55: I can let you go, but my knife may not

Hearing Jiang Lan's question, Hong Luan hesitated for a long time.

She didn't dare to answer.

She was truly afraid that as soon as she answered, that long saber would fall on her neck.

Jiang Lan saw that Hong Luan wasn't speaking after a long time and shook his head slightly.

"Forget it, how many lives you've harmed has nothing to do with me. Let's talk about something else."

Hong Luan said with some difficulty, "Talk... about what?"

She actually didn't want to talk to Jiang Lan at all, only wanting to leave this place quickly.

As long as she could leave alive, she would immediately depart from Yan Ducheng, this cursed place.

He's already carrying a saber and looking for her lair; this is too terrifying.

At this moment, Hong Luan somewhat regretted not leaving earlier, not coveting the blood food within the city.

Now, good, she coveted and coveted, and now she's gotten herself into trouble.

Jiang Lan was unaware of Hong Luan's inner thoughts, nor was he interested in knowing, and went straight to the point:

"Besides you, how many other Green Lantern Sect members are in this city?"

Hong Luan heard this and said without thinking, "About four or five."

Jiang Lan's eyes narrowed slightly.

He didn't expect such an unexpected gain.

He thought that if one or two Green Lantern Sect members had infiltrated the city, that would already be quite something.

He didn't expect Hong Luan to say four or five right away.

In his eyes, these weren't four or five Green Lantern Sect members, but clearly hundreds or thousands of years of lifespan.

"Continue."

Hong Luan adjusted the red silk dress on her body, then lightly brushed away the stray hair that had fallen on her forehead, and then said:

"Young Master, if I tell you, can you be kind enough to spare my life?"

"Yes."

Jiang Lan did not hesitate at all, directly agreeing to Hong Luan's request.

He could spare Hong Luan's life, but the long saber in his hand might not.

Jiang Lan felt no burden in lying to these people from the Green Lantern Sect.

After all, he was only deceiving people, which was truly a minor matter compared to cannibalism.

"Then I thank Young Master."

A hint of joy flashed in Hong Luan's eyes.

However, she wasn't foolish; she certainly wouldn't lightly trust Jiang Lan just because of a single sentence from him.

If she truly lacked even that much intelligence, in a place like the Green Lantern Sect, she would have long been eaten by others until not even bone fragments remained.

"Speak."

"Young Master, which one do you want to hear first?"

Jiang Lan's face showed no expression.

She was trying to probe him.

However, he truly knew very little about the Green Lantern Sect, and as for who was in this Yan Ducheng, he knew even less.

Thinking of this, a flash of inspiration struck Jiang Lan's mind.

He opened his mouth and asked:

"Who is the one capable of the Soul Reaping Technique?"

Yesterday, that Altar Lord had told him that he had been afflicted by someone's Soul Reaping Technique.

It was just that he spoke vaguely, and Jiang Lan didn't take it seriously at first.

It was still that saying.

If they were truly powerful, they would directly confront him, soldier against soldier, general against general, and openly clash; there would be no need for those mystical, shady methods.

Since underhanded methods were used, then their strength should not be very impressive.

Of course, there are exceptions to everything; although Jiang Lan didn't care, it would be even better if he could get some information beforehand to be prepared.

"Soul Reaping?"

Hong Luan frowned and thought for a long time before suddenly realizing.

"You mean Zhu Zai?"

Jiang Lan was stunned.

Zhu Zai?

This name... one could only say that Zhu Zai's father was quite talented.

However, after merely complaining internally, Jiang Lan quickly continued to ask:

"Tell me in detail."

Hong Luan had no intention of concealing anything.

Although she didn't believe that Jiang Lan would truly fulfill his promise to let her go if she spoke.

But if she didn't even answer the first question, she was afraid that Jiang Lan's long saber would directly come down.

Playing tricks also required knowing the right timing.

"He is a hunter, usually associating with beasts, and he often studies strange arts, using them on the beasts he keeps. Young Master just mentioned the Soul Reaping Technique; I've heard a bit about it.

"It is said that a martial artist once accidentally killed one of his exotic beasts, and was then entangled by the Soul Reaping Technique placed on that exotic beast, and ten days later, he suddenly died in his home, with a very tragic appearance."

As Hong Luan spoke, her orchid-like finger lightly pried, and the red lantern hanging above their heads also trembled slightly.

Jiang Lan, however, didn't notice this subtle movement; after hearing Hong Luan's words, he also had an idea in his mind.

"There's a Tiger Demon on Black Wind Mountain; is it one he raised?"

"That, I do not know."

Hong Luan, as if inadvertently, reached her hand into a large red quilt.

Seeing this, Jiang Lan's hand, holding the long saber, moved slightly.

In an instant, a silver streak of light flashed across the air, hovering precisely at the center of Hong Luan's brow.

Hong Luan was struck as if by lightning, and her body immediately stiffened.

Jiang Lan said softly:

"There's no need to play tricks. Next time, this saber of mine might just land on your pale neck."

A layer of fine sweat beads appeared on Hong Luan's forehead.

She forced a smile and said:

"No, I wouldn't... How would I dare?"

Jiang Lan withdrew his saber, the long saber pointing diagonally to the ground.

"You had best not dare. Tell me, what Realm is that Zhu Zai in?"

"This... I haven't had much contact with him, so I'm not entirely sure of the specifics, but his Realm should be inferior to mine."

"Woo woo..."

Just then, that familiar groaning sound once again entered Jiang Lan's ears.

Hearing the sound, Hong Luan's expression changed slightly.

Jiang Lan looked in the direction from which the sound came, then looked back at Hong Luan.

"If I'm not mistaken, that sound is from the original owner of this house, right?"

Hong Luan lightly bit her lower lip.

She wanted to say no.

But obviously, saying no at a time like this, anyone with a sound mind would not believe it.

"Don't be in a hurry to deny it; I'm not interested in pressing the matter."

To be honest, Jiang Lan didn't really care about the fate of the original owner's family of this house.

If he could save them, he would.

If not, then so be it.

And right now, getting information from Hong Luan was clearly a much higher priority than saving a few ordinary people.

Hearing that Jiang Lan didn't intend to pursue the matter, Hong Luan also breathed a sigh of relief.

Jiang Lan continued:

"And your Altar Lord, how much do you know about him?"

He had only asked about Zhu Zai as an aside.

What he most wanted to know was information about that Altar Lord.

Hearing Jiang Lan mention the Altar Lord, Hong Luan's expression was clearly somewhat surprised.

It wasn't a surprise of unexpectedness, but rather like a child secretly doing something and being caught red-handed by a parent.

However, Jiang Lan did not infer much from Hong Luan's expression, but stood still, awaiting her answer.

Hong Luan's chest rose and fell for a while.

Under the illumination of the lantern's light above, faint reflections shimmered through the red silk dress.

Suddenly, she looked up.

"Young Master, when this matter is concluded, will you truly let me go?"

"Yes."

Hong Luan smiled; in the reflection of the red light, her smile carried a hint of seduction.

"Altar Lord is arriving soon. Why doesn't Young Master go and ask him personally?"