than two minutes, the impostor's veins were bulging, and his thoughts were consumed by the pain.
Mu Feng shook his head with a smile, "Just because you can't take it doesn't mean I'll let you go."
"I already told you before, I gave you a chance, but you didn't cherish it."
"Since you made a mistake, you should accept the punishment."
"We're all adults, don't have any illusions of luck. Even if you beg me now, I won't let you go."
The impostor trembled uncontrollably, his muscles spasming violently to varying degrees. His voice was filled with intense trembling, and his words carried a tremor.
"I'm sorry, I regret it!"
"I should have seized the opportunity just now. I beg you, let me go."
"Even giving me a swift death would be fine. I don't want to endure this torment anymore. I'll tell you everything I know."
Mu Feng did not answer, but watched quietly.
After a brief plea, it turned into soul-stirring curses.
His frenzied state didn't last long before it turned back into an appeal of extreme pain, with tears and snot streaming down his face. The extreme pain distorted his entire demeanor.
Now he looked more like he was crying in regret.
His mind had completely collapsed.
Mu Feng threw a cigarette on the ground and crushed it out. All this change had happened in just a few minutes.
His eyes held a hint of coldness.
With indifferent eyes, he looked coldly at the impostor, "I told you, you know very well what I want to know."
"If you truly realize your mistake, you should say those words directly, instead of making me ask."
The impostor was stunned when he heard this. After enduring such intense pain, it turned out Mu Feng had been waiting for him to answer some questions.
If he had known this earlier, he wouldn't have wasted his breath begging for mercy and should have gotten straight to the point.
He raised his head, his eyes bloodshot.
"I am from the Alliance. I came with two missions this time."
"The first is to check why Li Dao Ren isn't responding. Those above want to assign him an important task."
"As for what that task is, I have no idea. I'm not important enough for that."
"The second mission is to test you, to see what your current strength has reached."
"They have always had a vague understanding of your strength and want to see if you are a Grandmaster or a legendary Land Immortal. They also want to know how many people from your Flying Eagle organization have returned."
"My investigation had just begun, and I was discovered by you."
Mu Feng's brow twitched, "Then what about your actions against the Du family?"