Lu Zui was like a gambler who had wagered all his belongings only to lose everything. All his emotions other than frustration and desperation had flowed out of his body. The only thing that was left was an empty shell that was answering Guo Chunfeng's questions mechanically.
However, behind the frustration and desperation, Li Yao vaguely sensed a hint tranquility.
Not the tranquility of gloom and giving up everything, but the tranquility of waiting before the arrival of a storm!
"Something is wrong.
"Lu Zui is too peaceful, desperate, and frustrated. He is a Nascent Soul Stage Cultivator. His belief should be unwavering. Would he give up so easily?
"He just suffered a brutal failure. In his eyes, the federation should be hopeless now. However, faced with such an outcome, he didn't even struggle but simply confessed everything at the earliest opportunity. Is he watching the Patriots Partnership get demolished just like that?"