Wu Hongbiao's expression turned solemn as he said, "It is not the Jing Dynasty that betrayed me, but Si Cao. I've told you before that I will never let the political dirtiness of some waver my faith. I also believe that your uncles will rise again, rid the court of scoundrels. The people of the Jing Dynasty have suffered enough; I will not betray my motherland over a few villains."
Chen Ji was silent; this was the first time he had heard the word "faith" since arriving in this world.
He didn't want to dwell on this issue, so he asked the question he most wanted to ask, "You say it was that Si Cao with an awe-inspiring green-faced and fanged mask, skilled with knives, who wants to kill us—why do you think so?"
Wu Hongbiao looked puzzled and said, "Si Cao is just Si Cao, why add so many adjectives? There is only one Si Cao."
Chen Ji shook his head, "Just answer my question."
