Huang Xiao sat back down in the chair, tossed the slip of paper onto the table, and pondered for a moment before saying, "So you're confessing to me? Why?"
"Young Master, aren't you going to ask who sent me first?" Chao Lingyi abruptly raised her head and asked in some confusion.
She had not expected Huang Xiao to ask that question instead. Surely that was what most people would ask first.
"That hardly matters. You're from the Mixed Demon Sect, so I imagine this most likely has something to do with them, doesn't it? Besides, now that you've produced this slip of paper, you'll confess everything without my asking, won't you?" Huang Xiao said.
Chao Lingyi sighed, then nodded. "That's right. By taking out this slip of paper, I've prepared myself to throw caution to the wind."
"You're taking a gamble?" Huang Xiao said with a faint smile. "Very well. How I ultimately deal with you will depend on what you have to say next."
"Yes, I'm taking a gamble. You asked why I wanted to confess, Young Master. It's because I feel you're different from other people!" Chao Lingyi said.
"Different how?" Huang Xiao asked.
"Very different. At the very least, you're nothing like the people of the Demon Hall," Chao Lingyi said. "Perhaps it's because you didn't grow up in the Demon Hall, Young Master, but I feel I can trust you."
"Trust?" Huang Xiao smiled and shook his head.
Talking about trust in the Demon Hall was rather laughable. At least, Huang Xiao would not readily trust anyone, especially Demonic Path practitioners.
Even this Chao Lingyi before him was not someone he would readily trust.
He could not afford too much wishful thinking when it came to Demonic Path practitioners.
Yue Cheng and Yin Huju might treat