"Senior Ren, there is something I must ask you to forgive me for. I lied to you before," Huang Xiao said.
"Oh? About going to the Frozen Snowfield?"
"Yes. At the time, I obtained an Iron Key and believed it was genuine," Huang Xiao said. "I wanted to explore its secrets myself, so I didn't tell you I had obtained it."
"Now that you're telling me, that means the Iron Key wasn't genuine," Ren Dongju said.
"It was fake." Huang Xiao nodded.
"Everyone has selfish desires. In your place, I wouldn't have handed over the key either, or told anyone, whether it was real or fake," Ren Dongju said.
Huang Xiao secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
He had been missing for over a hundred years, and his strength had increased astonishingly. Now that he was facing Ren Dongju, he certainly had to give him an explanation.
Huang Xiao could not reveal what had really happened to him, but fabricating a lie Ren Dongju would believe was no easy task.
Still, there was no avoiding this matter. Since he had returned alive, Ren Dongju would certainly seek him out.
Thus, Huang Xiao had already spent a long time thinking about this.
At the very least, his story had to hold water, even if Ren Dongju harbored some doubts.
Just as Ren Dongju had said, everyone had selfish desires. No one could reveal all their secrets.
"Although it was fake, this key was still somewhat unusual," Huang Xiao said. "While I was in the Frozen Snowfield, I met a member of the Zhu Family who had been expelled from the family. He told me that this Bronze Key was the key they used to open their Sacred Land. However, a disciple had stolen it, and they had never managed to find