The problem had become quite clear, the Evil God had only pulled a small stunt, perhaps just to test Xiang Yu and their response time.
By midnight, the number of suspects apprehended had reached forty. Tie Zhuzi was the busiest among them. He had all forty people tied to trees on the mountain, and in his hand, he wielded a whip, lashing out at anyone who caught his displeasure.
"Tell me, are you with the Evil God's organization?" Tie Zhuzi pointed at a fat man and said.
The fat man had already been frightened by him, and with a mournful expression, pleaded, "Big Brother, please let me go, I swear I'm not part of the Evil God's organization. They came to me wanting to collaborate, but I didn't agree."
"No one would believe what you say; you, lad, are as slick as a member of the Evil God's crowd." After saying this, Tie Zhuzi gave him two more lashes, causing the fat man to scream in agony.
