Chapter 282: Bottled Prisoner (Six)_1

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A kin-slayer? And even a Greek-style tragedy at that!

Fu Qian digested the information in Ailina's words, realizing that her actions seemed to indicate a desire to show sincerity.

"Thank you for your honesty,"

he said, nodding his head.

"It's just a pity, I don't remember killing anyone."

…

What Fu Qian said was, of course, the truth, though admittedly without much persuasive power.

Ailina, who had described patricide with a smile, now couldn't help but twist her expression.

She stared at Fu Qian for several seconds, yet not a trace of guilt could be seen.

In the end, Ailina was defeated. Her eerie expression subsided, and she sighed deeply.

"It's not necessarily a bad thing…"

"In any case, Patrick is the most dangerous player in this contest, and because of his mad accumulation of Sinflame, he will only be harder to deal with when he appears again. We must be cautious."

And you, knowing this, did not make a move just now.