There were no surveillance cameras at the Black Robed People's Main Altar, but something even more bizarre and exquisite than any cameras was watching.
This kind of Xuan Sect technique, if not wielded by someone with profound skill, is impossible to employ.
At this moment, Jia Feng and the others clearly saw the look on Xie Xuzhi's face—sadness, restraint, and a deep sense of guilt.
"You're right, but looking at Director Xie's expression, he seems reluctant. Could he possibly defect halfway?"
Jia Feng laughed immediately; it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say Xie Xuzhi's childhood values were deliberately influenced by him.
Seemingly cold-hearted and indifferent, yet in reality, he was full of a sense of justice and a warm heart.
Such a person, unless driven to desperation, would never go against his own conscience.
If Xie Xuzhi didn't have these expressions on his face, he would instead suspect if this was a setup by him and Yun Ran.
