Listening to the whispers in his ear, Chen Peilu couldn't help but feel panic in his heart. Even his fingers were trembling slightly, and his entire body was rigid in place.
At this moment, even if he were any more foolish, he would understand that he had always been a clown, falsely believing he had gained Chen Yuan's trust and led him into the East Mountain Valley.
But in reality, he was... used as a pawn to lure Prince Zhen Nan, creating an opportunity to resolve the Southern State in a short time.
"When... when did you... discover it?"
Chen Peilu asked, his voice quivering.
"Naturally, from the moment you met me."
Chen Peilu looked stunned:
"At that time... didn't you trust me greatly?"
"Without trusting you, how could I have lured Nangong Lie?"
Chen Yuan's lips curled into a slight smile.
This was indeed meant to deceive Chen Peilu. In truth, Chen Yuan hadn't doubted anything back then. He even thought Peilu had a protagonist template, someone to train later.
