Chapter 94: Spy

Chapter 94: Spy

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Qing Ling was the spy?!

The thought alone made Gao Yang break into cold sweat, but he quickly dismissed the possibility.

She joined the Twelve Zodiac Signs through Officer Huang, and she didn’t belong to other organizations before that. She didn’t even know about the Twelve Zodiac Signs before.

Besides, she had been training with War Tiger since joining. There was no chance for her to be tempted by another organization and become a traitor.

Moreover, she had no reason to betray them based on what Gao Yang knew about her.

Then why did she stand up?

Before Gao Yang could overthink the matter, other members stood up one by one as well.

What’s going on? Why are they all standing up like they’ve agreed to do this beforehand?

How about me?

Should I do the same so that I’d fit in?

Gao Yang’s silent struggle was interrupted by a gentle yet irresistible will. It spoke to him directly like an actual voice, Stay in your seat.

His rational mind dictated that he should find it ridiculous and even terrifying, yet emotionally and instinctually, he was more than willing to obey the ‘voice’. It was strange to say the least.

The next thirty seconds, he stayed seated without a word and watched other members file out of the meeting room calmly and orderly.

Soon, there were only four people left: Dragon, War Tiger, Gao Yang, and Ghost Horse.

The soundless voice disappeared, and Gao Yang’s rational mind regained control over his body. His breathing quickened without him noticing, and his palms were covered in sweat.

Surprised, he looked sideways at the man in the main seat, Dragon. It was him!

Dragon must have used a Talent on him. He was certain of it!

And the others had left together because of his ‘instructions’ as well.

Dragon seemed to have read his mind, and he responded to Gao Yang’s shock with a smile, “You have Lie Detection, Gao Yang. You should stay and help with the interrogation.”

Gao Yang nodded, his mouth dry. “Okay.”

The man was an unknowable entity! He needed to be feared!

Thankfully...he wasn’t an enemy.

“I appreciate it.” Dragon nodded softly before shifting his gaze to the other end of the long table—Ghost Horse.

He sounded regretful as he said, “I gave you a chance.”

So it is Ghost Horse!

Gao Yang did his best to keep his calm.

“Use Lie Detection.”

“Understood.”

Gao Yang took a deep breath and turned to look at Ghost Horse.

“Give me a straight answer, Ghost Horse. That night, when the Twelve Zodiac Signs traded with the Hundred Rivers Union, did you leak the whereabouts of White Rabbit and the others beforehand, or did you not?” Dragon was detailed and concrete with his question.

“I did not,” Ghost Horse said without even a crack in his poker face.

He’s lying.

Gao Yang’s heart sank, and a shudder ran down his spine. Ghost Horse was the spy!

No one talked in the meeting room. They were all waiting for the result of Gao Yang’s Lie Detection.

Gao Yang opened his mouth, but he couldn’t say a word.

He realized suddenly that the gentle but irresistible will was whispering to him in the ear again, patiently repeating, Stay quiet. Stay quiet.

Gao Yang decided to listen. In fact, his intuition and experience were telling him that giving the answer straight away would put him in danger.

The intangible will then instructed him softly, Blink if he lied.

Gao Yang didn’t even dare to shift his gaze to Dragon. With his eyes fixed straight ahead, he quickly blinked.

However minute, the blink didn’t escape the notice of the three men.

Swish!

Gao Yang heard a soft rustle. Then there was a clang by his ear.

When his eyes focused, Ghost Horse and War Tiger were both crouching on the meeting room table before Gao Yang.

Ghost Horse was holding a black karambit in his right hand. The short, sharp blade curled inward like a scorpion’s stinger. If he had been even half a second faster, Gao Yang’s throat would’ve been slit.

Thankfully, War Tiger had blocked the blade with his shortsword precisely. The two men were stuck in a battle of strength.

They had been about four meters away from Gao Yang, yet they were suddenly right in front of him in the blink of an eye.

It wasn’t the first time Gao Yang stared death in the eyes, but the heavy, volatile pressure still weighed on him, and his heart started pounding crazily after a one-second delay.

Thud.

Thud, thud, thud.

Stuck in a room with two assassins, his survival wouldn’t be a guarantee even if he had nine lives!

Gao Yang remained in his seat. He didn’t dare to even move a muscle.

“Talent: Teleportation, serial number 19, Time-Space-type.” Dragon spoke at a deliberate pace. “As an outstanding assassin, Ghost Horse, why have you been laying low in our organization for nine years?”

“Why?” Ghost Horse smiled coldly. It was the first time Gao Yang had ever seen the man smile, but somehow, he saw a broken sadness in that expression.

“Of course...it’s to kill you.”