Chapter 173 Torture Dali Temple Prison "what!……" The extremely shrill screams and the cruel scenes of various prisoners being tortured were so bloody and brutal that it was like falling into the eighteenth level of hell. The cell was filled with various blood-stained torture instruments, which looked very creepy. "My lord, please come this way!" Lu Hanyang walked on calmly, his steps smooth as if he was in his own yard. The fear on his face when he saw the prisoners being beaten and bleeding shows how strong his mentality is. The jailer took Lu Hanyang through the cells and came to an iron cage at the back. The two jailers who were guarding nearby saluted immediately when they saw Lu Hanyang. "See my lord!"
It can be seen that he knows the visitor. "Ah." Lu Hanyang responded calmly: "Where is the assassin who assassinated the princess?" The jailer was stunned when he heard this, then lowered his head and said, "My lord, the assassin is inside." Lu Hanyang walked in, followed by the jailer. In the iron cell, a man was tied to a cross with iron chains, his body was beaten to pieces and blood was all over. "Snapped!……" "Tell me! Who ordered you to assassinate the princess?" The jailer swung a black soft whip with spikes and hit the man, and immediately a bloody mark appeared on his body. The jailer ordered someone to bring salt and sprinkle it on the bloody wound. Jue Ge's face immediately turned pale, his forehead was covered with cold sweat, and he couldn't help screaming in pain. "what!" He almost fainted from the pain, but the person next to him picked up a bucket of ice-cold water and poured it on him. "Wow~" Jue Ge suddenly woke up, looking disheveled. He stared in a daze as he watched the jailer coming towards him with a tray. On the tray were dozens of silver needles as thin as cow hair, of different sizes, shining with silver light, and looking very creepy. "You...what are you going to do?" "What?" The jailer smiled viciously: "Do you know what this is?" He picked up a silver needle that glowed with a creepy light and said slowly, "If you stick them into your fingers one by one..."
Jue Ge looked at the needle that seemed to be piercing his eyes, his pupils constricted and his face turned pale. The jailer laughed viciously: "Scared?" "Ten fingers connect to the heart. This kind of acupuncture is specially used to deal with delicate beauties like you. Even strong women can't stand it, let alone you little darlings." The jailer gently stroked Jue Ge's hand and said, "Look at this delicate hand. I can't bear to stab it." Suddenly, the jailer's eyes turned cold. He grabbed Juege's hand and the silver needle in his hand approached his fingertips. "Don't tell me!" Jue Ge gritted his teeth and glared at the jailer fiercely. "I told you, no one ordered me to do that!" "Hard-mouthed, huh?" The jailer's eyes flashed with viciousness, and the slender silver needle in his hand stabbed directly and fiercely! "what!" Jue Ge felt like fainting from the pain, his face turned pale as paper and he was sweating profusely. The jailer said fiercely: "Tell me or not?!" "stop!" Just when the jailer was about to torture him again, a voice sounded to stop him. The jailer who was carrying out the punishment paused and looked up. I saw several jailers walking behind me. The man in the lead was wearing a blue robe embroidered with elegant bamboo leaf patterns. Her jet-black hair was combed into a neat bun on top of her head, and contained in an exquisite white jade hair crown. Her temperament was elegant and gentle, yet cold and aloof. "Didn't you see the master coming? Why don't you bow quickly?" The jailer reacted and knelt down immediately. "Young man, see you!" Lu Hanyang glanced over, his indifferent gaze falling on the person on the cross. "Is this man the assassin who killed the princess?" The jailer kneeling on the ground responded respectfully: "Yes, sir." "But this guy is a stubborn person. No matter how I torture him, he won't reveal the mastermind behind this." (End of this chapter)