The Table Has Turned (1)
"Stop it, you two." Feng Luotian interfered.
He turned to the twins: "Your fates are in my hands now, so I'd like to ask a few questions. If you answer me honestly, maybe I will let you live."
"Heh. You wish to interrogate us?! In your dreams!" Black Ghost scoffed.
"Indeed. Boil us all you want, and we won't spill a single bean." White Ghost followed suit
Feng Luotian laughed at these stubborn ghosts: "You underestimate me too much."
Following that, he drew an array before tossing another fine bronze catalyst inside. He reinforced it with the technique of TRUTH before abruptly appearing behind Black Ghost.
"Crack!" One stomp at the back knee dislocated the femur from the tibia, forcing Black Ghost to kneel down. He would have torn his leg apart in a single kick with a little more strength.