It was evident that Mo Xing still didn't trust Feng Qiwu.
This was a blatant suspicion.
To be honest, Feng Qiwu's face was somewhat pale, his thin lips curled into a bitter smile, and then he said to Mo Xing, "It really wasn't me, Mo Xing, you should know me. Some things are a bottom line, and I wouldn't easily cross them. The Qiankun Tower incident really has nothing to do with me. I can swear by the honor of the Island Master."
To make Mo Xing believe him, Feng Qiwu wasn't above betting his own identity and swearing an oath.
Upon hearing this, Mo Xing remained silent for quite a while, merely gazing deeply at him, clearly pondering how much validity there was to his words,
