"If you pass by this road and those pursuing you see these 'passersby,' the one chasing you will inevitably clear them away...
"Feng Yu, which type do you claim to be?"
"Subordinate... subordinate is... is..."
Feng Yu's lips trembled, but after a long time, he still couldn't come up with an answer.
"But regardless of which type you are... you have violated the rules of my Iron Blood Hall.
"Since the establishment of my Iron Blood Hall, its statutes have been considered as golden rules: do not implicate the innocent, do not harm the common people!
"By stirring trouble and redirecting calamity, do you really think I didn't see through it?"
Upon hearing this, Feng Yu suddenly chuckled:
"So from the beginning, you never trusted me?"
"From start to finish, what exactly made you worthy of my trust?
"Was it the subconscious guilt and retreat when you first met me?
"Or when you saw Beitang Zun, your speech slowed down, hiding anxiety inside?
