The South City Bureau was full of capable men.
It only took a day for someone to make the brothers Zhao Ji and Zhao Gui talk.
Zhao Ji truly knew nothing about the No-Heaven Sect's affairs, but he was corrupt, bent the law, and even had a few lives on his hands. With his crimes tallied up, there was no way he would be spared.
Zhao Gui, a Hall Master of the No-Heaven Sect, knew things that ordinary members didn't. However, his knowledge was limited. He only knew that the No-Heaven Sect had a method to rapidly enhance a person's strength.
That was how the Dharma Protectors were created.
As for how they did it, Zhao Gui had no idea.
Knowing he was a dead man, Zhao Gui only asked for a quick death. He had no reason to lie.
He had even given up the location of the No-Heaven Sect's headquarters; there was certainly no reason for him to conceal anything else.
"Constable Xiao Su, the No-Heaven Sect's headquarters is at Lu Liu Manor, ten li south of the city."
