Qin Bancheng's expression changed abruptly. Not all of what he said was true; there was also falsehood intermixed with the truth, which he hadn't expected Qin Chuan to discern.
He certainly wouldn't admit it and hurriedly denied it, "What I said is all..."
Before he could finish his sentence, he heard Qin Chuan snap, "Shut up!"
A terrifying imperial might burst forth from him, enveloping Qin Bancheng completely and leaving his face ashen, as if a massive hand was choking him, making it difficult to breathe.
"As long as Nian Nian's cultivation level doesn't increase any further, her condition won't worsen. When her malice arises, if guided properly, her condition could even improve, right?" Qin Chuan narrowed his eyes and interrogated Qin Bancheng.
