Lü Zhong's expression shifted as he listened to Guu Ximei's confession. It went from composed and calm to startled and amazed, and finally settled into a deep silence.
Glancing at Guu Ximei in the corner of the room, he demanded in a low voice, "Do you dare swear a death-vow on the truth of what you just told me?"
It wasn't that Lü Zhong couldn't tell truth from lies; it was just that her words were too shocking to be believed. After all, anyone who heard that a Nascent Soul Sect was making a move against the Heling Sect would find it impossible to remain calm.
And the Limb-Attaching Sect was merely a proxy force cultivated by that very sect.
'This all seems strangely familiar,' he thought. 'It's remarkably similar to how the Five Spirits Sect used Demon Cultivators to seize Qingliu Market and ultimately destroy the Qingyang Sect. Truly, there's nothing new under the sun.'
