Evil Seed, I'll Take Your Face

Looking at the shackles on her body and the Lord of Fate suddenly turning the Judgment on her, Wu Wen froze, her heart instinctively tightening.

It was the tension and panic of someone with a guilty conscience.

"My lord, I..."

"The words of a filthy remnant bug who follows the Eerie Lord of Deception cannot be trusted!"

"Every sentence he says is mixed with Fate Privilege. You must not fall into the trap he has set!"

Wu Wen hurriedly spoke.

Lord of Fate: "What I want is honesty."

"Not excuses that lead to the Eerie Game Master."

Ji Yan, whose chest should have been pierced by the sword of light and who was in too much pain to speak, tugged at the corner of his mouth. "Yes, every word I say reeks of lies."

"But before irrefutable evidence, no matter how untrustworthy a liar is, the facts remain facts."

"Miss Wu, listen to me. Be honest!"

Ji Yan stared at Wu Wen with open mockery.

Wu Wen's pretty face darkened. "My lord, my conscience is clear!"

"If you do not believe me, investigate as you please!"

She could not admit it.

They were about to head to North Town. She absolutely could not lose the Lord of Fate's trust at this critical moment, or her Fate Privilege would be stripped away completely.

Since she had made a dirty deal, she had to carry the deception through to the end!

She believed Dong Sheng's Fate Privilege could help her deceive everyone. He could not possibly betray her, either.

What puzzled her was why the Lord of Fate had truly believed the disciple of an Eerie Game Master.

The Lord of Fate did not respond again.

Ji Yan, kneeling there, coughed but smiled. "Miss Wu, you have cut off the last retreat