But none of it concerned Xiao Ming.
From the looks of things, he was already branded as a collaborator, simply because he had been seen with Xi Muyao at the time.
It was likely that even Zhou Mei might be suspected as an accomplice, but Xiao Ming didn't seem remotely afraid.
A faint smirk tugged at the corners of his lips, one that was both unbothered and dangerous. He nodded absently, his eyes distant, which left Cang Ji staring at him, stunned.
Is this kid out of his mind?
Perhaps his confidence stemmed from ignorance about the cruelty of Liu Haotian, a figure infamous among mid-level and low-level Outer Sect disciples.
Liu Haotian was a Mortal General, a ruthless man who crushed those beneath him without hesitation.
Fortunately, Cang Ji's faction was far stronger than Liu Haotian's Six Eyed Demon Faction; they belonged to an elite class faction.
But still, it was baffling.
Where did Xiao Ming's certainty come from?
