Fu Xiqin felt a thud in his heart.
The strings were about to snap!
The Ancestor was usually lazy and easygoing, rarely speaking so seriously. At this moment, the stance made him truly feel that if he accidentally said something wrong, his little life would be over.
"An-Ancestor! You have to believe in Qin Qin. I really heard that the master was dismembered, blood staining ten miles, and finally the body vanished into smoke, so tragic..."
Zuzi raised an eyebrow, "Heard? So you didn't witness it with your own eyes?"
Fu Xiqin was sweating bullets, "Please, Ancestor, calm down, calm down. Qin Qin was sent by the master to handle a very important matter back then. By the time I returned, the master had fallen, and I didn't make it in time to see it myself. It's all from what the birds and fish of the East Sea said. If you don't believe me, I can bring Jingwei as a witness for you, or the four old turtles of Zhenhai, or..."
"No need."
