Qin Shu did not hide anything about this matter and said frankly: "It is precisely because of this that when we were besieged by Han Meng, we were forced into a desperate situation. So, in fact, I indirectly killed him. Do you think he wants to kill me?"

After saying that, she once again set her eyes on the wrist that was pinched by him, frowned and reminded: "Master Yan, can you let me go first? Don't worry, I will never run away."

Hearing this, Yan Jing curled the corners of her scarlet lips, and a hint of contempt appeared in her eyes.

He let go of his hand, but his eyes were always on Qin Shu, and he seemed to have doubts in his heart.

After a moment, he laughed and said, "What you said seems to make sense, but there is another biggest loophole!"

Qin Shu's heart was slightly tightened, and he tried his best to endure it to prevent a trace of panic on his face.

Instead of rushing to speak, she looked at him with confusion.

A glimmer seemed to flash in Yan Jing's dark eyes, and he said inexplicably: "Shi Qiannan was determined to find the holy stone. In order to achieve this goal, as the elder of the Youlan clan, he was willing to serve under my hands. When the holy stone appeared, he did not hesitate to betray me, risking his life to seize the holy stone and take it back to the Youlan clan."

"This old thing who can do everything for the Holy Stone, even if he dies, will find a way to send the Holy Stone back. How could he kill you and put the Holy Stone on you? Unless he is fully confident, after he dies, you can help him send the Holy Stone back to the Youlan clan..."

Hearing this, Qin Shu couldn't help but interrupt: "But I don't know where the Youlan tribe is, how can I help him send the holy stone back?"

Yan Jing glanced at her sideways, the smile on her face was not in her eyes, "If you don't know, it doesn't mean others don't know. What if... Shi Qiannan has accomplices?"

Qin Shu looked stunned.

She suddenly thought that Shi Qiannan said that as long as she was still alive, her tribe members would pick her up...

Perhaps as Yan Jing said, there are other Youlan people lying dormant elsewhere.

Qin Shu was thinking, suddenly his chin cooled down.

Yan Jing's fingers without warmth raised her face, and his burning eyes fell on her face, saying, "I can be sure of one thing now. The Holy Stone has recognized you as the main one."

"Is this your guess?" Qin Shu asked.

“That’s the truth.”

Yan Jing's confident tone made Qin Shu understand that this man didn't care whether she knew about the Holy Stone's recognition of the Lord.

All he wants is a conclusion.

And now, the conclusion has come out.

Qin Shu began to wonder what method this man would use to deal with himself, the "master of the holy stone".

Maybe it's death.

Perhaps, life is worse than death.

While she was thinking, Yan Jing withdrew her fingers that were pinching her chin.

Then, like a friend, he sat down in the chair beside her.

He also picked up the teapot on the table, poured two cups of tea, and pushed one of them in front of Qin Shu.

Qin Shu didn't know what he wanted to do, so he said politely: "Thank you."

But I always remained vigilant.

She picked up the teacup and sniffed it, it was ginseng tea.
Chapter completed!