Chapter 113: The Stirring Trouble

Evening.

Afterward.

Hearing Zhou Hong's even breathing beside him,

Chen Li, for some reason, just couldn't sleep; he stared blankly at the beams above him in a daze.

The existence of the Zhou Family's ancestor was like a thorn in his heart.

Every time he thought about it,

It made him restless and unable to eat or sleep in peace.

"This matter, in fact, is not flawless; although I've muddled the vision and interfered with the clues, there still remains one major loophole, and that is Zhao Lin and his group..." Chen Li pondered in his heart:

"As long as Zhao Lin is found, I would also inevitably be exposed."

Could anyone withstand severe torture and different Foundation Establishment tactics?

Perhaps some could, but certainly not these people.

"Alas, a moment of soft-heartedness..." Chen Li sighed inwardly: