Chapter 263: The Sect Leader Wakes Up Grumpy Every Day (11)

“Master!” A vigorous voice resounded, startling Shen Mubai.

She doesn’t know what Jun Jiuling said, but one of the men said, “It’s been taken care of.”

Jun Jiuling smirked ambiguously.

All the subordinates shivered.

After Jun Jiuling left, one of the men asked, “Wu Er, who is this woman?”

The black cloth over Shen Mubai’s eyes was finally removed. Her vision gradually cleared from blur to clarity. She was feeling faint from hunger, making everyone in front of her appear as if there were two of them. So she weakly shook her head.

Chunhua, or rather Wu Er, glared at Shen Mubai and then said to the man who looked exactly like him, “She’s a woman who sneaked into the prison, attempting to plot against the master.”

Shen Mubai finally realized it wasn’t her eyes playing tricks; the two men really did look identical. The one on the right was just a bit shorter; otherwise, she couldn’t distinguish between them.

The man she was staring at grumbled, “What are you looking at? You want me to gouge your eyes out?”

Shen Mubai felt wronged. Wasn’t she allowed to even look?

The taller man on the left, with a rather cold expression, glanced at Shen Mubai and then said, “Let’s keep her detained for a few days. You can interrogate her.”

And so it was decided.

Shen Mubai weakly spoke up, “Wait, I have something to say.”

Wu Er seemed impatient, so he glared fiercely with his copper bell-like eyes and said, “What else do you have to say?”

Shen Mubai said plaintively, “Can I have some food first?”

There was a momentary silence in the air.

The shorter man stuttered, “Who’s cooking today?”

Wu Er thought for a moment. “It should be the Second Hall Master.”

The slightly cold man’s demeanor froze slightly, and he calmly said, “I realize I haven’t practiced my internal strength today. You guys, go ahead and eat.”

The shorter man quickly covered his stomach. “I have a bit of a stomachache. I’ll go to the latrine first.”

Before Wu Er could say anything, he disappeared without a trace.

The slightly cold man glanced at Shen Mubai.

Wu Er understood what he meant and said confidently, “”This bit*h is just pretending to be stupid.. Give me a few days, and I guarantee I’ll interrogate her and find out who her master is.”

After Wu Er finished speaking, the man confidently walked away.

Shen Mubai’s eyelids twitched.

Wu Er pulled her up fiercely and said viciously, “I’ll let you eat a meal first, and then I’ll interrogate you.”

Shen Mubai thought to herself, Well, anything was better than being hungry.

But she soon realized she was wrong.

With a pained expression, she looked at the bowl of pitch-black porridge in front of her and stammered, “Chunhua, what is this?”

Wu Er glared at her fiercely.

Shen Mubai pleaded, “Big brother, what is this?”

Wu Er shot her a glance. “This is porridge.”

Shen Mubai miserably asked the system, “System, can you put me back in prison? I promise I won’t make trouble and ask for meat anymore.”

The system replied, “Too late.”

Wu Er, seeing she wasn’t eating, slammed his hand on the table. “Are you going to eat or not?”

Shen Mubai tearfully looked at the porridge, holding onto hope as she looked at the person across from her. “Are there any steamed buns?”

Wu Er snorted coldly. “You think you deserve steamed buns?”

Shen Mubai said nothing.

She dared not imagine what kind of demonic cult she had ended up in.