Zhao Bing awoke to the movement of aether, he could not remember how exactly he fell asleep but as now as he looked up, he felt beat up. His eyes were blurry and his head was ringing with each swing of his body. That was when his brain registered that he was hanging from his chains locked to his wrist. By that point the people had already reached him enough that he could make out who they were.

  “Mr. Bing, where is your nephew?”

  “Patriarch Shi, is that all?” Zhao Bing asked with mirth “You cut my fingers so what? You will have to do better than that”

  The unknown sage punched him in the next moment, sending Zhao Bing’s body swinging like a pendulum.

  “That is not what i want to hear.” Patriarch Shi said “ Tell me where you hid the kid?”

  “I am not telling you nothing!”

  “Come on Mr. Bing, this is the second day, you are not supposed to be more cooperative. I would have been more disappointed, anyway I asked Wei, you know your patner in crime. He says there are two groups after me. It seems the other group took measures against torture, so i need you to help me out. Who are you working with?”

  “I ain’t telling you, shit.”

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  “Fine, fine, feed him the potion.”

  Patriarch Shi held up a bottle of purple liquid, the sage beside him gestured and the liquid in the bottle floated up wrapped in a layer of air bedore forcing its way through Zhao Bing’s nose. Which led him into a coughing fit.

  “This potion will give you pain, pain that you will never forget, unless you tell me what I need to know.”

  “Shi Tan, you know nothing you do will work….. AHHH!” The pain hit like a gift from hell.

  “You know, my skills in the art of torture have been improving thanks to all this practice I have been getting lately, so I decided to push my skills to the next level. The potion you have just inhaled will cause you pain for the next hour, every single day of your life and I will make sure to feed you the potion every other hour till your twenty-four of everyday is filled with pain. Or at least that is the hope but I haven’t really tested it on a sixth tier so let’s see how it holds up.”

  Zhao Bing began to laugh and as he laughed harder, tears poured from his eyes. Clear tears turned into purple liquid. The liquid flowed out from his eyes, his nose and he even collected enough in his mouth to spit it in Shi Tan’s face.

  “Don’t compare me with your bloodline, it is trash.” Zhao Bing said after expelling the potion from his system.

  Shi Tan calmly wiped his face with a handkerchief, “I guess you are onto something, I would have to do something about that. Beat his aether out of him, then feed him another potion.”

  “If he dies of overdose?” the sage asked, speaking for the first time.

  “I will take care of it, at least his death will be as enlightening as this session on the potions efficacy.” He whistled and a tear in space appeared in the room and patriarch Shi walked through it out of the room.