"Confessed?" Li Fan looked at Liu Chengzong with some doubt. "Daoist Liu, don't just tell half the story. Didn't you say earlier that you had interrogated them thoroughly and found that their families knew nothing? How come there's suddenly a 'confession' now?"
Liu Chengzong appeared as if everything was under his control and, taking another cup in hand, said with a smug look, "Elder Li, there's no need to rush. I will naturally reveal the evidence today. But as for how much I'll say, that depends on your clear response first.
"If you are like Elder Zhou, indifferent to worldly affairs and not intent on getting involved, then knowing too much might not be good for you, right?"
Witnessing him casually sipping his drink while gesturing at the gourd on the table, Li Fan understood his intention.
This Liu was quite astute, wanting Li Fan to first declare his support for Xu Chengyang; otherwise, it seemed he wouldn't get the real 'evidence'.
