"How did he die?!"
Pei Zongti's face turned ashen, and his voice became icy.
He knew something—a traitor was among the Mystical Sect.
The Emperor had ordered an investigation of Zhao Changsheng, even forming a special squad to prevent this situation.
He was one of the initiators, personally selecting many of the elites.
Now, they had finally captured a key witness, who was silenced in the Xuan Sacrificial Officer's prison; if this got out, they'd be a laughingstock.
The Daoist guard knew exactly what Pei Zongti was thinking. Cold sweat broke out on his forehead as he quickly clasped his hands and said, "Please calm down, my lord. We wouldn't dare violate the rules. There are always three guards present, and there's a doctor attending to him at all times..."
"Enough!"
Pei Zongti said in a deep voice, "Just tell me how he died!"
"Well..."
