"Are you really willing to spare me?"
Fengming Heishan's face lit up with joy.
After all, he wasn't an assassin with a habit of committing suicide. If he could stay alive, he naturally didn't want to die.
"Of course, the prerequisite is that you tell the truth."
Ling Xiao said calmly, "To be honest, although you attacked me from behind, you didn't actually hurt me. I don't want to become mortal enemies with the Emperor because of you."
Ling Xiao at this moment was like a patient and persuasive big bad wolf, smiling gently, yet in reality, he had already opened his blood and gory maw.
"Alright, I'll tell you. I attacked you because you drove my brother, Fengming Yashan, out of the Tianyuan Treasure Pagoda, which was not authorized by my father. He doesn't even know about it."
Fengming Heishan replied.
"You're lying!"
Ling Xiao's expression suddenly darkened.
"No, I'm not lying."
Fengming Heishan shook his head.
