"It doesn't matter whether you say you did it or not," the important thing is what others think."
Ye Lingshuang's voice hid a deep sense of sarcasm, "Rest assured, we will pin Xin Hui's death on you."
As she spoke, this unscrupulous woman still hadn't given up on probing Qing Yu's mind, persistently applying her mental force, hoping to invade his troubled psyche in a moment of vulnerability.
Qing Yu guarded his mind while responding, "Master Xin Hui died from the genuine Buddhist Martial Arts. Although I am also versed in a skill or two of Buddhist Martial Arts, it is still far from enough to kill Master Xin Hui."
"Then you can't completely dissociate yourself from his death, can you?"
While talking, her mental force became increasingly hidden, not giving up any chance.
"As a member of the Demon Path, your testimony is something I would rather avoid," Qing Yu's spirit remained unwavering, giving no opportunity.
