"But Master Yuri was severely injured tonight. He personally testified about the existence of the old man in black. This shows that Qingjiu's confession is without water."

"The old man in black not only exists, but he actually forced a confession from Qingjiu in the alley."

"One coincidence is a coincidence, two coincidences are fate, and three coincidences can only be the truth."

"Your relationship with Tang Ruoxue, your outstanding martial arts skills, Master Yuri's injury tonight, and the forced confession of the old man in black."

Temu Cihua shouted: "All this is enough to lock you in."

The person on the other end of the phone remained calm, listened carefully to Temu Cihua's words, and then sighed:

"Old friend, you have preconceived ideas. This is very bad."

"Let me say it again, I am not the one who rescued Tang Ruoxue and seriously injured Yuri tonight."

"I have been following Song Hongyan tonight, and I am going to find an opportunity to kill the most powerful person in the Tang Sect."

"Kill Song Hongyan, and the Tang Sect will no longer have ballast, and it will truly fall apart."

"Song Hongyan will not die, but Tang Ruoxue and Chen Yuanyuan will fight again and again, and no matter how bloody they are, they will not be able to damage the foundation of the Tang Sect."

"If you don't believe it, I'll give you a real-time video so you can see if I'm staring at Song Hongyan."

His tone was calm: "Or, you can send someone to the Hengcheng Buddhist Temple to see if I am here..."

After he finished speaking, the video was connected, and Temu Cihua's mobile phone footage was instantly clear.

Tiemu Cihua glanced at Song Hongyan on the lotus pond of the Great Buddha Temple in Hengcheng.

Dressed in red, she is charming and refined.
Chapter completed!