Zhang Xiaoyi involuntarily took a step back.
Wu Xiaode's voice continued to resonate throughout the interrogation room:
"If there's evidence proving it's indeed my fault, I admit it."
"But playing me like this without evidence—"
"I want a showdown of strength and life and death with him, please allow it, Sect Leader."
Bai Zongmang fell into thought.
Fu Caier pondered back and forth, about to speak, but saw Wu Xiaode turn his head to look her way, smiling gently:
"Cai Er, I know you're anxious, but don't rush."
"Is Senior Brother trying to kill me and Junior Master?" Fu Caier's face turned pale as she hurriedly backed away.
—How did he become like this?
Fu Caier could instinctively sense the killing intent emanating from him.
Damn it.
What can be done?
Who can save me?
A hand reached out to steady Fu Caier.
Fu Caier turned abruptly.
It's Li Tao.
Li Tao!
Fu Caier hesitated for a moment, then grabbed Li Tao's hands suddenly:
