"Name?"

"Yang Qi."

"Place of origin?"

"Assimilation City."

In the interrogation room stationed in Chixian City, Du Jinlong looked at Yang Hengjun in front of him with an amused expression:

"Oh, so it's Yang Qi from Assimilation City, huh."

Yang Hengjun responded with an innocent look in his eyes.

Although he seemed to be targeted by the people of Chixian City, after careful consideration, Yang Hengjun believed that he hadn't exposed himself.

After all, he considered the possible existence of divine sense detection and deliberately parked the carriage twenty miles outside the city, which was the extreme range of the Core Formation Realm eighth or ninth layer!

The subsequent disguise and route planning were optimally refined, making it impossible for any issues to arise.

Therefore, in Yang Hengjun's view, the soldiers might have mistaken him for some thief with a similar appearance, and the misunderstanding should be resolved soon.

Seeing this spy still putting on a 'I'm a good person' innocent look, Du Jinlong stopped playing games with him and said directly:

"So, Brother Yang Qi, it's known that on the hillside twenty miles outside Chixian City, there's a carriage with a wheat ear hanging on the left side.

The two servants of the carriage, one tall and one short, the tall one has a scar running from left to right on his face, and the short one with a garlic nose and triangular eyes has a lump on his arm.

May I ask the name of the Assimilation City's City Lord's second concubine?"

Although Du Jinlong's words seemed somewhat rough, he actually knew very well that dealing with such tough individuals required speaking in a more hard-boiled manner, supplemented by content that directly crushed their psychological defenses.

As expected.

Upon hearing the first few words of this speech, Yang Hengjun was startled and barely managed to maintain a calm expression on his face by consoling himself that the other party was bluffing.

However, after hearing the description of the carriage waiting in the ravine to receive news, Yang Hengjun could no longer remain calm, his spine instinctively straightened under the nerve-wracking stimulation!

As Du Jinlong spoke word by word, his spine slowly bent from its taut state, as if his strength was being drained bit by bit.

By the time Du Jinlong finished the last word, Yang Hengjun had already slumped powerlessly on the interrogation table, pale and sweating profusely.

His legs were shaking as if filled with vibrating steps.

After years in the relevant "business," Yang Hengjun had been discovered and had to escape a couple of times, but being caught before making a move was a first.

As a spy, Yang Hengjun possessed rich experience and operational capabilities, but when it came to psychological resilience beyond these, he was just ordinary—if he could maximize resilience as well, he would not be called a spy but a secret agent.

Yang Hengjun is not a secret agent, so now he is utterly panicked.

Because regardless of whether it's native or in the Damo Realm, being caught as a spy basically means you're doomed.

Moreover, the Damo Realm is even more severe.

After all, there is no such thing as extradition or political asylum in the Damo Realm; the world of immortals is much more barbaric and cruel in this respect.

Du Jinlong crossed his arms and sneered, "Sun Zei, still pretending to be from Assimilation City?"

Seeing Yang Hengjun lying on the table with a deathly look and not saying a word, Du Jinlong chuckled and continued:

"I'll give you another chance, honestly confess everything you know, and I assure you I'll leave you a way out."

Upon hearing this, a trace of vitality flickered in Yang Hengjun's eyes, but as an adult, he certainly wasn't naive, his voice mixed with suspicion:

"Sir, do you really mean it?"

"Believe it or not, say nothing if you wish, at worst, we'll just put some effort into finding those two over at the ravine..."

"I'll talk, I'll talk!"

Upon hearing Du Jinlong's words, Yang Hengjun realized that the officials actually had contingency plans, so he, excited, no longer cared whether the promise was genuine, even to the point of shaking the handcuffs loudly.

In the spy trade, one might be very clever and possess exceptional skills, but aside from death warriors, you can't really expect them to be very loyal.

After all, people who specialize in selling others out, regardless of their reasons for falling, must have inherent issues.

In the face of certain death versus potential death, they will obviously choose the latter.

Seeing that Yang Hengjun's psychological defenses had already been breached, Du Jinlong was satisfied and nodded, asking:

"Name, place of origin?"

"Yang Hengjun, place of origin Celestial Water City, currently a spy for the Mo Family in Sheepback City."

"Purpose of coming to Chixian City?"

Yang Hengjun hesitated for a moment and said, "To investigate the situation in Chixian City, determine the type of mineral veins Chixian City possesses, and then... gather information on the injuries of the current higher-ups in the Wei Mansion. If only one Foundation Establishment Realm combatant could be at full strength, then..."

Inside the command unit, hearing Yang Hengjun's honest account, Lin Li also found amusement:

"Goodness, not only is the Mo Family eyeing Chixian City, they practically want to swallow us whole."

Just as Lin Li mentioned, the implication Yang Hengjun wanted to convey was quite evident:

If the top cultivators in Chixian City suffer too many casualties, with only Patriarch Wei or Wei Shudu able to fight at full strength, they would undoubtedly charge forward to swallow this not-so-finely-prepared piece of meat.

