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In the shadows, Ye Xunhuan felt that the night and Tian Sha were somehow connected.

After all, when Antonio made his move, Tian Sha followed suit, and from Tian Sha’s words, it wasn’t hard to deduce that the night and Tian Sha were likely in league, dividing the labor.

Ye Xunhuan even guessed that this shadow was quite possibly Tian Sha’s sister, but now all of this was just speculation and needed to be confirmed from this woman’s mouth.

Facing Ye Xunhuan’s icy words and his cruel demeanor, the woman showed no trace of fear on her pale face; she was entirely the same as before.

"Marshal, I’ve told you everything I know. Asking what I don’t is useless!"

Ye Xunhuan sneered, "Looks like you won’t cry until you see the coffin!"

The woman remained silent, staring fixedly at Ye Xunhuan.

"Huaxia’s ancestors left many interrogation tools and methods for questioning prisoners in ancient times. Do you know?" Ye Xunhuan said plainly, "If you don’t, I can enlighten you!"

"I’ll enlighten you about the punishments specifically designed for women!" Ye Xunhuan continued lightly, "Among them are the wooden horse, the flogging, skinning, and lingering death!"

"But I think those are too cruel, especially for a woman!"

Saying this, Ye Xunhuan’s mouth slowly curled into a wickedly cruel smile, "I’m planning to use the iron skirt punishment on you!"

"Do you know what the iron skirt punishment is?"

The woman didn’t speak, but stared at Ye Xunhuan intently, her eyes starting to show a hint of fear.

She knew the reputation of the Marshal, and she knew he was absolutely ruthless, especially towards enemies, never showing mercy.

After all, the underground world is a world where people devour each other. Here, showing mercy is equal to signing your own death warrant.

"The iron skirt punishment originated in the Ming Dynasty. It’s made of iron and fashioned into clothing for women to wear, then it’s roasted over a stove, like roasting a duck!"

Upon hearing this, the woman couldn’t maintain her composure any longer. Her face changed dramatically, and her eyes revealed unmistakable fear.

Clothing made of iron, roasted over a stove; if the time is short, it might be bearable, but if it goes on for long, the iron will surely turn red-hot. And when it’s worn on a person, the pain is unimaginable, truly a fate worse than death.

"I’ll give you one last chance: if you speak, I’ll give you a quick death. If you remain stubborn..."

Ye Xunhuan slowly turned to Xiao Jiu and said, "Xiao Jiu, have someone make a suit of armor from iron, let her wear it, and try it out!"

Upon hearing Ye Xunhuan’s words, Xiao Jiu broke out in a cold sweat from head to toe, filled with fear inside, yet felt no pity.

This world seems like an era of civilization, but once the veneer is stripped away, it remains a world where the strong prey on the weak, an era where fists rule.

Moreover, if Ye Xunhuan and he fall into the hands of the opponent, they will likely face torture as well.

"I’ll go right now!"

With that, Xiao Jiu turned and left.

After Xiao Jiu left, Ye Xunhuan stared at the woman and said, "I’ll give you time to think it over. If you haven’t spoken by the time Xiao Jiu returns, it will be too late for you to want to speak."

"I’m not fond of waste. If something is made, it has to be tried, begging won’t help!"

"Marshal, if you have the guts, give me a quick death..."

"Want to die?" Ye Xunhuan chuckled, "Sure, but not now!"

"You..."

"Think it over!"

With that, Ye Xunhuan turned to look at Tian Sha nearby.

Upon meeting Ye Xunhuan’s gaze, Tian Sha couldn’t help but shudder.

Just then, when Ye Xunhuan mentioned the iron skirt punishment, every hair on Tian Sha’s body stood on end.

Ye Xunhuan was incredibly vicious, truly wanting to torment someone until life was worse than death!

Now that Ye Xunhuan’s gaze fell on him, it naturally instilled a bit of fear in him.

"You should also think carefully if there’s anything unsaid!" Ye Xunhuan said plainly, "Otherwise, I can help you think!"

Tian Sha slightly moved his throat but didn’t speak, though the fear in his eyes towards Ye Xunhuan grew even more intense.

Olivia stood calmly by, watching the two, knowing that she wouldn’t be the one to suffer the punishment anyway.

Then Ye Xunhuan said nothing, watching the two quietly while lighting a cigarette, just waiting!

Time ticked by, and true to his word, Ye Xunhuan didn’t ask the woman anything further, nor did he question Tian Sha, maintaining silence and waiting for Xiao Jiu’s return.

Olivia didn’t chat with Ye Xunhuan either, the two of them collectively maintaining silence.

Ye Xunhuan and Olivia remained composed and silent, but the woman and Tian Sha could not remain calm.

At this moment, their hearts were filled with unprecedented chaos.

Both Ye Xunhuan and Olivia were among the top ten overlords.

Anyone who becomes an overlord is surely not someone soft-hearted.

If no one speaks up when Xiao Jiu returns, the outcome is predictable.

After an unknown amount of time, Xiao Jiu returned with Ma Yingjun.

At this moment, Ma Yingjun carried several pieces of iron tied together, which clanged as they banged against each other.

But this clear sound, in the woman and Tian Sha’s ears, was like the tormenting sound of hell, deeply invading their hearts.

Seeing Xiao Jiu and Ma Yingjun, more precisely, the iron pieces in Ma Yingjun’s hand, the woman trembled, "Marshal..."

"Don’t speak!" Ye Xunhuan interrupted her, "The tools are made for you; if we don’t try them, what a waste it would be!"

"Put it on her, and get me a stove!" Ye Xunhuan instructed lightly.

"Xunhuan, it’s all prepared!"

Ye Xunhuan nodded in satisfaction, "You know how to roast, right?"

"It’s like barbecuing; you just keep flipping it, right?"

Ye Xunhuan laughed lightly, "Yes, that’s the way!"

"I’m good at this; I often roast barbecue myself!"

"Then why are you hesitating!"

Xiao Jiu and Ma Yingjun then fitted the iron sheets around the woman. Perhaps due to rushed time, the iron skirt wasn’t very fitted, and resembled something primitive, like a skirt made of leaves.

But for Ye Xunhuan, it was enough; he was after the effect.