Li Yao stared at Professor Luo De. His telepathic thoughts crawled into his brain through the professor's pupils as he perceived the quakes of his every brain nerve carefully. It was not until he gazed at the professor for half a minute that he finally snapped his fingers and retracted the bluish rays, which were only half a millimeter away from the professor's eyeball.
Professor Luo De took a deep breath in relief. His central nerves had regained control of all the pores on his face, and he was finally able to squeeze the cold sweat out of his forehead.
"Alright. I'll believe what you said just now. I'll believe that you are truly ignorant of the situation and were merely a tool that somebody else took advantage of."
Still staring at Professor Luo De in the eyes, Li Yao said coldly, "But tell me this. Are you absolutely certain that Captain Tang has defected and degenerated into an Immortal Cultivator?"
