"Release him?"
Upon hearing Hun Xiu's words, Primeval Lord of Heaven looked at Hun Xiu with some suspicion. That thief was extremely important to Chanjiao; there was no way he did not know that.
He wanted him to release him?
Could Xiao Yan and that thief be in league? Primeval Lord of Heaven could not help but think. But as soon as that thought surfaced, he dismissed it from his mind.
Impossible.
Absolutely impossible.
This was the Vice Sect Master he had personally invited, Chanjiao's hope.
How could he possibly be in league with that thief? It was simply impossible.
For the first time.
Primeval Lord of Heaven had come so close to the truth, yet he had almost perfectly missed it.
Hun Xiu felt Primeval Lord of Heaven's gaze fixed on him. Though he showed no reaction on the surface, he was panicking inside. Why is Primeval Lord of Heaven looking at me like this? Has he discovered something?
That shouldn't be possible! I hid it so well. If I get exposed, that would be an insult to my Oscar-worthy acting skills.
While Hun Xiu was panicking, Primeval Lord of Heaven withdrew his gaze from him and said, "Fellow Daoist, tell me, why do you want to release him rather than kill him?"
Hun Xiu did not hesitate. "Sect Master, this is called casting a long line to catch a big fish. If we release him, where will an injured man like him go? He will definitely go home."
"He will return to the master behind him. If we follow him, won't we find the person behind him?"
"Mm!"
"Not bad. Fellow Daoist, your words make sense!" Upon hearing Hun Xiu's words, Primeval Lord of Heaven found them quite reasonable.
"But how do we release him naturally, without letting