Chapter 2324

Wilbur raised Marshall above his head. "Tell me who sent you." Marshall widened his eyes in terror. "Y-You're a cultivator! How could this be?" Marshall seemed to be in disbelief at what was happening, but Wilbur was not trying to waste time here. He tightened his grip around Marshall's neck, whose breathing was cut off completely. "Mmmph—!" Marshall turned red in the face, flailing around as he tried to struggle out of Wilbur's grasp. Yet Wilbur's arm seemed to be clamped firmly around his neck like it was made of metal, and the blood in Marshall's body rushed to his face as the oxygen in his lungs drained. Wilbur saw that and knew it was about time. "Listen up. I'm going to give you one last chance to tell me who sent you. If you refuse to talk, I'll kill you immediately." He loosened his grip, and Marshall felt as though the bones in his body fell apart when he heaved for air. "S-Sir, p-please don't kill me! I'm just following F-Fawkes' orders. He's the one who wants you