The person sitting in front of Du Che was the person behind the recent attacks on the Shadowmoon Martial Arts Hall, Xie Ninghe, the owner of the Fenghe Martial Arts Hall.
No one could have imagined that the most loyal disciple of the Shadowmoon Martial Arts Hall would be its greatest traitor.
Du Che no longer covered his face. He took off the rice hat and face mask.
"Du Che, the information you told me is wrong."
Xie Ninghe was a middle-aged man with an ordinary face. There were wrinkles on his face and a few gray hairs on his head.
"That Xu Ning you talked about is not in the state mind realm! He's in the intention realm!"
There was a trace of murderous intent in Xie Ninghe's tone.
Du Che was also aware of this, so he said in panic, "Apologies, my lord. I did not intentionally provide you false information. You don't need to doubt my loyalty to you."
"You know my desire for the Blood Idea Dan!"
