At this moment, Sikong Jing had already decided that Pei Feishan must not leave here alive.
Just as a murderous intent surged in Sikong Jing's eyes...
Yao Yulou, who was preparing to leave again, said, "If you want to go, just go... But aren't you making too much of a fuss over something that's almost impossible? It's extremely laughable."
"I think you should just report your suspicions directly to the master."
"Wouldn't it be simpler to let the Qianwang Holy Tower send someone to investigate?"
At this, Yao Yulou, who had his back to Pei Feishan, slightly squinted his eyes.
Likewise, Sikong Jing's eyes shone coldly. If Pei Feishan reported his suspicions to the Qianwang Holy Tower, it would be a big problem.
The next moment, Pei Feishan burst into laughter...
"Haha, of course, I need to be a bit cunning."
"But I won't report it to the Qianwang Holy Tower. As long as I prove my guess is correct, then I've made a great achievement."
