Chapter 117: The Chaotic Deduction
"Hey, Brother Xuhan, you look quite bored. Why don’t you chat with me for a bit?"
Zhao Weiqing sat down in front of the most suspicious guy among the trio of cultivators they had just captured.
The other two, Mu Ran and Xuanyuan Zhou, were sufficiently powerful, with lots of secret techniques at their disposal. However Zhao Weiqing could not figure out exactly how or why Han Xuhan had managed to evade the trap in the third stage of the inheritance test.
Logically speaking, unless he knew some secrets about this place beforehand, it should be very difficult for anyone to evade it. Zhao Weiqing still needed to wait for a while for the main body to finish its refined spirituality assimilation.
He wanted to utilize that bit of time to figure out exactly where he had made a mistake while designing the traps.
"Sure, Brother Yun. I had some things I wanted to ask as well. Let’s talk." Han Xuhan nodded lightly and squirmed a bit, leaning back on Mu Ran and Xuanyuan Zhou who were tied up behind him, getting into a comfortable sitting posture.
"You stink," Xuanyuan Zhou muttered.
"You’re getting your sweat on me, underling," Mu Ran added.
Han Xuhan ignored them both. This wasn’t the time to practice democracy and listen to every useless opinion. This was the time to make a comfortable final stand.