In the quiet and lofty belly of the mountain, Wudong stared straight into the eyes before him, "Men die for wealth, as birds die for food. Master Xiao, what is it for you?"
Xiao Tingshu remained silent.
"Pei Ye told me that Xi Tianji said he never betrayed Kongtong," Wudong's voice was gentle, "It's easy to deceive a young man you've raised since he was small, and you couldn't possibly tell him that his master was helping Happy Death Tower dig up the roots of Kongtong... So, Master Xiao, you deceived him, didn't you?"
"...."
"You did not." Wudong released his grip coldly, letting the head in his hand fall limp once again.
