He was waiting, waiting for an order that would turn the tide.
"Don't waste your breath on him, just extort a confession by torture," Director Zheng, growing impatient in the monitoring room, commanded the two interrogators to give Lin Yifan a "friendly" lesson.
Upon receiving the order, the two interrogators immediately left their seats, took up their tools, and entered the room where Lin Yifan was held, ready to teach him a lesson.
Watching this scene, the corners of Lin Yifan's mouth curled slightly; he didn't care at all.
He wasn't afraid of the two interrogators coming in with batons, and even if they came in with guns, pointed at his head, he wouldn't be scared; because he had Cultivation Power to protect him, capable of withstanding many attacks; so their lessons would be a waste of effort.
Just as the two interrogators had entered with the batons, Director Zheng received a phone call from the head of Lishan City Public Security Bureau.
