The Marquis of Ancheng's face was swollen from being slapped; he clutched his throat, coughing nonstop, and backed into the corner. His expression was one of terrified horror as he looked at the man and asked, "What did you feed me?"
"The Jiao Pearl, hand it over." The Black Robed Man answered, seemingly off-topic.
The Marquis of Ancheng's eyes widened in shock, "What Jiao Pearl? I don't have it."
Why is everyone looking for the Jiao Pearl from him? He hasn't had it for a long time!
The Black Robed Man's face darkened, these ants are so troublesome. It would be simpler to just Soul Search.
The Marquis of Ancheng suddenly felt a chill run down his spine and hurriedly said, "Really, I did have it before, but later on Lin Xiang took it away from me. Go find him. If I'm lying, may the heavens strike me down with lightning, no, may I not die a good death."
Better Lin Xiang, that bastard, gets hassled than me!
