"Senior Brothers, Senior Sisters, over these years, which of you has ever been in contact with, or remained in contact with, the Heaven Temple?"
Ye Zhen's question was extraordinarily abrupt and extraordinarily sensitive, catching everyone off guard.
But that was precisely what Ye Zhen had planned.
No matter who it was, under such sudden circumstances, it was all too easy to reveal a flaw.
Even if nothing showed on the surface and they remained perfectly composed, there would surely be some degree of disturbance in their hearts.
The Heart-Slaying Lock and Shelter Seal, which Ye Zhen had activated with all his strength, were waiting for precisely that instant.
So long as any one of those five displayed even the slightest abnormal fluctuation, Ye Zhen would be able to sense it.
Senior Disciple Brother Fu Su frowned. "Junior Brother Ye, why do you ask?"
The others also turned to look at Ye Zhen.
Ye Zhen's question was far too sensitive.
To ask who had ever been in contact with or remained in contact with the Heaven Temple was practically asking who among them was the traitor of the Mystic Gate Sect.
Ye Zhen glanced at Senior Disciple Brother Fu Su. His gaze swept past Second Senior Brother Leng Shou Tian, Third Senior Brother Ling Xian, and Sixth Senior Brother Lian Mo before finally settling on Eighth Senior Sister Zhuang Ning Bing.
There was confusion in Ye Zhen's gaze as he looked at Eighth Senior Sister Zhuang Ning Bing, as well as incomprehension—and expectation.
"Senior Sister Zhuang, what do you have to say?"
The moment Ye Zhen called her out directly, the calm expression on Eighth Senior Sister Zhuang Ning Bing's face changed at once. Her thumb and forefinger unconsciously twisted together.
"Junior Brother, what do you mean by that?" Eighth Senior