"Bang!"
After a faint sound, a wisp of crimson candle flame appeared before Ji Yuan.
Not only that, candle flames lit one after another around him. In the blink of an eye, a ring of flames had wrapped the entire room, sealing off every path of escape. Ji Yuan could even feel his aura being locked onto.
Even so, he did not move. He merely stared at High Person Lingzhu before him with a half-smile.
What he had said was naturally the truth.
Yet truth spoken at such a time, in such a setting, was naturally worth savoring.
As for what exactly he meant—
The other two present could both see it.
"Hehe, the word 'defect' Brother Xu spoke of was not so simple, was it?"
As Thousand Illusion Old Devil spoke, he raised a hand before Ji Yuan and brushed that wisp of candle flame away.
Ji Yuan did not answer. He continued staring at High Person Lingzhu.
After a long silence, High Person Lingzhu finally withdrew all the Spirit-Candle Nascent Flames around them back into his body.
"Brother Xu, next time you speak, you should refrain from dragging out your words."
High Person Lingzhu spoke coldly, giving himself a way down as well.
"This one was at fault."
Ji Yuan smiled.
Had he not deliberately dragged things out, the initiative would likely have fallen entirely into High Person Lingzhu's hands when he raised the matter afterward.
But now—Ji Yuan turned to Thousand Illusion Old Devil at his side and said, "If I had truly defected to the Barbarian God Continent, why would I come here to the Commander's place to die?"
"Then what does Brother Xu mean—"
"To return the other's way with the other's body."
Ji Yuan slowly spoke eight words. "There are most likely cultivators from