Su Xin watched Bai Ling coldly. He hadn't expected his weakness to be discovered because he'd asked Ox-Head to kill Jiang Heliu.
In truth, there were plenty of suspicious things Su Xin had done in public, such as the time King Qinguang Mie had acted, and the more recent occasion when he'd helped Judge Cui.
The Jiang Heliu incident should have been the best-hidden of them all, since no one had ever seen Ox-Head in action.
But no one could be blamed for this. The White Lotus Sect simply had far too many secret arts—so many that the martial world couldn't even keep track of them all.
Who could have guessed that even after the White Lotus Sect's people had been killed, they could still send a trace of their killer's aura back to the Sect's headquarters before they died?
Yet Su Xin showed not the slightest panic. He merely looked at Bai Ling and said coolly, "So what are you trying to say? Are you threatening me with this? Where's your proof? Without proof, I can sue you for slander."
Bai Ling shook her head. "We don't have proof. If we did, this wouldn't be a transaction."
Bai Ling made no attempt to conceal anything. If the White Lotus Sect had proof, she wouldn't be here discussing a deal with Su Xin. Instead, the Sect's experts would have come forward to coerce and threaten him into serving them.
Although the White Lotus Sect had planted quite a few spies in the Imperial Court, they had never had anyone with Su Xin's strength and standing.
Unfortunately, the White Lotus Sect's deduction was indeed correct, but they had no proof. That was one of the reasons Su Xin had nothing to fear.
Over the years, the White Lotus Sect had stirred