My Antique Mirror Is A Portal To Another World-Chapter 502: Feng Xiyan’s Fury

The bearded man searched the temple’s front and back yards but couldn’t find the item he was looking for.

Frowning deeply, he looked at the main temple and thought, ’Could it be that the item is really in there? No way... That item is so important. How could Feng Xiyan just place it there?’

The bearded man stared at the main temple for a long time before making up his mind. ’Never mind. Since I’m already here, let’s take a look.’

After making his decision, the bearded man scanned the surroundings. After making sure that nobody was around, he hurried toward the main temple.

Witnessing everything from the rooftop, Feng Xiyan thought, ’Looks like my guess is right. The item they are searching for has a connection with Yun’er. Since this is the case, these people can’t leave this place alive.’

As he watched the bearded man enter the main temple, Feng Xiyan ordered, "Feng Yi, capture the two masked men and send them to the underground prison. I will handle the bearded man. You don’t need to wait for me. Just go back first."

Clasping their fists, Feng Yi and the other shadow guards responded, "Yes, Master."

Activating his lightness skill, Feng Xiyan leaped down from the rooftop and headed for the main temple while Feng Yi and the others went to capture the two masked men.

When he sneaked into the main temple, Feng Xiyan saw the bearded man standing on top of the altar, groping Bai Hanyun’s golden body.

The moment he saw this, Feng Xiyan’s expression sank. Suppressing his anger, he clenched his jaw.

’How dare he touch Yun’er’s golden body with his dirty hands!’

Unaware that someone wanted to turn him into minced meat, the bearded man wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Looking at the mirror held by the statue, he frowned. "Why can’t this mirror be moved? Is this not the right one?"

After thinking for a moment, the bearded man scanned the spacious temple.

When he couldn’t find another mirror, he grabbed the one in the statue’s hands and pulled again. He tried a few more times before finally giving up.

Kicking Bai Hanyun’s golden body, he cursed under his breath, "Damn it! What kind of golden body is this?! This is just a broken statue!"

After kicking the statue a few more times, he jumped down from the altar.

"Could it be that she was lying?" the bearded man muttered doubtfully as he stared at the mirror on the statue’s hands.

A second later, he shook his head and convinced himself, "No. She wouldn’t dare to lie."

After thinking it over, the bearded man spat at the statue. He kicked the altar one more time and turned around to leave. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝙚𝔀𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝒐𝒎

Just as he turned around, his vision suddenly darkened.

Thud!

Looking at the unconscious bearded man lying on the ground, Feng Xiyan coldly kicked his groin twice.

Leaving the bearded man behind, he took out a clean cotton cloth, a copper basin, and a water bag from his Qiankun Pouch. After wetting the cotton cloth, Feng Xiyan cleaned Bai Hanyun’s golden body and then tidied up the altar.

When he was done, he put away the cotton cloth, copper basin, and the water bag, then grabbed the bearded man by the collar, and disappeared from the temple.

Half an hour later, Feng Xiyan landed in front of the entrance to the underground prison.

"Who?!" the soldiers guarding the entrance shouted as they drew their swords.

Seeing that it was Feng Xiyan, the two soldiers sheathed their swords, clasped their fists, and greeted him. "This subordinate greets the Great General."

Feng Xiyan nodded at them, then dragged the bearded man into the underground prison.

After he disappeared from their sight, one of the soldiers swallowed hard and asked in fear, "Who is that bearded man?"

The other soldier shook his head and replied, "No matter who he was, he won’t leave this place alive."

Shuddering, he added in a low voice, "Didn’t you see the Great General’s expression just now? I have never seen him look so angry in all these years. Not even when the Wen Clan schemed against us back then."

Nodding in agreement, the first soldier said, "That bearded man is really courageous."

While the two soldiers were admiring the bearded man’s courage, Feng Xiyan threw him into one of the torture chambers.

Standing behind him, Feng Yi asked, "Master, General Fan will return in the morning. Do you want to return first?"

Feng Xiyan ignored Feng Yi’s question and drew his sword. Before Feng Yi could guess what he intended to do, Feng Xiyan chopped off the bearded man’s limbs.

Slash! Slash! Slash! Slash!

Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud!

In less than two seconds, the bearded man lost all his limbs.

"Argh!!"

Woken by the pain, the bearded man was drenched in cold sweat. Before he could see what was happening, he heard a man’s cold voice.

"Make sure that he won’t die before the interrogation."

Clasping his fists, Feng Yi responded, "Yes, Master."

Without sparing the bearded man a glance, Feng Xiyan turned around and left.

In the final moment before losing consciousness, the bearded man looked at Feng Xiyan’s disappearing back and thought in disbelief, ’Feng Xiyan? How could he be here...’

Thud!

Noticing that the bearded man had fainted from the pain, Feng Yi calmly called out, "You two, come here."

Walking into the torture chamber, the two prison guards clasped their fists. "Sir, what are your instructions?"

Feng Yi reached into his clothes and took out a small jade bottle from his Qiankun Pouch.

Tossing the jade bottle to one of the prison guards, he ordered, "Feed him one pill every two sichen. Make sure he stays alive until the interrogation is over."

"Yes, Sir."

After giving the instruction, Feng Yi left the underground prison.

Looking at the bearded man, who was left with only his torso and head, one of the prison guards clicked his tongue. "I wonder what he did for the Great General to personally cut off his limbs."