His pallid face grew even whiter: "I don't know, I just saw them threatening you, trying to capture you, and I rushed out, I have to protect you."
Ling Kong frowned even more: "Those instinctive reactions further confirm that your background is no ordinary matter. Even if a person can pretend, in times of danger, they will subconsciously make the most familiar movements, those natural reflexes that you can't cover up. Without having been involved in countless fights like this, killing people, I'm afraid you wouldn't have such quick and precise reactions!"
His complexion grew even more somber, his shallow eyes revealing a look of bewilderment as he lowered his head to look at his own hands.
"So you're saying, I used to be a murderer, have killed many people?"
"Hmph, still going to keep up the act? Better come clean, explain your origins and purpose. Who sent you, and what exactly do you want to do?" Ling Kong's tone was fierce and imposing.
"I told you, I don't know."
