After the divorce, I became a god that my ex-wife couldn’t reach.

Butler Zhao and the two masked men were stunned.

Old man Han couldn't block Pi Yangyang's punch and was seriously injured!

How could Manager Zhao know that Pi Yangyang's skills would improve so dramatically overnight?

Pi Yangyang slowly put down his fist and said disdainfully: "Master of martial arts, nothing more than that!"

Old Man Han only felt the blood and energy surging in his body, a sharp pain in his Dantian, and he was unable to activate his true Qi.

All my internal organs seemed to be shattered and it hurt so much that I couldn't breathe.

He originally tried hard to hold back from vomiting blood, but Pi Yangyang's words made him feel so ashamed and angry that he spit out another mouthful of blood. He let out a scream, took a few steps back, and fell down with his head raised!

Manager Zhao was startled and shouted, "Brother Han!"

At the same time, he wanted to reach out and grab Old Man Han in fear.

Unfortunately, it was still a step too late.

Old Man Han fell down, and his upper body hit the swarm of scorpions. In an instant, he was covered with scorpions.

Manager Zhao was so frightened that he staggered and took a few steps back, watching Old Man Han turn into a pile of bones.

He never dreamed that his greatest support would die in such a miserable way.

He looked at Pi Yangyang in horror, and a chill rushed from his coccyx to the top of his head.

At this moment, he already regretted in his heart that he should not have followed Pi Yangyang and came here.

Not only did he lose his life, but Old Man Han also died in vain.

He slowly clenched his fists, even if he was going to die, he would fight to the death.

Pi Yangyang had no intention of taking action, but just looked at him coldly and asked in a deep voice: "Manager Zhao, one of the three great masters around Master Yun, right?"

Manager Zhao's face twitched for a moment, and he gritted his teeth and said, "That spineless Huang Zhentian told you that? It seems I didn't kill the wrong person!"

Pi Yangyang curled his lips and smiled, saying, "Tell me, who is Mr. Yun, and which family is he from?"

His eyes fell on the remaining two masked men again, and then he said, "Also, what is your relationship with the Black Temple?"

Manager Zhao sneered and said fiercely: "You are not worthy of knowing who my young master is! I tell you, there is a super big family behind the young master. Even the Black Temple is just an organization serving their family! Although I died in your hands today, one day, the young master will definitely avenge me!"

Hearing these words, Pi Yangyang couldn't help but be secretly surprised.

The entire Black Temple actually obeys Young Master Yun’s family!

What kind of heaven-defying existence is this family?

There are now five major families in the country: Chen, Lin, Shui, and Chu, plus the northern Zhao family that will later replace the Yan family. Pi Yangyang has already contacted three of them.

The three major families, Lin, Shui, and Chu, definitely do not have the power to control the Black Temple.

Then the only ones left are Zhao and Chen.

"You are the chief steward Zhao, and your son Yun is from the Zhao family in the north?"

He had an idea and asked, staring at Manager Zhao.

However, Manager Zhao's expression did not change at all. He just looked at him coldly and said in a deep voice, "You don't have to guess. You can't guess the identity of the young master!"

Pi Yangyang's eyes turned cold, and his tone became a little colder, "If you are willing to tell me the identity of Master Yun and the family behind him, I can let you go!"

A glimmer of hope flashed across Manager Zhao's eyes, but it quickly dimmed.

A wry smile appeared on his lips and he shook his head slightly.

"No one in this world dares to betray you!"

Then, he spoke word by word with a firm tone.

"Aren't you afraid of death?"

Pi Yangyang asked with a little surprise.

Back then at Huang Zhentian’s villa, Manager Zhao tried every possible means to escape, which shows that he should be a person who cherishes his life. How come he suddenly is not afraid of death?

"Afraid!" Manager Zhao answered without hesitation, "Everyone is afraid of death. However, even if I am afraid of death, I cannot betray you. Because all my family members are in his hands. If I betray him, my whole family will be buried with him!"

Pi Yangyang finally understood.

It turned out that Master Yun's ruthlessness made his subordinates very fearful.

If one person betrays, the whole family will be buried with him. How cruel!

"In that case, there's no need to waste time talking to him. Just send him on his way!"

Chu Ge said coldly.

Pi Yangyang was unwilling to give up. His purpose in keeping Manager Zhao was to learn more about Master Yun and the family behind him.

However, Manager Zhao, one of the three top experts around Master Yun, refused to reveal it no matter what. How could he be willing to accept that?

"Don't worry, I have a way to make him tell the truth!"

A strange light flashed in Pi Yangyang's eyes. He rubbed his right hand slowly, and a wisp of black mist gradually gathered in his palm.

It was a wisp of evil spirit.

Back then, when he was at Minsheng Hospital, he used this trick to make the internet celebrity Sha Diao tell the truth.

Now he wanted to use the "Truth-telling Curse" on Manager Zhao to make him tell the secret of Young Master Yun and which big family is behind him.

Because this may very well be related to the mystery of the murderer of the Yan family tragedy.

However, the truth-telling spell will only be effective when the other person is distracted.

"I'll give you one more chance! If you don't want to tell me, don't think I can't find your family. Young Master Yun can let your whole family be buried with him, so I'm not a good person either!"

As Pi Yangyang spoke, he slowly approached Manager Zhao.

Sure enough, when Manager Zhao heard this, a trace of panic flashed across his face, and he said hastily: "You...you shouldn't push me too far!"

Pi Yangyang sneered, "I'm forcing you, will you tell me or not?"

Before he knew it, the distance between him and Manager Zhao was less than two meters.

He suddenly raised his right hand, and black air gushed out from his palm, silently hitting Manager Zhao's heart.