When it comes to spouting nonsense, Shen Shaotian has never been afraid of anyone.
Even when facing Qiao, one of the Thirteen Guardians, he is just as confident and composed, speaking with ease.
He's not stupid.
Shen Zhong.
Chen Yang had already used a pseudonym, and everyone in Yuning Mountain believed he was dead.
In such a situation, how could Shen Shaotian be foolish enough to reveal Chen Yang's identity?
Once this identity is exposed.
Without a doubt, Chen Yang would face a grim fate, perhaps even another siege from the Nine Sects.
Xu Qiao scrutinized him.
Shen Shaotian remained as still as a clock, gazing at her calmly and helplessly spreading his hands, "Come on, Qiao, just because we share the same last name, you think I know him?"
"However, five hundred years ago, we truly were one family."
Xu Qiao then withdrew her gaze, not hiding her contempt at all, "Trying to be someone's lackey right from the start, is that your limit?"
