Zhao Bo's disbelief was not unreasonable.
Buddhist teachings had never flourished in Wu Territory. For an ordinary Azure Mystic disciple to know a supreme art of the Buddhist Path was strange in itself.
Normally, it would not matter. Who cared what lucky encounters someone else had enjoyed?
But with his life and everything he owned at stake, how could he dare not think twice?
And let no one forget that the Evil Monk also practiced arts of the Buddhist Path!
"Junior Brother Jiang, if you want me to trust you, you must at least explain things clearly."
"I need to take this Tin Staff to the Hall Department. It may let me turn the tide and save them, but someone must stay here to watch over the formation. Once I send up a smoke signal, you must step into this blood formation and use your inner force to set it running."
Zhao Bo felt he had already yielded a step, but Jiang Che's explanation still failed to convince him.
With a cold laugh, he demanded, "Step into the formation? This is a demonic formation laid down by the Evil Monk, and you want us to step inside? How do we know you aren't sending us to our deaths? Absolutely not!"
"Are you going to disobey orders?"
As he spoke, Jiang Che took a command token from inside his robes.
Du Yongchang had given it to him. With this token, Jiang Che was the leader of this operation. He had used it to summon these twenty disciples from the Hall Department today, and Zhao Bo himself was among them. Naturally, he recognized it.
Yet even with the command token before him, he still hesitated.
Disobeying orders would certainly bring serious trouble afterward, but he could explain himself. If he was tricked