C35 (2/2)

Lan Qing's heart skipped a beat. He was a little scared, but the most important thing right now was to get a clear understanding of his relationship with that piece of trash.

I don't know, Master, I'm an inner disciple, how could I be related to Mao Fei? I wouldn't even care if he came!

The blue light hastily brushed aside his relationship with Yuan Bo, deeply afraid that he would not believe it. However, Yuan Bo did not believe it at all.

Shut up, you still dare to lie? When you and Mao Qiufei colluded against Yi Hao, why didn't you say anything? Now that I have something important to ask you, you actually dare to lie and tell me the truth!

Blue River's face turned white and he kneeled on the ground, speechless. He thought that his Master wouldn't care about these things, so why did he know about it?

Me and him and him and me and him... I really have nothing to do with Mao Fei! Blue light seemed to have nothing else to say.

Yuan Bo looked at this good-for-nothing's disappointing appearance and his heart turned cold.

He raised his hand and slapped Bluesea's face.

The blue light fell to the ground, blood dripping from the corner of his mouth.

With a piercing sound, Yuan Bo pulled out a dagger.

The sharpness carried a cold glint. It was very easy to kill someone.

The blue light was almost scared to the point of peeing.

He felt nervous and afraid.

Now I ask you, you can answer every word without making a mistake, if you dare to lie...

Yuan Bo shook the dagger in his hand. His intention was clear.

Lan Qing nodded with all his might, deeply afraid that Yuan Bo wouldn't believe him.

Let me ask you, did Yan Wei look for him the day before Mao Fei turned himself in or some other time, or did you discover anything strange in advance?

After listening to this, Blue River began to ponder over how to answer this question.

No.

Yuan Bo could not help but feel somewhat disappointed when he heard this.

Master, I feel that if that Yan Wei really did something, he wouldn't let us know.

Blue light's words made sense.

Do you have any regrets when Mao Fei died?

Yuan Bo suddenly changed the topic as he gently wiped the dagger in his hand.

Blue light's forehead dripped with cold sweat.

He died for the sake of the Flying Star Valley. He died in the right place, and for his own private matters, he was a thief. Naturally, he deserved to die.

Yuan Bo gently nodded his head.

He threw the dagger in front of him. Take it away, it has worked hard today.

The blue light picked it up shakily and left without hesitation. It had almost lost its life here.

Outside, Lan Jue gasped for breath. His face was burning with pain, and the dagger in his hand was burning his hand. He was glad that he had survived the ordeal!

Sooner or later, he would not be controlled by others. This old fogey, taking his life as a plaything, had become increasingly unpredictable.

Blue light quickly left.

Yuan Bo was thinking in his room with a gloomy expression on his face.

It must have been Yan Wei who did this good deed. Originally, he thought that they would be able to get away with this, but it seems like Yan Wei wanted to force him to make a move on him.

Originally, he wanted to make an example out of that person to Yan Wei, but now, it was clear that he was not satisfied.

Yan Wei was like a tumor, affecting him from moment to moment. He couldn't even sit still in his position as Sect Master.

Just you wait, I want you to take care of Yan Wei without any bloodshed, and let him die without a sound.