Feng Zhuan's words were about as convincing as burning paper at a grave—they might fool a ghost, but there was no way they'd fool Tang Li and the others.
Tang Li's expression darkened. He said coolly, "Brother Feng Zhuan, you know how adventurer teams operate. If an employer conceals the truth or falsifies information, it's considered an attempt to deceive the team. We have the right to withdraw unilaterally, and if we suffer any losses, we can demand substantial compensation. We also don't have to refund a single coin of the deposit."
Feng Zhuan knew those rules all too well.
But like a duck already in the pot, all he could do was stubbornly deny it.
It wasn't that he wanted to speak up. He had no choice. If he admitted that the pendant belonged to his elder brother, Feng Ci—the official captain of the Purple Thorn Adventurer Team—wouldn't that amount to indirectly admitting that Feng Ci had been killed, and that the entire Purple Thorn Adventurer Team had been wiped out?
So Feng Zhuan gritted his teeth and lied, hoping to deny Tang Li and the others a reason to withdraw.
The others chimed in. "Brother Tang Li couldn't be more right. Vice Captain Feng Zhuan, do you think we're fools you can trick? You think we've never seen this pendant? Or that we know nothing about the Purple Thorn Adventurer Team?"
"Every member of your team has a different jade pendant. This green jade pendant with a gold border can only be worn by Captain Feng Ci. Even your pendant, Vice Captain Feng Zhuan, has only a silver border."
Feng Zhuan was at a loss for words.
He'd clearly underestimated how well these people knew the Purple Thorn Adventurer Team. Just as that man had said, only Feng