The Flying Centipede's question went unanswered as Zhiyuan finally arrived behind him, fashionably late. Two menacing hands shot out—one clamped onto the top of the centipede's head, the other pinning his chin.
With a slight exertion of force,
*Crack!*
The Flying Centipede's eyes rolled back, his wide-open gaze slowly fading as his body went limp and collapsed to the ground, twitching intermittently.
"Drag him down and interrogate him thoroughly. As a Purple Guard, I suspect he's tied to the Eastern Prince's Estate's treason plot." With a wave of Lu Bei's hand, two death-row guards immediately stepped forward and dragged the Flying Centipede away like a dead dog.
Chapter 216