I Am Truly Not a Treacherous Minister Your Majesty

Chapter 34: This Person Can Be Dealt With, He Is Truly Capable

Returning to his own Duke An’s mansion, Qin Ji began interrogating the assassin captured by Ling Yan without delay.

Although he had a premonition that this assassin might not provide much important information, it was still better than nothing. After all, it was difficult for someone like Ling Yan, who was not very good at keeping people alive, to keep someone alive.

So, in the dark prison, Qin Ji deliberately placed the assassin and the corpse of the dead warrior killed by Ling Yan in the same cell.

Yes, Qin Ji had always kept the corpse of that dead warrior.

The reason for keeping the corpse was that Qin Ji always felt that this guy might still have other secrets hidden on him. So he had Ling Yan set up a corpse preservation magic array. Ling Yan was quite good at this, and she quickly set up a preservation array for Qin Ji.

To be honest, the effect was excellent. The person looked as if they had just died, with no abnormalities at all.

After tying up the assassin in the dark prison, Qin Ji pretended to leave.

In fact, he never left but sat at the corner of the corridor, while Ling Yan was interrogating the assassin.

Ling Yan was not good at traditional interrogation methods, and she had not really studied them much, although Qin Ji had once made her learn some. However, compared to interrogation, she was better at disassembling people. Thinking of this, Qin Ji later simply handed over the interrogation work to others.

However, Ling Yan’s lack of skill in interrogation did not mean she was not good at questioning.

Ling Yan liked to secretly apply a bit of the “Heart Demon Technique” during the interrogation process, making the other party completely lose the will to resist, thus obtaining the information she wanted to know.

Thus, after applying a deterrent buff to herself, Ling Yan coldly asked:

“Who sent you?”

“……”

How should I put it, this guy’s interrogation skills were really poor. How could the first question be this?

“No one sent us. We organized ourselves to kill that dog emperor.”

This assassin still had some courage, facing Ling Yan’s pressure without flinching.

“Let me say this first, my patience is very limited,” Ling Yan sat in front of him and leisurely took a sip of water, “Oh, by the way, I wonder if you recognize this person. He was someone who once participated in the assassination of my young master. Because he was too arrogant, I taught him a little lesson…”

“Your young master?”

The assassin sneered, looking at the person in front of him who might have the same status as himself.

“If I remember correctly, your master should be that boy Qin Ji, right?”

Ling Yan did not speak, nor did she correct the other’s address. She just quietly looked at the other person, waiting for him to finish speaking.

“I know you, and I know your master. You take good care of him, don’t you? By his side, you probably feel valued, you feel happy, and you think your talents have been recognized, right?”

At this point, the assassin suddenly showed a mocking smile. “Little girl, how many years have you been his little follower?”

“At least eight years.” Ling Yan crossed her long legs and then smiled.

“Eight years. I see your age is only seventeen or eighteen? Or nineteen?”

“Since you guessed it, why do you still call me little girl?” Ling Yan calmly asked in the face of the other’s seemingly provocative behavior.

“Because you don’t understand anything,” the assassin’s mocking tone slightly subsided, and he said with some pity, “Little girl, do you know what kind of person your master is? He is the kind of person who can sacrifice anyone for his decisions. You think he treats you well? That’s because he hasn’t reached the point where he needs to sacrifice you yet.”

“You’re too young, little girl. I admit you are very strong, but so what? Wasting eight years of your youth on him, is this what you want? Following him for eight years, what have you gained?”

The smile on Ling Yan’s face gradually disappeared.

She took a deep breath, as if suppressing her dissatisfaction, and then waved her hand. “Enough, today I am here to interrogate you, not to let you be my life coach. I’ll ask you again, who sent you?”

The assassin did not speak. He just looked at the woman in front of him whose face had darkened. As expected of the Duke of An’s forbidden pet, even with this expression of accumulated resentment, she was still lovable.

Those red pupils dimmed at this moment, making people even more eager to explore her inner thoughts.

“I will naturally say what I know. What use is it to say what I don’t know? It wouldn’t be correct anyway. By then, you would think I was deceiving you, and I would get a beating, and you would have made a wasted trip.”

As the assassin said this, he cast a deep glance down the corridor, as if he had discovered something, and then lightly moved his finger.

“Silence.”

An invisible wave spread out, and then, Qin Ji, who was waiting for news not far away, frowned—there was no sound inside.

Well, this guy actually knows this trick?

“Silence, not bad. It seems you have received guidance from those guys in the west.” Ling Yan said.

The so-called magic and holy arts used in the west are essentially not much different from the spells and techniques used in the east. They all mobilize the spiritual power of this world to accomplish things that cannot be done by human strength alone. But there are still differences in the systems, and the ways both sides use spiritual power are not quite the same.

Simply put, western magic relies more on the magic itself, so they often need to chant. But eastern techniques are different. Compared to the west, the east focuses more on self-transformation—of course, now with the exchange of ideas, the Xia Kingdom is also trying to improve its existing shortcomings.

The silence spell exists in both major systems, but the magic silence spell is more grandiose and precise.

“Just some superficial knowledge.”

The assassin finished speaking and then continued, “I see your dilemma. Your master treats you well, but how long can this treatment last? He is one of the greatest leaders of the Xia Kingdom. Do you think he would really fall for a remnant of the Demon Sect?”

Ling Yan lowered her head after hearing this.

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“I never expected…”

“See, this is what you got in exchange for eight years of your youth, you…”

“But what about you? You speak so well, but in the end, you are just tools for your masters. Look, your master left you here.”

Ling Yan raised her head and argued unwillingly.

“What if I say, our prince wouldn’t do that?”

The assassin snorted coldly and said.

Ling Yan was stunned.

No, she just wanted to casually set up a trap to gather some intelligence, and you really fell for it, big brother?

Is this trap really that easy to fall for? Are pretty girls really that good at making people lower their guard?!