Another round ended with Zou Qiang knocked into the air again. And drops of blood splashed out of his mouth instantaneously, which manifested a serious internal injury. At last, Zou Qiang checkmated.
However, Lin Xiao didn't let him go. Another punch darted forth, ready to take his life for good.
"Please don't kill me and bear with me till I finish my story," Zou Qiang attempted to fend off Lin Xiao.
Lin Xiao acted on that, "I've already had him cornered. Let him live on till he offers us intelligence."
Zou Qiang raised a request, "I won't say unless you promise you'll spare me."
Hardly had Lin Xiao responded than Wang Manyun hastened to cut in, impersonating Zou Qiang, "Bastard! Coward!" She remembered every detail of the way Zou Qiang cursed Lin Xiao. By coincidence, the curse fit in perfectly well with this situation.
Zou Qiang kneeled to Lin Xiao, looking up to the latter with fervent hopes out of desperation. "Yup. I'm a bastard. I'm a coward. I'll give you the intelligence. Can you spare me?"
Lin Xiao disregarded his plea and urged him with an overwhelming air of authority about him, "Say it!"
Oddly enough, Zou Qiang didn't attempt to fight back when faced with so much pressure. "We have distributed collaborators here."
Nevertheless, Lin Xiao stayed poised on hearing that. Without getting to the bottom of it, he continued, "And?"
Lin Xiao's reaction went way beyond Zou Qiang's expectation. That caught him off guard. He wracked his brain to search for valuable information. Then he finally came up with something else, "Ah. And…And…Our sect had bidden us get well prepared to launch an invasion into the Taixuan Sect. I learned that it's just around the corner."
To Lin Xiao's disappointment, Zou Qiang was supposed to be a good source of intelligence. However, now it turned out that Lin Xiao shouldn't have overestimated him. However, it stood to reason. Zou Qiang was nothing but a domestic Suomo disciple, hence, he wouldn't be able to have access to any useful intelligence.
Lin Xiao blinked his eyes, with murderous intentions popping up in him.
Nevertheless, someone already beat him to it — Li Taixuan dashed up and put down Zou Qiang with a single attack. In so doing, his junior martial uncle's hands wouldn't get tainted by Zou Qiang's filthy blood.
On witnessing the bloodshed, Wang Manyun let out a frightened shout. Being well-protected, she had never been exposed to any kill. Lin Xiao turned back and looked at her, rather concerned. She skipped it over with her tongue stretched out.
Lin Xiao didn't have the heart to allow the talented Taixuan disciples to fall victims to the war. In that case, to get better equipped with martial techniques would be a good solution. "You already heard that. The Suomo Sect is soon going to attack out sect. You'd better go to the scriptorium and get a few books of martial techniques. Do speed up your practice of The Refining Divine Pithy Formula."
Wang Manyun nodded in obedience, holding back the words which sprang to her lips.
Lin Xiao soon made her out. "What's wrong?"
Wang Manyun crimsoned. "I learned somewhere that it called for a token to get in the scriptorium. But I don't have that." As the Taixuan Sect had been stuck in a turmoil since she got enrolled as a disciple, she remained undistributed. Hence, she hadn't have been granted what she was supposed to have.
Lin Xiao reached into his collar to get his own token forthwith.
However, the tertiary chief senior beat Lin Xiao to it. He hastened to fetch Wang Manyun their tokens respectively on learning her concern.