"What is true is true, it cannot be false.
What is false is false, and can never become true... Eventually, what is stolen must be returned."
Chu Qing raised his eyes to look at Feng Xiaoyu:
"It seems the young lady is not inclined to continue discussing love affairs. Why not tell me, which of the Twelve Saint Kings of the Celestial Evil Cult you are?
The body technique you just used was the Blood Shadow Illusion Body from the Blood Demon Scripture. Could it be that you are... Prince Xue?"
Feng Xiaoyu sighed softly:
"Has anyone ever told you, brother, that men who are too smart aren't likable either?"
"How odd... Since when does Prince Xue do good deeds anonymously?"
Chu Qing sneered coldly, naturally referring to the matter of Liu Sanniang.
Regardless of Feng Xiaoyu's identity, the matter of Liu Sanniang and the Chen family's bloody case were indeed because she caught Chu Qing's attention just now.
"Naturally, it's for you, brother."
Feng Xiaoyu laughed:
