"Whoever owed the debt should be the one to pay it back. It would be better to make things clear," Lin Shen said calmly.
"How could we repay it? We can't," Long Xiuzi said with a bitter shake of his head.
"As one of the parties involved, I should at least know the truth, shouldn't I?" Lin Shen continued.
"The truth? What truth?" Qing Lunzi looked at the two of them in confusion.
Seeing Lin Shen persist, Long Xiuzi said with a pained expression, "Yu Lizi is only a Lower God-Human. No matter how gifted he is, how could he possibly have the ability to deceive us with his own little tricks? Nor do I believe we were stupid enough not to understand the contract."
As Qing Lunzi listened, his expression changed. "You mean... the Patriarch..."
"Otherwise, why was the signature always there, only to disappear once it reached the Patriarch's hands?" Long Xiuzi aggravated his wounds and covered his chest as he coughed twice softly. "Yu Lizi is talented and capable. The Patriarch thinks highly of him."
"We're the Patriarch's disciples too. We've followed him for so many years; if we have no merit, we at least have endured hardship. What is this? What the hell is this?" Qing Lunzi nearly ground his teeth to pieces. He slammed his palm down on the table, smashing it apart.
"Consider it our repayment for his kindness," Long Xiuzi said.
Qing Lunzi only felt a ball of rage lodged in his chest, impossible to swallow and impossible to spit out.
No matter what, he had never expected things to turn out like this. Just moments ago, he had thought Yu Lizi alone had deceived him.
Being deceived was naturally infuriating, but this hurt him even more than Yu Lizi's deception. Worse still,