Ji Xuanying and the others understood as well. Xuan Yuanjun's meaning was clear.
What Du Mei had told everyone should have been what she had seen and heard, but what she had seen and heard was not necessarily true.
That was because this was precisely what Jiang Hengdao wanted everyone to know. He had merely made them believe they had obtained the information through their own efforts, so they would not question its authenticity.
That fellow Jiang Hengdao was far too cunning.
"Only now do I understand. When he sent Xu Zhiru and me to the Zhu Family, he was sending us to our deaths." Du Mei sighed.
At the time, she had not realized that Jiang Hengdao had deliberately allowed the two of them to discover his whereabouts.
He had done so because he was certain the two of them would fall into Xuan Yuanjun and the others' hands. He needed this means of having them pass the information on to Xuan Yuanjun and the others.
As for whether the two of them lived or died, why would Jiang Hengdao care?
And there was the Minghong Saber. Though that saber was somewhat extraordinary, it now seemed that Jiang Hengdao did not value it all that highly either.
"He probably thought we would kill you even if you told us," Xuan Yuanjun said. "He should have been able to guess that the Demon God would most likely be the one dealing with you. Given the Demon God's temperament, you would never survive falling into his hands. It's just that, after all these years, the Demon God's temperament has changed somewhat."
"I really don't know anything else," Du Mei sighed. "I already told you everything I knew."
"I want you to think back carefully on the circumstances when you met Jiang