Zeng Shilin's hand abruptly froze.
His gaze turned razor-sharp as he looked at Zeng Anmin.
"What do you mean, things you can say and things you cannot say?"
"Explain yourself."
The coldness had vanished from his father's voice.
In its place was an unfathomable depth.
Clearly, Zeng Shilin could not tell how much truth and falsehood lay in Zeng Anmin's words.
"Phew~"
Zeng Anmin let out a breath, his expression turning serious as well.
"I know everything about your plans with Master Xu."
?
Zeng Shilin instantly rose from his chair.
He narrowed his eyes, a trace of gloom in his voice.
"He even told you that?"
"Yes, because he wanted me to help him kill someone."
Zeng Anmin answered truthfully.
"Kill whom?"
Zeng Shilin took a deep breath and looked solemnly at Zeng Anmin.
"I don't know. I think he's from the Jiang Kingdom?"
Zeng Anmin rubbed his chin. "He said he would tell me when I came to see him a year from now."
Zeng Shilin's brows knitted tightly together.
Clearly, he could not make out Master Xu's intentions.
"Oh, right. Master Xu had known all along that I could cultivate both Confucian and martial arts."
Zeng Anmin carefully watched his father's expression.
Zeng Shilin nodded blandly. "It is not strange for him to know."
"Oh?"
Zeng Anmin had not expected his father to react so calmly.
"Then you are not worried..."
A hint of ruthlessness entered Zeng Anmin's voice.
Zeng Shilin gave him an indifferent glance and sneered.
"If he did not want our father and son to have an easy time, the two of us would have to flee south overnight tomorrow."
"But more likely, we would die before we even got away."
"He is that powerful?!"
Zeng Anmin's eyes widened.
"Master Xu."
A sharp gleam