The infant curled up, his voice trembling through the thunder slurry. "Though there are many vicious criminals under heaven, there are not many worth suspecting. Those who would dare kill Taiyi Immortal and affront the Central Empire are either Rakshasa Bright Moon Pure or Equality State!"
"Are you just guessing? I can guess for myself." Ji Jinglu's brows were cold and stern, but he made no other move.
Ji Jinglu had initially followed Yan Chunhui's trail in order to uncover the truth behind Chen Suan's death.
Purging the man-demons was not his duty, nor was the fairness of the Yellow River Assembly his responsibility.
King of Dai Mountain's position represented the interests of the Great Jing Empire. Even if he himself forgot that, Jing Kingdom's chancellor would remind him.
"It was Equality State!" The infant's voice came swift as a thunder edict. "Only Equality State could have guessed that I was on the stage. If Chen Suan's death was connected to me, then it must have been Equality State's handiwork—I especially believe it was King Zhao!"
"Why do you say that?" Ji Jinglu asked.
The infant stretched his limbs within the Thunder Pool, assuming a harmless posture.
His surging, abundant vitality was drawn in to the utmost, seemingly forged and condensed into an invisible sword. If this sword did not leave its sheath, so be it; once it did, it would drink lifespan.
"Because Qian Chou was brought into Equality State by King Zhao, and I once made a deal with Qian Chou! I helped him wipe out One Truth and avenge his blood-deep hatred; he helped me cleanse my heart and turn back from the Sea of Bitterness. Thus, he sounded the Nine Palaces at Heaven's Zenith, and I repaid my long-cherished wish at the Yellow River!"
He added,