Liou Wenxin was silent for a long time before shaking her head. "I don't know."
She didn't see the guileless clarity of youth in Su Ze's eyes. She couldn't see through him.
Besides, analyzing it rationally, even though her interactions with Su Ze had left a good impression, his story was full of holes. It was hard for her to believe him.
Would a scapegoat have such an incredible set of skills? Would he be so knowledgeable about the secrets of Mu Country's upper echelons?
It would be more convincing to say that Su Ze was the real Zhao Lingxiao, and the one who died was the fake, just a scapegoat.
"Believe it or not, what I'm saying is the truth. You can look into it. It's not just the Filth Earth Organization; the Zhao Family is hunting me too," Su Ze said. "If I were Zhao Lingxiao, the Zhao Family would have no reason to come after me."
"I'll verify it," Liou Wenxin said with a nod.
