Tang Ling snorted coldly, "I work for them. I've never considered myself one of the Sword Tomb people."
Gu Jianlin roughly understood.
It turns out her icy demeanor was just a facade, or cultivated in the unique environment of the Sword Tomb. This is her true self, full of blood, flesh, desires, needs, and able to complain.
"But there's no time today. After Director Li was killed, The Order of the Hidden will respond."
He took out the Soul Comforting Bell: "We need to strike while the iron is hot, quickly interrogate and catch them off guard."
Tang Ling's expression turned slightly stern as she parked the car by the roadside.
Gu Jianlin infused spirituality into the Soul Comforting Bell, releasing a black halo.
A fragmented soul emerged.
Director Li.
Tang Ling assessed that his Mythical Weapon turned out to be the Soul Comforting Bell, no wonder there's no need to leave anyone alive.
"Which organization are you working for?"
