The Divine Eye for Appreciating Treasures: Starting from Escape from Northern Myanmar

In the afterglow of dusk, Zhang Fan and the little fairy finally returned to Akbang and went directly to the detention area where the Dharma King was held to meet him.

The two of them passed through layers of dense forests, bypassed one sentry after another, and finally arrived at the entrance of the dungeon.

The security here is very tight, and it seems that even the air is filled with tension and solemnity.

The heavy iron door slowly opened under the gaze of the two, revealing a deep and dim passage.

As they went deeper, they arrived at the innermost cell.

A figure with disheveled hair and completely handcuffed appeared before their eyes.

This is the Dafa King. His face is full of vicissitudes and despair, as if he has spent countless days and nights in this dark cell.

When the Dharma King saw the two people, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, but he quickly regained his composure.

He tried to deny his identity and wanted Akbang to let him go, but Zhang Fan had already seen through his disguise.

"Da Dalai Lama, long time no see." Zhang Fan said coldly, his voice echoing in the empty cell.

The Dharma King was slightly startled, then sneered: "What can you do to me?"

Zhang Fan's eyes were as sharp as an eagle. He stood in front of the Dharma King with a playful smile on his face.

He looked at the Dharma King deeply, as if he could see into the fear and struggle deep in his heart.

"I know what you are thinking. Do you want the Tantric people to come and save you? Or do you hope that the power of the outside world can rescue you from this dark dungeon? Or even want to use your special identity as the Great Dharma King to buy a glimmer of hope?" Zhang Fan's voice was low and firm, and every word was like a heavy hammer hitting the Great Dharma King's heart.

The Dalai Lama's face froze. He tried to hide his uneasiness, but his trembling hands betrayed him.

He stared at Zhang Fan closely, with a hint of ferocity in his eyes, but more of it was despair and helplessness.

"Okay, stop struggling in vain." Zhang Fan's voice suddenly became soft, but the threat in his words became more obvious. "I'll give you a choice. Hand over the Diamond Sutra and exchange it with me. If you agree, I might consider giving you a quick death. If you don't agree, then I'll let you taste our family's unique punishment first."

After saying that, Zhang Fan stepped aside two steps, revealing the little fairy behind him.

The fairy's eyes were unusually firm and cold.

It was she who discovered the Dafa King's true identity, and during multiple interrogations, the Dafa King stubbornly denied his identity.

The fairy looked at the Dharma King coldly, without a trace of sympathy in her tone: "Please bear with it for now, and taste the punishment of our family to see if your mouth is really that hard."

The Great Dharma King's face turned pale in an instant. He knew that the punishment of the noble family was no joke.

He had heard of those cruel punishments that were enough to make people live a life worse than death.

There was a flash of fear in his eyes, but more of it was anger and unwillingness.

Although the Dafa King was handcuffed tightly in the cell, his eyes still revealed a barely perceptible cunning.

He knew that his current situation was extremely unfavorable, but he was not completely desperate.

He had already arranged an assassination plan, and even though he was in prison, he could not stop the execution of the plan.

In his mind, the assassination plan was like his last straw. As long as it succeeded, not only would he be safe, but the current situation would also be completely overturned.

He imagined the scene of the leader being successfully assassinated, and a surge of ecstasy surged in his heart.

He knew that once the leader was dead, all the pressure and threats would disappear.

However, he also knew that his current situation was extremely dangerous.

Neither Zhang Fan nor the little fairy are easy to deal with, they will not let me go easily.

Moreover, the Diamond Sutra is the core of Tantric Buddhism and must never be handed over to outsiders.

Once the Diamond Sutra is handed over, the entire future of Tantric Buddhism will be destroyed in one's own hands.

Therefore, he had to endure, endure all the torture and pain.

The Dalai Lama closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and tried to keep himself calm.

He knew that he had to keep a clear head at this moment in order to come up with a countermeasure.

He began to pray silently in his heart, hoping that the assassination plan could be carried out smoothly, and also hoping that his persistence could bring a glimmer of hope.

Time seemed to slow down at this moment, and every second felt like a year.

The Dafa King's body began to feel numb and painful due to being restrained for a long time, but his heart was extremely firm.

He knew that only by persisting could he see the dawn of hope.

Therefore, he endured everything silently and waited for the judgment of fate.

Zhang Fan and the little fairy walked out of the dim dungeon with a heavy breath.

Slight groaning sounds could be heard from the dungeon; it was the Dharma King enduring torture.

There was a hint of sneer on Zhang Fan's face. He knew very well what the Great Dharma King was thinking.

"Don't worry. If he wants to rely on people outside to assassinate us, then we will give him a chance." Zhang Fan said softly to the fairy, his tone revealing confidence and calmness.

The fairy nodded, with a determined light flashing in her eyes.

The fairy was not worried about Zhang Fan. After her assessment, she found that those people were no match for him.

Zhang Fan first sent the little fairy back to the villa and let her rest.

He walked alone towards the villa located at the deepest part.

When he reached the door of the villa, Zhang Fan suddenly heard footsteps coming from upstairs.

The footsteps sounded a little hurried, as if they were hiding something.

He smiled slightly and activated the ability of his X-ray vision.

Through the wall, he saw a classical beauty busy at work.

She was wearing a gorgeous cheongsam, her long hair flowed like a waterfall, and her face was beautiful.

She was holding a red lantern in her hand, which she had carefully hung in the corner of the room.

"This is the secret code for the action." Zhang Fan's heart moved, and he naturally understood the intention of this classical beauty.

She was preparing for an upcoming assassination attempt, and she was the target of her choice.

"Interesting, really interesting." Zhang Fan said softly, with a playful smile on his lips.

Zhang Fan did not feel panicked or frightened. Instead, he was full of anticipation for the upcoming challenge.

He slowly pushed open the door of the villa and walked in.

I have already given her chances and was willing to cancel the engagement, but she has challenged my bottom line time and time again.

Even after being given a chance, he still refused to repent and continued to cooperate with that group of people.

Then you will also have to charge interest, and it is very evil to deal with your enemies on your own.

I hope that person inside can finally stop in time.

Otherwise, I would be reluctant to treat a classical beauty like her so roughly.