Hundreds and thousands of divine senses locked onto Fang Che from the sky.
At this moment, everyone was somewhat tense, clearly increasing their efforts.
Fang Che's heartbeat, blood-flow rate, divine-sense fluctuations, gaze, pupils, complexion, and even every pore of his body were all under surveillance.
Just now, Fang Che's heart had suddenly beaten faster once, and everyone's eyes had lit up.
Fang Che stepped forward with his hands behind his back, lowered his head, took a look, and said, "Isn't this Yin Shen Gong, the leader of the One Heart Sect of the Sole True Sect? Naturally, I know him. I didn't expect him to fall into your hands. Our Southeast Headquarters has plenty of portraits of him, but who is this other person?"
"Oh?"
Meng Zushi let out a cold laugh. He used his foot to turn Yin Shen Gong's head around, then stepped on one side of Yin Shen Gong's face. Rubbing it with his sole, he grinned viciously. "What about now? Do you recognize him?"
Fang Che sneered. "That's a truly ridiculous question. You turned Yin Shen Gong's face in another direction—did you think that would somehow turn him into your father?"
Meng Zushi gave a grim laugh. "Night Demon, you're truly heartless! Your master's corpse is being desecrated right in front of you, yet you can still wear such an indifferent expression. As expected, everyone in the Sole True Sect is utterly without conscience!"
Fang Che smiled faintly. "Meng Zushi, what exactly are you trying to say? What exactly are you trying to do? You've been asking these strange questions all day. To me, you wiped out the One Heart Sect and killed Yin Shen Gong—that's a good thing. To the Guardians, it's also a great merit. If you need me to help report your achievement,