Fan Zhongkun suddenly remembered Huo Lian's identity. He was a man of the Demon Hall, and had once even been its Hall Master. If he said they were following his orders, he had no idea what these seniors before him would think of them.
The destruction of their Three Great Families back then could be attributed to the Demon Hall. That was a deep blood feud.
If he told the three seniors that they were taking orders from Huo Lian, wouldn't he be violating a grave taboo?
So he hesitated, seized by apprehension.
"Stop hemming and hawing. If you have something to say, say it!" Old Man Wang, whose temper was more explosive, barked.
Wang Jiu and the other two exchanged glances. In the end, they could only decide to tell the truth.
Who knew how many years these three old men before them had lived? If they lied, the old men would surely notice something amiss, which would only make things worse.
In the end, Wang Jiu spoke, recounting the matter of killing the two women.
"Senior Huo? Who is he?" Old Man Wang asked with a frown. "To think both Evil Blades are in his hands. He must have quite a background."
Quite a background? His background is simply beyond belief, Fan Zhongkun muttered inwardly, not daring to say it aloud.
"He... he is from the Demon Hall," Wang Jiu said. But when the three old men fixed their eyes on him, he added, "He is the previous Demon Hall Master."
At those words, all three old men's expressions changed.
They had not been particularly surprised when Wang Jiu said Huo Lian was from the Demon Hall.
In their view, the three men's knowledge of how to enter must have had something to do with Huang Xiao. Since