At this point, Old Xi Zhang stood up.
"I'll go get you some hot water to make tea."
"Sit down, it's fine, just stay and listen." Wen Yan grabbed Old Xi Zhang.
Old Xi Zhang looked at Feng Yao, who nodded as well.
"It's alright, you don't need to avoid suspicion."
Old Xi Zhang glanced at Wen Yan's calm face again and sighed inwardly. He was really being treated as one of their own now.
Wen Yan ate a Little Bun while casually saying,
"What I mean is, from what you said, people who've been brainwashed, they'll believe it without a doubt. No matter what you say, they'll still only believe what they want to believe.
Even if someone suspects they've been tricked—brainwashed by Mo Zhicheng—their heart will still struggle, right?"
