The comments said I was deeply affectionate, I just added points by using an alternate account.

Su Yuehe got out of the car first, walked to the iron gate, took out a card from her pocket, and swiped it on an inconspicuous metal plate on the right side of the gate frame.

The sound of machinery turning came from inside the iron gate, and the latch popped open.

Chen Guan followed her inside.

The moment the iron gate closed, the lights inside the warehouse came on.

The interior is completely different from the exterior.

The lobby floor was made of polished alloy panels, and surveillance screens were embedded in the walls on both sides. Directly opposite was a heavy elevator door, with two guards in black uniforms standing next to it.

"Miss Su."

The guard on the left nodded to Su Yuehe.

Su Yuehe flashed the number on the authorization letter, and the guard verified it before entering a password on the electronic terminal.

The elevator doors slowly opened.

The two entered the elevator.

Chen Guan noticed that the floor buttons only had a downward option, from -1 to -6, with a red diamond-shaped symbol next to the button for the bottom floor.

Su Yuehe pressed the negative six.

The elevator began to descend, not quickly, but it continued for a long time. Chen Guan estimated the depth to be about 100 meters underground.

The only sound inside the elevator was the low rumble of mechanical machinery.

"Are you nervous?" Chen Guan glanced at her.

"I'm not nervous."

Su Yuehe answered quickly.

"I'm not the one who should be nervous."

The elevator arrived at the sixth basement level, and the doors opened.

A straight corridor stretched forward, with rows of closed metal cells on both sides, each door marked with a number and a small observation window.

The air in the corridor was cold, carrying a mixed smell of disinfectant and metal.

There was an armed guard standing guard every ten meters. When they saw Su Yuehe, they saluted in unison without asking any questions, as if it were commonplace.

Su Yuehe stopped in front of the last door at the end of the corridor.

The number on the door is A-017.

She turned to look at the coffin, her voice very low.

"Once you're inside, don't say anything. Just watch how I ask you questions."

"What if he doesn't cooperate?"

"He will cooperate."

Chen Guan noticed that when Su Yuehe said those words, something in her eyes changed; her gentleness and kindness faded, and she looked more like the speaker Chen Guan had only seen in the news.

She swiped her card, entered her password, and the metal door slid open from the middle to both sides.

The room was small, with gray-white soundproof panels on all four walls and a pale white light embedded in the ceiling, illuminating the entire room without a single shadow.

In the very center is a metal chair fixed to the ground, and a person is sitting in the chair.

Yue Teng.

His limbs were secured to the armrests and legs of the chair by specially made spiritual locks, and he wore a silver ring around his neck, which was a spiritual energy suppressor.

His complexion was worse than a week ago; his cheekbones protruded, his eye sockets were sunken, and his skin had an unhealthy grayish-white color, like tree bark that had been drained of most of its moisture.

But his eyes were open.

The bloodshot eyes turned around after hearing the door open, the pupils first sweeping over Su Yuehe, then landing on Chen Guan behind her.

The moment their eyes met, Yue Teng's lips moved.

"It's you again."

His voice was hoarse, as if he were half-dead.

Chen Guan did not reply. He leaned the black coffin against the corner of the wall, pulled over a folding chair next to him, and sat down.

Su Yuehe walked to the front of Yue Teng, placed the folder on the small table next to her, opened it, and took out a few photos.

She held up the first photo in front of Yue Teng.

That's a panoramic view of the underground temple.

"Do you recognize this place?"

Yue Teng's gaze swept over the photo, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly, whether in a smile or a twitch was unclear.

Do you think I'll answer your question?

"I don't think you have the right not to answer."

Su Yuehe put the photo down and replaced it with the second one.

That was a close-up of Yue Teng's body after it was corrupted by the black energy; his skin peeled off, revealing the white bones underneath.

"You should have felt the side effects of the spiritual energy suppressor. Your bloodline abilities are being continuously suppressed, and every day that the remaining dark energy in your body will backfire on you."

She crouched down, bringing her line of sight to Yue Teng's.

"According to the medical team's assessment, you have at most three months left."

Yue Teng stared at her for a few seconds, his chapped lips splitting open and a trickle of blood seeping out.

"Three months is enough."

His hoarse voice even carried a hint of laughter.

"What can you do with that?" Su Yuehe asked.

Yue Teng did not answer the question. His gaze went past Su Yuehe's shoulder and returned to Chen Guan, who was sitting in the corner.

Why aren't you saying anything?

Chen Guan raised his eyelids slightly.

"You didn't ask me any questions."

"Now I'll ask you a question."

Yue Teng leaned forward, and the lock rattled.

"What did you feel when you emerged from your cocoon that night?"

The air in the room grew cold.

Su Yuehe straightened her back. She didn't interrupt, but turned to the side, leaving space for Chen Guan.

Chen Guan sat on a folding chair with his legs crossed and his arms wrapped around his chest in a relaxed posture.

He looked at Yue Teng's gaunt face: "You answer her question first."

"Then I'll consider whether or not to answer you."

Yue Teng stared at him, something shifting in his cloudy eyes, as if he were making some kind of choice.

The silence lasted for nearly half a minute.

Finally, Yue Teng withdrew his gaze and looked back at Su Yuehe, who was squatting in front of him.

"Ask away."

Su Yuehe pulled over another folding chair from the wall and sat directly opposite Yue Teng, with less than a meter between them.

She opened the folder and pulled out a handwritten outline to prepare her questions. The paper contained a dozen or so neatly arranged questions.

"The first question, let's start from the beginning, what is the relationship between your family and the Lord of Nothingness?"

Yue Teng leaned back in the metal chair, the locks leaving a dark red mark on his wrist. He turned his head to look at the interrogator opposite him.

"You are the Speaker's daughter."

"The question I asked has nothing to do with whose daughter I am."

Su Yuehe continued speaking in a calm tone.

Answer me.

Yue Teng's chapped lips moved twice, producing a dry laugh.

You've probably looked up the term "眷者" before.

His voice was a few degrees clearer than before, and he stated frankly that if the Yue family were traced back dozens of generations, the eldest son of each generation would be a servant of the Lord of Nothingness.

"The bloodline has never been broken."

"Your family has served a being that has never appeared for dozens of generations. Has it responded to you, in any form?"

Yue Teng remained silent for a few seconds, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down, before asking what the specific meaning of the response was.

"Symptoms, blessings, divine pronouncements, anything that can prove the other's existence."

Su Yuehe touched the paper with the tip of her pen. She felt that a belief that had been passed down for dozens of generations could not be based on just a single oral instruction.

That's just too stupid.

Yue Teng stared down at his bound hands, the knuckles of his hands protruding.

"have."

He paused for several seconds before resuming his story.