Considering this matter involves other city-states, Du Jinlong did not dare to delay, and asked Yang Hengjun:

"You mentioned earlier that Sheepback City had collected some intelligence? Besides the fall of the Second Patriarch, what else? Tell me everything!"

Yang Hengjun recalled the information he had seen and shook his head:

"Apart from the fall of the strongest fighter at the Foundation Establishment Eighth Layer, the intelligence only recorded Chixian City's repulsion of the beast tide, and nothing else."

Du Jinlong stared at him intently, eyes sharp like a hawk:

"No news about the 'Patriarch' or anything?"

Yang Hengjun shook his head decisively: "None."

The lie detector operator in the command center raised their hand:

"Report, the subject is not lying."

Then Lin Li looked towards the three behavioral psychology experts who had come to assist.

The three also shook their heads:

"No signs of lying."

Dai Chaohong pondered for a moment, this expert from Zhejiang University who was the first to analyze the possibility of Chixian City facing external enemies, once again demonstrated his extraordinary judgment:

"I think the situation Yang Hengjun described is likely true, as it involves an issue of information disparity."

He then looked at Lin Li, further explaining:

"After the beast tide broke out in Chixian City, we imposed a strict lockdown, at least at the cultivator level, there was no one able to escape.

There were some refugees, but the timing of their departure was peculiar.

Captain Lin, do you remember, after the fall of the elder in purple robes during the city defense, the refugees first fled for a period, then returned to the city walls to resist the beast tide just as victory was near.

Some of the refugees fled the city at that time, and Captain Yan and others were in direct combat, with no time for citywide control.

Moreover, these refugees were few in number and unaware of our footing—at that time, the concept of the 'Patriarch' hadn't spread yet.

Hence, the significant information they could provide was only the fall of the elder in purple robes, and from a distance, they saw the successful city defense."

Next, Dai Chaohong paused and elaborated on the concept of information disparity:

"If the Mo Family had traveled to Ziqiong City to sell beast materials, they might have noticed something unusual, but don't forget, Sheepback City didn't have beasts sieging this time, so naturally they wouldn't go to Ziqiong City.

Without the exchange of information through merchant caravans, and the news from refugees being extremely fragmented.

This back and forth has led to a significant information blind spot for the Mo Family."

Just as Dai Chaohong said, the Mo Family is currently experiencing a very unique information blind spot, namely the information fragmentation stage.

Normally, this blind spot is quite easy to eliminate—once Yang Hengjun arrives in Chixian City, he could hear related news about the 'Patriarch' in less than half an hour.

But unfortunately, the rabbits opened a national restriction, directly detaining Yang Hengjun, cutting off the Mo Family's only eyes and ears.

With the overlay of these three peculiar situations, this has created an unknown fog of war before Sheepback City.

It's like when you're at home playing games and suddenly hear someone ringing the doorbell, your mother responds to open the door.

Before the door is opened, the information you have is limited to "someone's knocking," whether it's a courier, the community, or a relative, you won't know until your mother opens the door—and she'll certainly know the identity first.

This is a typical information advancement structure, and once your mother sees the guest and closes the door to chat, you'll be in an information blind spot.

This kind of information progression is very common in life, so you really can't blame Sheepback City—who could've anticipated that the door-opening stage would be restricted?

Then Du Jinlong continued to ask:

"So what about the cultivator strength of Sheepback City? Have they committed any wrongdoing? And what resources does Sheepback City possess?"

"To reply, the Patriarch of Sheepback City is Mo Family, the highest realm cultivator is the old Patriarch Mo Lisen at the Foundation Establishment Eighth Layer, rare to find a match in the same realm, hence known as Mo Lisen of the Eight Foundations, followed by his brother Mo Yun...."

Yang Hengjun obediently introduced the Mo Family's information, but omitted his own betrayal and slaughter of a small family:

"...Then the resources include one Earth Vein Flame, two acres of Spirit Field, one Iron Ore Mine, a group of lightweight cicadas, and a few Wind Chasing Horses..."

"Wait!"

Du Jinlong pressed his earphones with a finger, repeating Lin Li's words:

"Iron mine? What kind of iron mine, what's the scale?"

Yang Hengjun thought for a while:

"...That iron mine requires three to five thousand refugees to excavate annually, with each person mining at least thirty pounds of ore a day, and the entire pit has been mined for over four years, barely leveling a small layer, as for what iron mine it is, I don't understand..."

Du Jinlong wasn't angered, for natives of the Damo Realm, distinguishing iron mine types is indeed challenging, he directly pulled out a few pictures from the tablet:

"Look at which type of ore?"

Yang Hengjun took the tablet and quickly pointed at a picture:

"It's this one! I'm sure!"

Du Jinlong looked at the picture in front, eyebrows raised:

"Well, Red Iron Ore?"

In the command center, Lin Li heavily slapped the table, speaking to Wei Fan beside him:

"Clan Leader Wei, it seems we're going to have to trouble you and Patriarch Wei to feign death."

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