Sword Master Yu's groggy mind buzzed loudly with blood rushing, his limbs feeling so numb that he couldn't comprehend Baili An's words.
"What do you mean there's a traitor hidden within the Thirteen Swords... What do you mean the Spirit Revitalizing Pill I took is Spirit Transformation Powder? That's impossible... How can such absurdity happen in the magnificent Tianxi Sword Sect!"
He struggled as if to stand, but his body, devoid of spiritual power, was limp and he collapsed again.
Zangxin stood in mid-air, laughter emanating from under his mask: "In this world, if one is determined, nothing is impossible to achieve.
Baili Yu, it is precisely because you are naive and self-reliant that a chance opened for the Tianxi Sword Sect."
"A scheme to sow discord." Sword Master Yu furrowed his thick brows, squinting his eyes, making his already sharp gaze seem more like a blade.
Zangxin laughed heartily, his eyes under the mask carried a subtle mocking contempt:
