Inside the interrogation room.
Dapao's whip lashed out, causing continuous screams from these people, the blood on the whip splattering everywhere as it swung.
Once Dapao had made a round, finished his decibel game, he finally put the whip away.
Turning his head, he saw Li Yu standing not far behind him.
Dapao's expression abruptly changed, and the previously arrogant look instantly turned into a smile:
"Brother Yu, what brings you here?"
Li Yu, expressionless, said plainly:
"How's the interrogation going? Any results?"
Dapao was a bit embarrassed, as he had just been busy beating people and hadn't had the chance to ask, so he said, "Almost there, almost there."
Seeing this, Li Yu didn't expose him, just nodded and said, "Hurry up, we don't have much time. We need to get the information quickly, as we still have to investigate people afterward."
