"Madam, what just happened to us?" Chai Qin frowned. They were clearly in the thatched hut earlier, but now they woke up nearby, and the thatched hut was burned to nothing. How could neither she nor Yang Xiong have noticed?
"It's nothing much, just some poison in the smoke." Yang Ruxin smiled slightly. "Now's not the time to dwell on this; we need to interrogate these people. Those who talk live, those who want to die, don't stop them."
Those men in black were indeed death warriors; they started committing suicide the moment they regained freedom. They bit down on their mouths and were done for instantly. If Yang Xiong hadn't stopped one in time, they would have left no witnesses alive.
"The sky is still not bright. Yang Xiong, I'll take a nap. You handle the interrogation." Yang Ruxin leaned against a big tree and sat down. "If they spill any useful info, let them go to find a place to survive. If not, stuff their poison capsule right back into their mouths."
