"It's perfect that you guys have captured these people. I need to ask them something." After speaking several words with the two, she promptly walked toward Eldest Qin and the other people.
Everyone crowded around her at once to inquire about her condition. After waving her hand to indicate that she was okay, Qiao Mu walked up to Eldest Qin.
However, before Eldest Qin could speak up, the little fellow fiercely kicked a person's head and stomped on him. Her voice was as if it had been dredged up from arctic waters as she interrogated apathetically, "Are you people from the Divine Province's Mu Clan."
"Cough. Cough, cough." Since that person was Old Monkey's good bro, he was quite obstinate. Therefore, he did not utter a word besides grunting and coughing from Qiao Mu's fists.
"Do you have any way to get them to talk?" Qiao Mu turned to look at Mo Lian.
Her dictum talismans were ineffective on these people whose cultivation was much higher than hers.
