At this time, Xiaoyuan said coldly, interrupting the cross talk between the two, "Have you leaked information about Zhao Xintong to the Nanpai?"

Zhang Yuanqing, who was next to him, took out the Tiger Talisman and held it up high.

He asked his cousin to borrow it, and the cousin was very generous, and she agreed with a wave of her hand, as if the loan was not a demigod-level regular item, but a hundred dollars.

The white light of the tiger talisman flashed, and Shen Xiong's resonant roar of the tiger faintly resounded in the hotel lobby.

The body of the little fat man who fell on the ground trembled and twitched like a dead pig. The legs of Zhao Xintong and Kou Beiyue beside him were also weak, and they barely stood up with their knives.

The Tiger Talisman can deter all spirit walkers.

Zhang Yuanqing dared to come, besides holding the tiger talisman in his hand, Elder Dog also followed, but he didn't approach the Wuhen Hotel.

He just suffered a big loss, without the covert protection of the master, he dare not leave Songhai.

"No, no." The little fat man was trembling all over, his face was pale, "I didn't betray Zhao Xintong, I didn't betray my companions in the hotel, don't, don't let the tiger eat me"

In his mind, there is a terrifying white tiger.

Huge fear struck, and the little fat man felt that he would lose control of his bowels and bladders from fright at any time.

Zhang Yuanqing and Xiaoyuan looked at each other, and the former asked:

"Have you met the elders of the Southern School recently?"

The little fat man thought for a while, and said, "The Great Elder summoned me once, but he didn't ask about information about you and your hotel companions. He only asked about my level and my opinion on your battle video."

"When were you summoned?"

"Four or five days ago."

Zhang Yuanqing thought for a while, put away the Tiger Talisman, "Well, you didn't lie."

If he lied, the good minister chose the master and killed him, and now his soul has been devoured by the white tiger, and he died on the spot.

Kou Beiyue also heaved a sigh of relief as the little fat man received an amnesty, but Zhang Yuanqing changed the subject:

"But that doesn't mean you haven't betrayed us. Think about it, is there a way for a high-level illusionist to get information from you silently?"

The little fat man quickly shook his head:

"No, although illusionists are good at spells in the spiritual realm, they don't have the means to erase memories. Whether it's dreams or illusions, I will always be aware of them, even if the Great Elder is the master."

Zhang Yuanqing asked again: "What about hypnosis!"

The little fat man was stunned, and murmured: "Hypnosis, if you hypnotize master-level musicians, you can do it. Nanpai, Nanpai must have master-level hypnosis props."

Zhang Yuanqing nodded, "Then, the matter is obvious. Zhao Xintong's information was leaked from you, and most of the other people's information was also leaked."

Madoka and the others' expressions changed slightly.

Kou Beiyue gritted her teeth and said, "I knew that Nanpai had no good intentions in agreeing to you joining the team."

The little fat man lowered his head, with a sad expression on his face, "I, I will go, I'm sorry, boss"

Kou Beiyue opened his mouth, wanting to say something to stay, but couldn't.

Zhang Yuanqing glanced at the two of them, and said coldly: "Liangchen, I can give you a chance to take the blame and make meritorious deeds." JrNovels.com