He did not wait for Chu Zheng to question him but took the initiative to step forward, coming directly in front of Chu Zheng.
"Now, can you give me an explanation?"
Chu Zheng frowned slightly, speaking in a deep voice. He knew that all this before him was inextricably linked to the manipulation of this little Taoist behind the scenes.
The little Taoist looked at the almost explosive anger in Chu Zheng's eyes, shook his head slightly, and his expression returned to that detached indifference:
"What I said to you before was not false, but there was a slight deviation."
He paused, meeting Chu Zheng's cold gaze, and said slowly:
"You were not following the ancient history before; it is precisely because of those deliberate arrangements you made that today's events unfolded."
Chu Zheng instantly understood the earth-shattering implication in the little Taoist's words; a chill shot up his spine to his Heavenly Spirit, and his fingertips trembled uncontrollably:
