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"": "Luo Bin felt as though a heavy hammer had slammed into his head. His skull threatened to split with pain.
He knew that rashly using fate strangulation on the Spirit Medium before him would inevitably bring a backlash.
The sight of Shangguan Xingyue suffering a backlash from those Taoists was still vivid in his mind.
Luo Bin had done it simply to make these people believe him.
He had pointed out that Yuan Yinxin could not be trusted and that Zhang Yunling was a pawn. After being trapped for so many years, these people were bound to grow suspicious.
Then he had used a technique that belonged to Yuan Yinxin alone, proving all the more clearly that his identity, at least, was beyond doubt.
There was another crucial reason Luo Bin had decisively stepped forward: Zhang Baijiao's mental defenses had completely collapsed. If he kept talking, he might expose Qin Tianqing and Zhang Yunxi's scheme. Shangguan Xingyue was still here. That would ruin everything!
He had to stop Zhang Baijiao from talking immediately.
And he had to preserve everyone's lives as best he could.
Every gaze converged on Luo Bin alone.
This was an entirely different kind of pressure.
When practitioners like Zhang Yunxi had first scrutinized him, Luo Bin had felt as though they would see right through him, leaving him unable to conceal a single secret.
These Spirit Mediums, however, made him feel as though a boulder pressed against his chest, leaving him struggling to breathe.
"You're rather interesting." Hu Dongde nodded.
Luo Bin said nothing, merely meeting Hu Dongde's gaze.
"Have you never considered that you might be a pawn yourself?"
Hu Dongde continued, "You think he truly accepted you as his disciple. But have you considered that he's using you? He