Stop!

    A fierce voice came from behind, interrupting Zhao Kongming who was about to strike the iron lock with his sword.

    Chen Mo and the others turned around, only to see two men in black robes, with long swords hanging at their waists, hurrying towards them.

    As soon as they saw Chen Mo and Chu Rumei, both of them raised their eyebrows, looked unhappy, but immediately showed a hint of fear when their eyes fell on Zhao Kongming's body.

    "Second young master, this is an area requested by the master to be sealed off. Only the master can enter, and please don't make it difficult for the servant."

    The two bit their teeth and said firmly.

    Zhao Kongming raised his eyebrows and looked uncomfortable, "Are you instructing me on how to do things?"

    "Of course not"

    A trace of alarm flashed across their faces.

    "If you are not brave enough, why did you come to stop like this? Could it be that there is something shameful inside?"

    Chen Mo laughed lightly and looked at the two people in a mocking way and said.

    Upon hearing this, the two men's faces changed dramatically, and they immediately drew their long swords from their waists, saying, "Second Young Master, this man is cunning and malevolent; he must be here to undermine our Zhao family. This boy must not be allowed to stay..."

    As soon as they finished speaking, the two men seemed to have a plan, and they swung their swords at Chen Mo together.

    Seeing this situation, Chen Mo remained calm and said, "The more you try to hide something, the more proof there is that there is something behind this door. I can be killed, but Second Zhao should know the truth, which will be difficult."

    With a 'click' sound, Zhao Kongming pulled his sword out. In the instant when the two men were about to attack Chen Mo, he immediately blocked their attacks and then swung his sword, breaking open the sealed door.

    Zhao Kongming kicked out with his foot, directly sending the two men who intended to attack Chen Mo into the room.

    A heavy, oppressive air greeted them, followed by a smell of blood and a stench.

    As soon as Zhao Kongming entered, he used a gentle bit of spiritual power to expel the air inside the room, his right hand holding the sword and his left hand fanning the air in front of his nose.

    As the turbid air was completely expelled, the entire room was revealed.

    An old wooden bed with a pair of shackles on it, beside which were some tattered ropes.

    There were numerous obvious claw marks on the bed frame and at the headboard, not from beasts but more likely from a person's claws. There were several bloodstains in some places.

    The walls and the ground were also inscribed with Zhao Kongming's name, many of which had blood stains on them.

    As these scenes fell into Zhao Kongming's eyes, his breath quickened, and his heartbeat thumped like a drum. It seemed like the truth was getting closer and closer to him.

    Upon seeing everything inside the room, the two men who had previously blocked Zhao Kongming from entering were petrified and their breathing grew even more rapid. They seemed to be in a great hurry to escape.

    Zhao Kongming's hand, gripping the hilt of the sword, bulged with veins. The blade rested against one man's neck, "Why do you not want me to see this? Why are you afraid to let me see this? Why are you afraid to face this? Speak, what do you all know?"

    "Second young master, I don't know, I don't know anything."

    The man with the blade pressed against his neck was terrified and kept kneeling to beg for mercy, screaming desperately.

    Chen Mo gently touched the marks on the wall, unable to help but laugh coldly. "Do you really not know, or are you afraid to say? You are close followers of the master Zhao. What he did in the past, you all had a hand in it. First, you sent out high-level protectors from Zhao's family to capture Bai Xihua and bring her back, and then, to prevent exposure after the event, you killed several of the high-level protectors from your own family who were helping you...".

    Chen Mo spoke one word after another, echoing like a spring thunder, which instantly filled them with fear and shock, with disbelief still lingering on their faces.

    Zhao Kongming's hand gripping the sword shook continuously, "Is what he said true?"

    "No, no, it can't be said"

    The man with the knife at his neck stammered and tried to be stubborn. Zhao Kongming's hand was already slicing, blood seeping from his neck.

    "I'll say, I'll say..."

    Looking at Zhao Kongming's intention to torture him little by little, the man's mental defense was shattered instantly, and he trembled as he was about to reveal everything.

    However, just at this crucial moment, the man suddenly felt a sharp pain in his waist and abdomen. He looked down at the blood-stained long knife on his waist and abdomen, horrified and turned his head to look back at the other person behind him.

    "You..."

    "For the sake of Zhao family, we cannot let this be revealed."

    The other man spoke with a determined gaze. The long knife was drawn out, and before Zhao Kongming could make a move, he took his own life first.

    Clang!

    Zhao Kongming's long knife fell to the ground. He couldn't believe that these two people had committed suicide without telling him the truth.

    He suddenly turned his head and stared at Chen Mo with bloodshot eyes, a few teardrops brimming in his eyes, he roared in a frenzy: "What is the truth? What is the truth?"

    "I think you already have the answer in your heart, just that, you're too afraid to face..."

    Chen Mo sighed helplessly and pointed to a nearby wall, "There are some words left by Bai Xihua in that place...She wrote quite a few during the month she was tortured here."

    Zhao Kongming rushed forward and looked at the wall, filled with dense and cramped characters. He read them one by one, his eyes carefully examining each character.

    "Beast Zhao Kongcheng, why do you treat me this way?"

    "I'm dirty, I'm dirty. It's all the fault of that beast Zhao Kongcheng. I want to kill him, I want to kill him"

    "Kongming, Kongming, what should I do?"

    "Kongming, I really miss you."

    "I'm dirty, will Kongming still accept me?"

    "If Kongming doesn't accept me, what should I do?"

    "Can someone like me still be with Kongming?"

    ...

    Disturbing content appeared before Zhao Kongming's eyes. His heart trembled suddenly. Although he had guessed after going through all this, when he saw Bai Xihua's last words in front of him, his heart was indeed full of mixed emotions.

    Bai Xihua's death had nothing to do with Zhao Kongcheng, or rather, it was all caused by Zhao Kongcheng himself.

    But, Zhao Kongcheng is his big brother. How should he face his own big brother, to seek revenge? Or just let it go as if nothing had happened.

    "You wanted to know the truth, now I can tell you the truth..."

    Chen Mo stood behind Zhao Kongming, speaking word by word.

    "Go out"

    Zhao Kongming interrupted Chen Mo.

    Chen Mo wanted to say something else, but Zhao Kongming shouted in a much more severe tone: "Get out, leave, I don't want to see anyone..."

    With that said, Chen Mo didn't say anything else and turned to give a look to Chu Rumei behind him, and then pulled her out of the room.