As Dong Huiying finished speaking, two servants immediately lifted the Great Commander and dragged him toward the west side of the residence.
Watching as the Grand Elder was carried away by the servants, Dong Huiying's big eyes curved into little crescents, and she laughed twice slyly, full of mischief.
These were all tough nuts, she knew. These people were very stubborn, immensely loyal to their Master. Even if she wanted to pry open their mouths, if they weren't willing to speak, there was nothing she could do.
Since that's the case, she couldn't be bothered to interrogate them; there was no need to waste time on such matters for now. After all, if she couldn't get the answers she wanted, wouldn't it just be a waste of time and energy?
Even if she talked endlessly, it would all be in vain.
However...
Being powerless was just for the moment. Just wait for twelve more hours...
Dong Huiying's eyes flashed as she glanced back at the secret room.
