"Hmm?"
Wei Zhongqian frowned slightly.
What the hell was Huoran doing, making such a racket?
"Save me! Steward Wei, save me!"
Huoran's terrified voice came from next door.
Wei Zhongqian rushed over at once, and his expression instantly turned ugly to the extreme. His Immortal Divine Sense swept out frantically.
"Who was it? Who crippled your Water Element Spiritual Root?"
Wei Zhongqian let out a roar of shock and fury, his whole body trembling despite himself.
He had no choice but to be frightened.
Because there was no sign of anyone else for several dozen li around, yet Huoran's Water Element Spiritual Root had simply been crippled. Then who had done it?
When there was no one else to suspect, he, Wei Zhongqian, became the first object of suspicion.
In the Alchemy Pavilion, on the fifth layer he had been guarding, Zhang Lingshan's Water Element Spiritual Root had been crippled.
Now they had come to the water fields to farm, and Huoran's Water Element Spiritual Root had been crippled.
The only person who had intersected with both men in both places—who else could it be but him, Wei Zhongqian?
Therefore, he, Wei Zhongqian, was the greatest suspect. He was the mole!
He was finished!
Even if he could find a reasonable explanation, he would still have to bear the crime of dereliction of duty.
But he had already been punished by being sent here to farm.
If another charge was added on top, there were not many endings left for him. He feared the only path would be getting dragged off to be made into fertilizer.
"Steward Wei, save me, save me! Steward Wei!"
Huoran was still wailing.
But Wei Zhongqian's thoughts were heavy, and he was worried about the road ahead of him. How could he still have the