Ji Youzhi smiled upon hearing this, "But now we know your secret, don't you really intend to tell us about the Li Clan elder's matter?"
At this time, Lu Zezhong could no longer hold it together; his whole demeanor was exhausted.
"I'll tell you, Divine Hunter Ji, I beg you not to let Princess Ata blow that whistle to let the Gu Insect suck my brains."
"Whether I listen to you depends on whether you listen to me."
Princess Ata had actually left, but Lu Zezhong did not know this.
At this moment, he was still engulfed in fear!
"I'll cooperate, I'll cooperate with you, tell me, what do you want to hear?"
"Good! Straightforward, then start from before the fire thirteen years ago!"
"The fire thirteen years ago?"
Lu Zezhong's consciousness gradually returned, slowly going back to thirteen years ago.
"One dark night in early spring thirteen years ago, I received Ming Bowl's token, so I secretly went to see her at the Prince's Mansion.
I asked her where Prince Qing had gone?
