Duanmu Chun ignored him and continued squinting at Sikong Jing. "The Tyrant Soul Endgame was actually left behind by the Tyrant Soul Venerable. That man loved to play around, leaving this kind of unreliable stuff everywhere."
Sikong Jing frowned at that. He had finally noticed that Duanmu Chun's words carried a hidden meaning.
Although the Tyrant Soul Endgame was rather playful, he had the distinct feeling that Duanmu Chun held a great deal of rejection toward him. But why?
He could not help looking at Yao Yuzhi...
Her face was dark, giving Sikong Jing a bad premonition.
At that moment, Duanmu Chun continued, "Oh, right. I've already learned about your situation, and I received the Blood-Refining Battle-Slaying Diagram as well... I even promised Yuzhi that as long as you passed the fourth stage of the Tyrant Soul Endgame, I could ensure that you were innocent."
"But..."
The instant those two words emerged, Yao Yuzhi took a heavy step forward with a cold expression.
"But the pressure Tyrant Fierce Venerable has put on me is enormous, truly enormous. I will certainly declare you innocent... but Tyrant Fierce Venerable will probably drag you off for another trial afterward. When that happens, I'm afraid I won't be able to stop him!"
Having said that, Duanmu Chun could not help sighing, his face full of regret.
Yao Yuzhi's face darkened even further. The meaning could not have been clearer.
Duanmu Chun would merely honor his promise by declaring Sikong Jing innocent, then wash his hands of the matter and throw Sikong Jing to Tyrant Fierce Venerable's faction for trial. By then, Duanmu Chun definitely would not forcefully protect Sikong Jing.
When the time came, he would probably be even quicker than anyone else to throw Sikong Jing away.
What the hell was the difference