Xiao He was taken aback, recalling that day on Yusheng Island, he had spoken much to those two people.
Most of it was a mix of truth and lies, playing with reality.
At this moment, he wasn't sure which part Saint Zuo was asking about.
He wanted to inquire, but upon looking up, Su Mo's face was clouded with gloom.
Suddenly, he felt apprehensive.
So he cautiously opened his mouth:
"Saint Zuo, please allow me to explain, the Dragon King Hall and Nanhai Alliance have been battling each other for years.
"Naturally, there's never a truth between us..."
"Oh?"
Su Mo nodded slightly:
"So, you're saying the plot to obtain the Martial God Key back then was also false?"
Xiao He woke as if from a dream, realizing that Saint Zuo's inquiry was about this.
Startled, he was about to speak, but his expression suddenly changed dramatically.
He froze in place.
Su Mo supported his chin with one hand, looked down at Xiao He, and smiled slightly:
"What's wrong with you?"
"..."
