The man became more agitated as he spoke. Du Yue's and He Xing's hearts sank. Could the king really let his subordinates live for hundreds of years? Could it be that he had the same background as He Xing?
While He Xing was still in a daze, the man on the ground suddenly jumped up, pulled out a knife from somewhere, and stabbed He Xing in the chest. He Xing dodged sideways and shot the man in the head. The man fell to the ground with disbelief in his eyes, but there was nothing he could do.
Du Yue looked at the man's body and frowned. "Why did you kill him? Maybe he could've come in handy." Perhaps they could get some information from the man after torturing him a little.
He Xing shook his head. "There's no need for that. If he's really a core figure, he definitely wouldn't be sent out to be a scapegoat. No matter what methods we use, I don't think we'll be able to get any useful information."
