Facing the complex gaze of Miao Conglu, Lu Chuan took a long breath.
"So far, this is probably the only sentence of truth you've spoken, and even it is mixed with lies. Miao Conglu, I'm curious, have you ever spoken a single true word to anyone?"
Saying this, Lu Chuan took a Gu Insect from his bosom, resembling a beetle, and gently crushed it in his hand, transforming it into green liquid that exploded and dripped down his fingertips.
Seeing this, Miao Conglu's expression suddenly froze.
"You... when did you find out?"
"The moment you planted the Corpse Gu, I already knew. So, in the end, you never trusted me, yet you're demanding my trust here. Don't you think it's ridiculous?"
"I did it for self-preservation. If you suddenly turned against me, I would have no defense in front of you. At least with the corpse controlled by the Corpse Gu, I have a way to protect myself."
