Sat in the interrogation room that had walls clad with some sort of special metal that he didn't recognise, Adam was relaxed as he leaned back in the chair that was in the centre of the room.
He couldn't help but wonder whether he would be able to break out of the interrogation room if they locked him in it, since it was reinforced enough to hold most cultivators, but testing that out would only cause him more trouble.
His Death Devouring Daggers could cut through normal metals like a hot knife through butter, but this material seemed to have been made denser and stronger.
Whatever it was, it was impressive, but also not anything too amazing as Adam turned to the man who had entered the interrogation room and appeared to recognise him.