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"Heh."
Under the moonlight, one couldn't make out his expression, nor discern his mood, but the old scholar suddenly let out a low laugh, then he let go, allowing Zhang Suohao to slump against the wall.
"Hmm?"
Zhang Suohao looked at the old scholar in astonishment, incomprehension dawning in his eyes.
This shouldn't be happening! Shouldn't he be furious now, throwing me down and rushing to the training grounds in the south of the city to rescue Zhou Li and the others?
Why isn't he moving?
"Do you know?"
The old scholar reached out his hand, but this time, rather than grabbing Zhang Suohao's throat, he straightened his collar, then said gently:
"Half of what you just said is bullshit."
"You!"
Zhang Suohao had not expected the old scholar to be so vulgar or perhaps, he never expected the old scholar to react this way. He stared at the old scholar in disbelief, opening his mouth but unable to speak.
