Complaining aside, Feng Jun believed it in his heart—Meng Xiaotian might have been very polite, but he truly wanted to kill him.
Still, he wanted to confirm his guess. "I merely ignored his recruitment offer. He wants to kill me over that?"
Liu Yiyi sat on the ground, bawling her eyes out and ignoring his question, looking utterly heartbroken.
"Forget it," Feng Jun sighed. "I'll just Soul Search you."
Liu Yiyi immediately stopped crying, though she could not stop sobbing right away. "No... what do you want to know?"
Feng Jun had never noticed that there were cultivators so afraid of death. But on second thought, it was only natural. Ordinary people feared death, so did cultivators have to face it without fear?
So he pulled out a cigarette and lit it. After taking a deep drag, he asked, "Fine, he wants to kill me... but why?"
"The reason is to intimidate others." Once Liu Yiyi stopped crying, her mind worked remarkably quickly. "Those who refuse to obey must be killed, unless you have an enormous backer behind you. Otherwise, you're dead... He wants to show everyone that this is what happens to people who refuse to listen to the Hunting Alliance."
After a pause, she added, "Of course, in the end, everyone will think the Rogue Cultivators Alliance is better."
Feng Jun thought about it for a long time and felt that becoming some kind of cautionary example was rather tragic... and a little ridiculous.
But there was no point dwelling on that. He already knew the truth—the girl might have concealed something, but that did not matter. What mattered was that, logically speaking, most of what she said was true.
That was right. This was the truth. He did not need to investigate it; he could judge it