His face showed utter confusion, and he blinked several times, shock apparent: "Spies and traitors? Are you referring to the brothers who recently joined my West Mountain Hall?"
"Stop playing dumb with me," Jian Cangfeng smirked with a teasing look in his eyes, "Do you think I'm unaware? You, the West Mountain Hall Master, are also Vice Hundred Households of the Police Pool of Blood."
The little guy in front of him was quite interesting.
Holding the dual roles of West Mountain Hall Master and Vice Hundred Households of the Police Pool of Blood, he teamed up with the remnant of the Divine Strategy Camp to rescue prisoners from the chaotic Police Pool of Blood jail on that very night.
Upon hearing this, Ye Zhiqiu's red lips parted in surprise, disbelievingly staring at Chu Xisheng.
This guy was actually the Vice Hundred Households of the Police Pool of Blood?
Chu Xisheng's face reddened slightly, feeling somewhat embarrassed.
His heart was also in turmoil.