Hearing what Old Man Jueyin said, Ling Yun seemed to have serious suspicions.

Ling Yun didn't panic at all, and said slowly: "It's useless no matter how much you say, because I never killed Chen Changge, and I don't even know when he died."

"Still struggling here?"

Old Man Jueyin laughed, "Just last night, to be precise, two hours ago, you assassinated the Seventh Young Master to death.

Just to prevent you from escaping, we used the teleportation array to teleport to the nearest city, and then rushed here as quickly as possible."

"You said, I assassinated Chen Changge two hours ago?"

Ling Yun seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

Seeing his expression, Old Man Jueyin felt inexplicably uneasy for some reason.

But he didn't know where this feeling came from.

Along the way, he and Ren Guangyao had countless discussions, and they both believed that Ling Yun was dead.
Chapter completed!