As Expected (Continued)

Xing Daozhuang stared at Nether Lord, suppressing his anger, and said, word by word, "I also want to know why."

"You suspect that we leaked your identity?" Nether Lord frowned, then shook his head. "Impossible. What benefit would we gain from leaking your identity? To put it bluntly, even if we were to discard you after you've served your purpose, we should at least wait until the grain is all gone. Otherwise, who will pull the millstone? Hiding your identity is clearly more advantageous for us now. The more trusted you are, the greater your role will be."

"Didn't one of your leaders from the Heaven-Defying Society get arrested by the Mohist Knight Guard? Could it be that he leaked the secret?"

"You mean the Poison-Handed Evil Physician Wei Chunxi? Impossible. He doesn't know your identity. In fact, very few people in the organization know your true identity. We also follow the Mohist School principles of discipline and secrecy."

"None of these people are capable of betraying us?"

"A core member, no doubt about it."

"Even after the Heaven-Defying Society became a traitorous organization, he remained loyal?"

Nether Lord fell silent. The attack on the Allied Forces building was a huge blow to the Heaven-Defying Society. It would be unrealistic to say that all members of an Evil Dao organization joined for ideals and beliefs. As the saying goes, "All the world's hustle and bustle is for profit," and the vast majority of people join an organization because they think there is something to gain.

Therefore, after the reputation of the Heaven-Defying Society was completely ruined, it meant that if anyone was found to be involved with it, they would be infamous for eternity, and all their public assets would be wiped out. Such a price was too high, and many people began to have second thoughts. Even core members who were deeply involved and found it difficult to sever ties hesitated. They might not announce their withdrawal, but when they received orders from the organization, they would inevitably make excuses or find reasons to avoid it.

In conclusion, Nether Lord cannot make any guarantees for others. The human heart is simply too complex. Even with Mind-Reading Technique, one cannot predict whether the other person will have a strange thought in the next moment.

"I will investigate this matter thoroughly and guarantee to give Thunder King an explanation."

Xing Daozhuang snorted again, reminding him, "Yan Jinghong didn't come to arrest me, but only wrote a letter. It's very likely that he only suspects my identity and doesn't have any solid evidence. Don't alert him and make things worse."

"I will heed Thunder King's reminder."

Nether Lord quickly regained his smile and abruptly said, "That Great Hero Mad Ink has been too high-profile lately and has seriously hindered our plans. In addition, this boy is Yan Jinghong's disciple. He has such Divine Ability at such a young age. He will surely become a great enemy in the future. We should prepare for the future. Thunder King, you don't mind if we get rid of him, do you?"

"Go ahead and do what you want, why consult me? I'm already under a lot of suspicion, do you really expect me to help you?" Thunder King glanced at the other party. "Or are you worried I'll tip you off?"

Nether Lord didn't feel embarrassed and said frankly, "After all, your suspicions have not yet been cleared."

"Then send someone to keep an eye on me and make sure I have no chance to tip off anyone."

"Is Thunder King trying to find an alibi for himself beforehand? But those who do that are often the real culprits," Nether Lord sarcastically remarked.

Xing Daozhuang said unhurriedly, "Whether or not I have an alibi, you will still suspect me. Once people have a prejudice, they will find the other person very suspicious even when drinking tea or pouring water. But doing this will at least shut you up and leave you with no reason to question me, which will at least give me some peace and quiet for a while."

"I still have great faith in Thunder King. Since Thunder King has made this suggestion, I will gladly grant it."

Nether Lord placed the ink chrysanthemum in his hand on the sand tray and said, "Thunder King only needs to carry this flower with him to prove his innocence."

Xing Daozhuang's face immediately turned ugly. He said, "It seems you anticipated my reaction. You came prepared."

Nether Lord chuckled, said he looked forward to meeting again, and then vanished into the darkness.

After the other party left, Xing Daozhuang's expression relaxed. He wasn't really angry because the other party had gone too far. It seemed that the current situation of the Heaven-Defying Society was indeed very bad, to the point that even a strong person like Nether Lord had lost his composure.

Both sides were putting on an act, with Xing Daozhuang coming out on top and managing to evade the questioning. Of course, the other side didn't completely clear up their doubts, otherwise they wouldn't have left the ink chrysanthemum. Although Xing Daozhuang was dissatisfied, he knew that protesting was useless since someone had a handle on him, so he could only nod in agreement.

