Chapter 32

“Are you all deaf? I asked where he is!” Lin Feng roared again when the crowd remained silent, his voice thunderous and deafening.

“In… in the interrogation chamber…”

“What?” At those words, Lin Feng felt as if a bolt of lightning exploded in his mind, the rage buzzing in his skull.

“You locked him up in the interrogation chamber?”

“You… you really know how to cause me trouble!” Lin Feng was nearly beside himself with fury, but the damage was done; scolding them further would do no good. He hurried swiftly in the direction of the interrogation chamber.

“Ah… ah…”

Before he reached the place, Lin Feng heard a series of agonized screams. His brows furrowed. “What’s going on? Are they torturing someone?”

Lin Feng was shocked. Who was Chu Tianhe? In all the world, could anyone dare torture him?

This overturned everything Lin Feng thought he knew.

“They are torturing someone… but not Chu Tianhe… It’s Chu Tianhe who is torturing our Captain Chen!” An officer beside him quickly reported, his face full of anxiety. “Commander Lin, please hurry and save Captain Chen, or he’ll lose his life!”

“Damn it, I knew this would happen!” Lin Feng cursed again, then quickened his pace.

“Commander Lin, thank goodness you’ve arrived.” Seeing Lin Feng appear, the officers clustered outside the interrogation chamber finally breathed a sigh of relief; their savior had come.

“Clear the way, let Commander Lin through!”

The officers quickly made a path, allowing Lin Feng to witness what was happening inside the interrogation chamber.

Inside, a man was being tortured, covered in blood. Nearly every bone in his body had been shattered, his skin marred everywhere by branding irons—there was not a single patch left unscathed.

That man was Chen Ming.

Twenty minutes ago, Chen Ming had still been swaggering with authority.

“Save… save me… Commander Lin, save me…” Chen Ming caught sight of Lin Feng and clung to him like a drowning man to a lifeline, lying weakly on the ground, groaning.

“So, you are the highest-ranking officer of the Jiangzhou City War Department?”

At that moment, Chu Tianhe set down one torture device, glanced at Lin Feng, then picked up a new one and approached Chen Ming again.

“Yes, my name is Lin Feng. I am the Commander of the Jiangzhou City War Department.”

Lin Feng exchanged just one look with Chu Tianhe and was immediately drenched in cold sweat, terrified by the murderous intent in Chu Tianhe’s eyes.

The officers did not know who Chu Tianhe was, but Lin Feng did. He knew all too well what Chu Tianhe was capable of. His expression grew grave; he dared not be careless in the slightest.

“Kneel to one side, and wait!”

When everyone thought Lin Feng’s arrival would save the barely breathing Chen Ming, Chu Tianhe’s words stunned them all. It was as if lightning struck—every person was rooted in place, dumbfounded.

Kneel to one side? Wait?

Who was he speaking to?

Lin Feng?

Lin Feng was the Commander of the entire Jiangzhou City War Department. To speak to him in such a manner—did Chu Tianhe have the courage of a bear or the heart of a leopard?