Zuan looked at him, his tone somewhat wistful: "When I learned that you had been trapped here for thousands of years, I already had my suspicions."

"Why? Is there something wrong with our behavior?" The general frowned.

“No, you performed perfectly,” Zaun shook his head, “but it was just too perfect.”

"What do you mean?" The general and his soldiers looked puzzled.

“Since you still retain your former consciousness, you should obviously also retain the emotions you had in life,” Zuan said, his gaze sweeping over everyone. “I ask myself, if it were me, even if I had indeed voluntarily stayed here in ancient times, after countless years, being trapped here with only endless wind and snow around me and no other descendants of the demon race offering sacrifices, I would most likely feel resentment and even be driven mad by this endless time. It would be impossible for me to still be so firm in my original intentions.”

"Just because of this?" The general didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "Since we are willing to make sacrifices for the demon race, we must be determined and willing. How could it be as you say?"

Zuan smiled, rarely arguing with him: "Of course it's not just that, there's also the fact that when I asked you your name just now, you said you had forgotten it."

"It's normal to forget something that's been so long," the general said expressionlessly.

“But you still remember Mikado Baiqing’s name,” Zuan looked into his eyes. “If someone forgets their own name but remembers someone else’s, either that person is a mortal enemy, or they are deliberately hiding their name because they are afraid that I will realize who you are and become wary of you. Either way, there is obviously something wrong.”

The general's expression gradually twisted: "You suspect me based on such unfounded rumors?"

“Of course, that’s not all,” Zuan’s gaze fell on the countless snow graves below. “You probably don’t know that I’m also very skilled in formations. I can see that this is an extremely insidious soul-binding formation. If you were truly heroes who sacrificed yourselves for the demon race, why would Mikado Beiqing use such a vicious formation to bind your souls?”

"So you suspected us from the very beginning? You were just chatting happily with us, looking all moved by us?" The general gritted his teeth. He had just been laughing at this guy for being completely fooled by him, but it turned out he was the clown.

Anger from Shibingxiu: +999+999+999...

Zu An's heart skipped a beat; it was him all along.

Shi Bingxiu was a notorious traitor in the history of the demon race. During the great battle with the ancient demons, he was cowardly and led his subordinates to abandon their commander and flee, which caused a breach in the flank. As a result, the army was almost completely wiped out. Fortunately, the peerless genius Yumen Beiqing appeared out of nowhere and turned the tide, saving the day and preventing the tragedy of the demon race's annihilation.

Afterwards, Shibing Hide and his men were captured and executed according to military law.

He is the most famous traitor in the history of the demon race. Almost even young children know his story, which explains why he was unwilling to mention his name before.

"I just want to get as much information as possible from you. If I don't make you believe me, how can you tell me any real information?" Zu An smiled. Since the other party was going to lie, it had to be nine parts truth and one part falsehood. As long as he knew the false part, the rest would be true.

Upon hearing this, Shibingxiu finally broke down: "In that case, let's just go for the hard way. Although your techniques are effective against us, how can one person deal with an army of thousands!"

As soon as he finished speaking, countless weapons rose into the air once again.

Shibing Hide gritted his teeth: "Kill him!"

Jubei's anger level increased by 999+999+999...

Immediately, all those weapons were thrust towards Zu An.