The blade would fall either way. I might as well tell the truth.
Porcupinefish Douluo was no ordinary man.
After only a brief hesitation, he made up his mind.
After all, his mission was to convey this matter to Qian Daoliu.
He steeled himself and said, "Great Enshrined, there has been a slight change regarding Qin Xiao. I'm afraid the outcome differs a little from what you wanted."
"Hmm? What changed?"
Qian Daoliu's expression changed at once, and he asked gravely, "Has that brat Qin Xiao made more demands of you?"
He's dead. How could he make any demands? Wouldn't that mean we'd seen a ghost? The thought flashed through Porcupinefish Douluo's mind, and he shook his head. "No."
Hearing this, Qian Daoliu found it even more intriguing. "What sort of slight difference are you talking about?"
"Well..." Porcupinefish Douluo hesitated, then said quietly, "Great Enshrined, Qin Xiao, Qin Xiao, he..."
"What happened to him? Don't tell me he's dead?" Qian Daoliu frowned.
"Yes, he's dead!" Porcupinefish Douluo's heart trembled, but his words no longer stumbled.
"If he's dead, he's dead. Why not just say so?"
Qian Daoliu muttered this first, but quickly realized something was wrong.
His tightly knitted brows suddenly rose.
"Wait, Pufferfish, what did you say? Qin Xiao is dead?"
Qian Daoliu's voice abruptly rose.
His face was filled with surprise.
He questioned Porcupinefish Douluo again, demanding the truth!
"Great Enshrined, Qin Xiao really is dead."
When he saw Porcupinefish Douluo nod with a grim expression, Qian Daoliu had no choice but to accept this fact.
Out.
In.
Out.
In.
Qian Daoliu breathed deeply, doing his utmost to calm his turbulent emotions.
Recalling what Porcupinefish Douluo had said earlier, he could not help laughing in anger. "A slight difference? This is what you call a slight difference?