The token of Tiankui Su Lao represents the close presence of Su Lao, and the person who owns the token is equivalent to possessing the power of Tiankui Su Lao.
If Fang Lin has this token, it means that he is now Mr. Tiankui Su. If the Supervisory Palace puts a cold iron chain on Fang Lin, it is equivalent to putting a cold iron chain on Mr. Tiankui Su.
Who dares to do such a thing? Even if Han Qingshuang wanted to target Fang Lin, it was impossible for her men to put cold iron chains on Fang Lin after seeing the token.
Even if you ask your subordinates to do it, no one would dare to actually do it. This is simply an act of rebellion.
"Forget it, you don't need to wear the cold iron chain anymore." At this time, Situ Zheng finally spoke, giving Han Qingshuang a step down without embarrassing her too much.
Han Qingshuang's face was a little gloomy, but she didn't say anything more. Fang Lin took out Mr. Tiankuisu's token. If she forced Fang Lin to put on the chain, it would be like slapping Mr. Tiankuisu in the face. Once such a thing is done, the consequences will be quite serious, attracting the thunderous wrath of Elder Tiankui. Even with Situ Zheng on his side, Han Qingshuang estimates that the position of deputy palace master will come to an end.
"Fang Lin is a rare genius in our Dan Alliance. He has made many contributions to the Dan Alliance. Naturally, there is no need to put on the chains. Just put them away." Ding Yulong also said from the side.
Fang Lin sneered at the smiling tiger, why didn't you, old guy, say anything just now? When Situ Zheng spoke, did you say this
The great inspector holding the cold iron chain had been waiting for such a sentence for a long time. He immediately put away the cold iron chain and returned to his original position.
Fang Lin's expression remained unchanged, he slowly took back the token, and gave Han Qingshuang a deliberately provocative look.
"Fang Lin, let me ask you, tell me everything you did when the demon of the Long family escaped from trouble, and you must not hide anything." Han Qingshuang ignored Fang Lin's provocative eyes and started the interrogation directly.
Fang Lin smiled slightly and said the words he had prepared in an understatement.
The three giants listened silently, and until Fang Lin finished speaking, there were no expressions on their faces.
"That's what happened. The demon from the Long family broke through the magic circle. I was injured too much and lost consciousness. After the demon from the Long family escaped from the trap, I fell into the Demon Falling Cliff." Fang Lin said this, and he was done. , after all, what Han Qingshuang asked was what Fang Lin did when the demon of the Long family escaped from trouble, and did not tell where Fang Lin went and what he did when the demon of the Long family escaped from trouble.
"Then after you fell into the Demonic Cliff, why did it take two months to come out? What did you encounter under the Demonic Cliff? What did you do?" As expected, Han Qingshuang then asked Fang Lin what he had done under the Demonic Cliff. things.
Fang Lin was not surprised. He had expected this, and he immediately said what he had prepared in his heart.
Of course, what happened under the Falling Devil Cliff cannot be told in full. Of course, what can be said can be said, and Fang Lin, who cannot be told, can also find a way to fool him.
The narration took a lot of time, during which no one interrupted Fang Lin, and no one raised any questions about what Fang Lin said.
It wasn't until Fang Lin finished speaking that the smiling tiger Ding Yulong said: "Since you said you fell into the Devil's Falling Cliff, what evidence is there to prove that you fell into the Devil's Falling Cliff, and you are not just talking nonsense?"
Fang Lin patted the Jiugong bag, took out two corpses, threw them on the ground, and said, "These two corpses should prove that what I said is true."
The two corpses thrown out by Fang Lin were collected under the Devil's Falling Cliff. They were two of the six spiritual powerhouses who were sucked dry by Long Jiankong.
When he fell into the Devil's Cliff, Fang Lin had an extra thought and picked up two corpses and brought them back to prove that he had indeed fallen into the Devil's Cliff.
Seeing these two corpses, Han Qingshuang frowned even deeper, while Ding Yulong nodded slightly, seeming to believe Fang Lin's words.
As for Situ Zheng, his face was expressionless. He just glanced at the shriveled corpse and then withdrew his gaze. He had no idea what the supervisory hall master was thinking.
"If you still don't believe it, you can send someone to find out what's going on under the Devil's Falling Cliff, and you will know whether what I said is true or false. Although there is still some residual power of the magic circle under the Falling Devil's Cliff, you can't enter if you want to. It's not too difficult." Fang Lin said lightly.
"As for Falling Devil Cliff, we will send people to verify it. Now answer us a question." Han Qingshuang said suddenly.
Fang Lin nodded: "As long as I can answer it, I will naturally not hide it, but I also hope that the questions asked by Palace Master Han are related to this investigation."
Han Qingshuang stared at Fang Lin: "With your cultivation, how can you survive in such a situation? The demons of the Long family can kill even the powerful spiritual beings, but your little spiritual bones can survive. I can't think of one." Reasonable explanation.”
Fang Lin said with a smile: "I was very confused myself. I thought I was going to die at the time. Maybe because I am a good person, God favored me and allowed me to be lucky enough to save a small life."
"Are you talking about luck?" Han Qingshuang sneered with disdain on his face.
Fang Lin nodded seriously: "Luck is really unpredictable. When you have good luck, everything will go smoothly. When you have bad luck, everything will go wrong."
"That's nonsense!" Han Qingshuang shouted angrily, not believing Fang Lin's so-called luck at all.
Fang Lin shrugged: "If Palace Master Han doesn't believe it, there's nothing you can do about it. Is it only reasonable for me to die in the hands of the demons of the Long family? Can't I be lucky enough to survive? Do I have to die on the Devil's Falling Cliff?"
These words contained a bit of dissatisfaction. Han Qingshuang pressed Fang Lin again and again, completely treating Fang Lin as a sinner. Fang Lin was naturally very uncomfortable. There may be no reaction at all.
"Because you are so suspicious, I cannot let go of any doubts. This is the normal interrogation process of the Overwatch Hall. Do you have any dissatisfaction? Or are you questioning the prestige of my Overwatch Hall?" Han Qingshuang said.
Fang Lin shook his head: "I have no intention of questioning the Supervisory Hall, but what is the point of such an interrogation? If you want to get clues about the demon of the Long Family from me? It would be better to go to the Long Family and Falling Demon Cliff to investigate for clues. Is it possible that I, a small spirit bone, can still have a relationship with the demon of the Long family? This is probably even more unbelievable than that I can survive, right?"
These words left Han Qingshuang speechless and even secretly angry.
In the final analysis, the intention of interrogating Fang Lin was not to find clues to the Long family demon, but simply to target Fang Lin.
All investigations and interrogations are just excuses.