The atmosphere was somewhat depressed.
The time here seemed to stop.
Yan Yin looked at the jade bottle for a long time. Then he asked in a dry voice, "Do you believe in me?"
"Why should I believe in you?" Ming Shu asked back. "You inexplicably approached me, you knew who killed the Xuan family, and you sent news secretly to Baihu Sect, let them hunt me down and try to kill me."
Yan Yin said softly, "It was not me."
Ming Shu kept silent.
Yan Yin stood up, with his deep blue robe undone, and he walked in front of Ming Shu. "Some things I can't explain to you, but I never sent news secretly to others."
Ming Shu smiled. "This jade bottle comes with a fragrance, which can be traced by a kind of spirit worm. You are the only one who has this in the entire Yin Sect, so if it was not you, do you think it was me?"
