The survivor lifted his head.
He looked someone in his early twenties, he look agitated and fearful, but before he finished his speaking, he was cut off by Jacinto Luque.
"Speak properly," Jacinto Luque interrupted.
"What are you doing, Jacinto Luque?"
Zacarias Campos, who was listening nearby, immediately yelled angrily at him.
Jacinto Luque's expression showed a hint of satisfaction, "it's just routine business. What else can I do?"
"I understand. It's not easy for you wild cultivators. If you get caught, without any backer, you're powerless, so you don't have any choice to let them manipulate you."
Amalia observed the survivor's anxious and uneasy expression.
"Even if you change your story and help them frame me, once they no longer find you useful, consider their character. They won't hesitate to dispose you immediately. Don't doubt it. Some people are inherently devoid of humanity. Killing someone is as easy for them as drinking water or having a meal."
