Zhao Tong's expression was complex, as if there were pains he couldn't speak of.
Chen Yi blinked his eyes.
Since the other party was so earnest in his deception, he also earnestly paused in astonishment for a moment.
Seeing him freeze up, Zhao Tong let out a long sigh, as if after a fierce inner struggle, he had no choice but to choose to act with a clear conscience.
"Is it really true?" After a while, Chen Yi came to his senses and asked, but Zhao Tong's expression was sincere, not seeming like he was lying.
"...Entering such a sinister sect, they are naturally its disciples." Zhao Tong said slowly, "They conspired with us in secret to kill you. To be honest, I also wavered, but... a cultivator still has a conscience... alas..."
After saying this, he added, "If Battalion Commander Chen doesn't believe it, I have their token, which can prove it."
The current situation inside the tower was even more dangerous than initially expected; the previous plan must be altered.
