Chapter 429

Upon hearing this, Ma Sanluo immediately said, "My son was actually captured and taken away; he was coerced by them."

"Otherwise, my son would never have been a small team leader over there."

"Don't look at him as a small team leader; in reality, he is monitored every single moment. He has absolutely no personal freedom."

"So, under these circumstances, in order to save his life, I had no choice but to do this."

After saying this, Ma Sanluo’s eyes were filled with incomparable sincerity.

He seemed to want to use this excuse to absolve himself of his crimes.

When Ying Mo saw this scene, his first reaction was that Ma Sanluo was lying.

After all, if the other party really had such a son, he would have said so at the very first moment; there would have been no need to beat around the bush with him.

Thinking of this, someone nearby sent the pigeon back.

At this moment, there was a trace of blood on the pigeon.

Ying Mo asked, "What does this blood mean?"

Only to hear Ma Sanluo continue, "Blood means there is danger here, telling them to flee quickly."

Upon hearing the other party's explanation, Ying Mo instantly felt his scalp tingle.

He never expected that such a person would emerge from within his own team.

Ying Mo suddenly looked up and said bluntly, "You are lying!"

Ying Mo’s words startled Ma Sanluo.

Ma Sanluo had thought he had survived this ordeal and that perhaps Ying Mo would let him go.

He did not expect the other party to have seen through his true intentions, which made him feel particularly distressed.

Subsequently, he spoke directly: "Young Master, everything I said is absolutely true. I am definitely not lying. If I am lying, may I be struck by lightning."

After saying this, Ying Mo kicked a person out from the crowd of Ma Sanluo’s former subordinates nearby.

Then, he asked in a cold voice, "What exactly is the situation? Tell me carefully what his son has been doing over there."

Ying Mo could finally see that the relationship between these subordinates and Ma Sanluo was very good.

Therefore, they must certainly have some understanding of the true situation regarding the son.

After all, in ordinary times, these people likely helped Ma Sanluo handle such matters, and furthermore, these few people had already submitted.

So, Ying Mo was not worried that they would lie.

One of them wanted to speak, but Ma Sanluo suddenly said loudly from the side, "Some things can be said, and some things cannot."

"If you speak nonsense, it will weigh on your conscience."

Ma Sanluo’s words were clearly a threat, so Ying Mo retaliated with a slap.

A middle-aged, strong man like Ma Sanluo was slapped to the ground and dared not resist.

Thus, the person who had just been pulled out.

Could only honestly confess: "As far as I know, General Ma’s son likely went to the Blood Blade Sect voluntarily to become a member of their group."

"Because General Ma’s son wanted to master poison techniques, he went there to cultivate."

"But I didn't expect that once he started cultivating, he wouldn't come back. The initial purpose was also very simple; he just wanted to get more information from over there."

"But what I didn't expect was that he would be continuously promoted in the Blood Blade Sect. He should be the Deputy Sect Master of the Blood Blade Sect now..."

Upon hearing this, Ma Sanluo felt extremely distressed, not expecting such a situation.

At this moment, Ying Mo revealed a cold smile.

He did not expect Ma Sanluo to pretend to tell him the truth so convincingly, when in fact, all of this was to deceive him.

At this time, Ma Sanluo shouted, "They are all lying; there is no such thing."

After hearing these words, Ying Mo did not say anything more.

He simply dropped a cold sentence: "Lock him up; I will know the result after a detailed investigation."

After saying this, he turned and left.

Upon hearing this, Ma Sanluo breathed a sigh of relief; at the very least, he didn't have to die for the moment. As for whether he would die later.

That was not a problem for him to worry about. Ying Mo returned to his room.

Subsequently, he said, "Wu Mian, I give you a task: go and personally investigate what position Ma Sanluo’s son holds within the Blood Blade Sect."

Upon hearing this, Wu Mian was somewhat puzzled and said, "Young Master, why don't we just kill Ma Sanluo directly? Why keep him?"

Hearing this, Ying Mo said, "Some people need to be kept, and some don't. Ma Sanluo has lived in the Huayin Mountain camp for so long."

"He has developed feelings with many people, so this matter must be laid out clearly."

"Only then will there be a means to kill him; otherwise, wouldn't it just be hearsay among the crowd? Anyway, we have time."

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"Moreover, we can take this opportunity to spread the news of Ma Sanluo’s death."

Hearing this, Wu Mian suddenly understood. It turned out that Ying Mo had planned it long ago; no matter what the final result was, Ma Sanluo had to die!

This investigation was just to put on a show for the other party.

To let the other party know, to let everyone know, that Ying Mo was very rigorous in his approach to this matter.

However, Ying Mo also hated Ma Sanluo intensely. If it weren't for him, he would have already eliminated that group of unconscionable scoundrels from the Blood Blade Sect.

Then, Ying Mo took Wu Mian, who had not yet departed, to the place where the Huayin Mountain General was being held.

At this moment, looking at the disheveled Huayin Mountain General before him, Ying Mo felt increasingly displeased.

"I hope you can still exert some residual value; otherwise, don't blame me for being impolite."

Thinking of this, Ying Mo couldn't help but frown slightly, his expression somewhat ugly.

For a moment, the anger in his heart surged continuously.

And at this moment, even the subordinates in front of him did not dare to say anything more.

One by one, they lowered the sounds they might make as much as possible, and even their breathing was deliberately suppressed.

Because they could all clearly feel Ying Mo’s fury.

Especially upon learning that their own General was actually an inside agent for the other party, even they couldn't help but feel some resentment.

Especially the General on whom everyone’s gaze was fixed.

At this moment, he lowered his head and dared not offer any more excuses.

After all, he was very clear about the temper of the person in front of him.

If his previous excuses hadn't been seen through, it would have been easier to talk.

But with the reports from his subordinates just now, his current situation was exceptionally awkward.

This also made him understand very well that even if he said anything now, it would be useless, and might even invite more disgust from everyone.

So, in order to diminish his presence, this Huayin Mountain General maintained his silence.

At the same time, he prayed secretly in his heart, hoping to obtain a relatively good outcome.

"Wu Mian."

After a brief silence among the crowd, Ying Mo suddenly called out softly to Wu Mian beside him.

"Here, my lord."

Upon hearing Ying Mo’s words, Wu Mian reacted immediately and responded quickly.

"I think the task I gave you before might not have been described in enough detail."

Upon hearing Ying Mo say this, Wu Mian immediately felt some confusion in his heart again.

After all, when he was being briefed earlier, the task requirements had already been told to him. Generally speaking, how could there be other additions?

After all, such a task was not actually difficult for him.

But he was very clever and did not raise the question, instead waiting there.

Waiting for Ying Mo’s next words.

Because he knew that since Ying Mo had brought this up, there must be a profound intention behind it.

Sure enough, Ying Mo spoke again very quickly.

"Next, I will arrange some manpower to specifically cooperate with you in finding out the whereabouts of others in the Blood Blade Sect."

"Especially the son of this Huayin Mountain General."

"Don't be in a hurry to act; instead, you can pass some news to them."

Speaking of this, Ying Mo couldn't help but sneer.

As if thinking of something happy.