"Oh right, don't tell me it's a secret and can't be made public." Li Tian added one last sentence.
Duanmu Bai's expression became increasingly unsightly. The matter of the mission was completely made up by him, and there was no way to prove it.
Given the current situation, he had no way of contacting elder Jiang and getting him to help him forge evidence to tide over this calamity.
In his extreme fear, cold sweat drenched Duanmu Bai's face. His back was also drenched. It was as if he had just been fished out of the water.
"You have nothing to say now that someone has offended Duanmu Bai?" Hall Master sun's voice was cold, as if it carried a gust of cold wind, sending chills down one's spine.
"Pretty boy, I advise you to confess your crime as soon as possible. Don't force us to torture you!" Ye qingrou shouted.
"I ... I admit it." After uttering these two words, Duanmu Bai's face turned ashen. His entire body's essence, energy, and spirit were sucked away.