It was indeed him!
Liu Chen had guessed correctly. Situ Wuqiong was still alive. His martial arts had been completely destroyed, and he must have been hiding somewhere, barely clinging to life!
Liu Chen asked, "Explain clearly, what happened."
With a shiver, A Bao said, "Three days ago, Mr. Situ found me and told me to use the news of the sacred martial arts site to make some money. He also said that I could ask Miss Xie for money on one side and sell the information to him on the other, making a profit from both ends to last me a lifetime."
"Hmph, he really calculated his benefits well. Does he have the money to buy your information?" Liu Chen asked.
As Liu Chen spoke, he intensified the pressure on his foot. A Bao, almost spitting blood from the pressure, eventually spilled everything. People like A Bao, even if somewhat capable, lacked backbone and were greedy; they feared death because after dying, all wealth no longer mattered to them.