Chapter 367: The Daoist
At that moment, the Crimson Cloud Evil Spirit's eyes flickered, and he lowered his voice toward Li Musheng, "Young hero, there is no need to waste words on this dog emperor. Why not simply take him down directly?"
"Then use that powerful interrogation method of yours. I guarantee this dog emperor will tell you everything he knows and hand Daoist Qingyu over without a word of resistance."
The interrogation method the Crimson Cloud Evil Spirit was referring to was naturally the Life and Death Talisman.
He had personal experience of it, and was firmly convinced there was no one in the world who could endure that kind of terrifying agony.
But Li Musheng looked at the Great Xuan emperor before them, rubbed his chin, and said, "If that would work, you would not need to tell me. The problem is, the one in front of us is not the real man."
At those words, the Crimson Cloud Evil Spirit, Zhao Kuang, and the others all went momentarily blank, then every one of them turned to look at the white-haired elder in the dragon robes.
"Sir... you mean he... is not my father?"
Crown Prince Zhao Kuang's expression turned unsettled, the earlier look of panicked helplessness fading gradually as a flash of stunned fury surfaced in his eyes.
Zhao Muning studied the white-haired elder carefully, then shook her head slowly, "It has been a long time since I have seen Father Emperor, but this person, whether in appearance, bearing, or even the weight of authority he carries, is exactly as I remember him."