"Ah! Martial Uncle! I'm working undercover now. How could I possibly carry anything from the Heavenly Dao Sect?" Qin Xian froze at the question, then answered with a bitter smile.
"All right! Get up!" A flash of golden light shone from Li Xiaoya's hand as he released him with a smile. If the brat had produced any proof, that would have been the real deception. This was a rule for the Heavenly Dao Sect's undercover agents, which Heavenly Venerable Daoling had once mentioned to him in passing. Still, he had never imagined that the little True Cultivation Stage cultivator from back then would now be a Golden Core Stage cultivator, working undercover in Fire Dragon Palace. He had thought well of Qin Xian back then, and his behavior just now showed that he was exceptionally sharp-minded, too. Otherwise, he could never have been entrusted with something as important as ringing the Emergency Battle Bell in Fire Dragon Palace, much less recognized how not ringing it would affect the battle. Though Li Xiaoya felt some admiration for him, he said coldly, "Although I don't know whether you're telling the truth, I'll spare you this once because you helped us. And you need to change that cowardly, life-clinging attitude!"
"Yes, yes! You're right to reprimand me, Martial Uncle!" Qin Xian agreed repeatedly. He no longer looked the way Li Xiaoya remembered him; his appearance was rather sleazy now. He must have sacrificed quite a bit to work undercover. While Li Xiaoya was thinking this, Qin Xian hurriedly protested, "But, Martial Uncle, I can't agree with you calling me cowardly and afraid of death. A coward afraid of death wouldn't last long in Fire Dragon Palace!"
"Oh! Then why did you beg for mercy?" Li Xiaoya looked him up and down, surprised that