Yu Ziqing rubbed his head, feeling a bit uncomfortable.
He now roughly understood that in the Mud Sea of the Muddied World, the only thing that can be transmitted unrestrictedly is all sorts of negative malice.
The other party was using malice to transmit information, but ordinary people probably won't feel any information of real value before being overwhelmed by the malice.
He hadn't intended to waste words with the guy from the Mud Sea of the Muddied World, but who would have thought that after casually asking a sensitive question, the other party would betray his comrades without hesitation.
This baffled Yu Ziqing.
Even though the implication from that idea suggested that the current guy had unresolved grudges with the one who escaped,
logically they should count as an internal disagreement, all being brothers in misery trapped in the Mud Sea of the Muddied World. No matter what grudges exist, they should resolve them only after escape, to the outside, they are comrades.