Throughout this verbal exchange, Xing Daozhuang never lied; it was not he who hired someone to blow up the International Building, but Moth Emperor.

Yan Jinghong did indeed write him a letter, but the content had nothing to do with admonitions, nor did he doubt his identity. Instead, it was about his disciple. The letter that Nether Lord showed him was a forgery made by imitating Yan Jinghong's handwriting.

Because Si Ming had become famous overnight, Yan Jinghong worried that young people are prone to arrogance and complacency, and become so engrossed in it that they are unaware of it. Therefore, he hoped that Xing Daozhuang could remind him to guard against arrogance and impetuosity, and to avoid being complacent and arrogant.

Looking back at what Xing Daozhuang said, it's not hard to see that he never said Yan Jinghong suspected his identity; he merely guided Nether Lord to speculate in that direction and echoed his opinion.

The reason for making it so complicated was that Xing Daozhuang knew that Heaven-Defying Society a treasure that could detect whether someone was lying. Although he wasn't sure if Nether Lord had it on him, it was always better to be cautious.

Xing Daozhuang picked up the ink chrysanthemum stuck in the sand table, examined it carefully for a while, and used his True Qi to explore its structure. He found that a Divine Arts was engraved inside. He did not know what the Divine Arts was, but he thought it was related to surveillance. Considering the efficiency conversion problem, long-distance sound transmission was the most likely possibility. Just like those surveillance instruments, transmitting images is much more difficult than transmitting sound.

Xing Daozhuang didn't care if Nether Lord found out about his actions; in fact, it would have been strange if he hadn't. But regarding Si Ming's matter, he didn't intend to risk reminding him. Not to mention the possibility of Nether Lord finding out, saving Si Ming wouldn't benefit him either. He personally didn't have any ill feelings towards this junior disciple, but if the Moth Emperor found out, she would probably be eager to get involved.

"Good luck to you..."

Just then, the voice of a guard came from outside the door. "Commander-in-Chief, a young woman claiming to be an old friend of yours requests an audience." Her tone was full of doubt.

"Young girl my foot! I'm older than your grandmother!"

An impatient voice came from outside the door. The guards seemed to want to stop them, but soon they fell to the ground with thuds.

"Xing Yiban, if you don't come out soon, I'm leaving! Tch, you invited me here but you're putting on such a big show!"

Such a distinctive voice immediately made Xing Daozhuang recognize the other party's identity. He glanced at the sand table, casually waved his hand, and knocked down all the chess pieces representing the Demon Beast army.

"This war should come to an end."

In the grove, Si Ming and his group moved swiftly using their lightness skills. Their destination this time was Russia, because three days ago, Russia's defenses were breached, and the soldiers suffered heavy casualties, forcing them to retreat fifty miles.

Fortunately, since the start of the war, the countries of the Northern Continent had implemented a scorched-earth strategy, relocating all the population of towns near the coast. Only some elderly people who were reluctant to leave their homeland refused to go, so civilian casualties were not significant. In addition, Xing Daozhuang made timely and correct responses, first sending twenty Spirit Transformation Grandmaster to harass the enemy with guerrilla tactics, occasionally unleashing powerful attacks to delay the advance of the Demon Beast army, and then deploying the two nearest legions to form a new defensive line, once again blocking the demon tide. The two sides were locked in a new stalemate.

In order to reach the front line as quickly as possible, Si Ming and his group did not take the official road, but instead took a side road. In any case, for martial artists who are proficient in lightness skills, traveling in the mountains and forests is not much more difficult than traveling on flat ground. Moreover, traveling straight through the mountains and forests can save a lot of time. In addition, they did not bring Murong Wu, the weakest of them, and only Si Ming, Yu Shuying, Si Huaruo, Ying Zhou were present.

"I'm tired, I'll rest for a bit."

After traveling for half a day, Yu Shuying, who had the worst physical strength, was the first to give up. The other three had no objections and each found a place to rest and regulate their breathing.

Have some tea.

Si Huaruo took out her water bottle and handed it to Si Ming.

While drinking, Si Ming asked Yu Shuying, "How is the fighting situation in various places lately?"

"Although there was an unexpected incident on the Russia side, we generally have the advantage. As long as nothing unexpected happens, and if we drag this out for another two or three months, the Human Race will win. Anyone with a bit of strategic vision can see this."

As Yu Shuying spoke, she stretched out her hand, displeased, "Even if you lack strategic vision, you should at least learn to read people's expressions. You should proactively offer water to a lady, instead of waiting for her to ask."