Xiang Yinglong certainly knew their true purpose, but he did not point it out.
As the Martial Cabinet Minister, he would not expect the best outcome but rather prepare for the worst.
The more people involved in dealing with Zhou Yu, the more people there would be to share the responsibility, which was better for him.
Xiang Yinglong nodded.
"Fine, then follow along."
"Thank you, Uncle Xiang."
The two men quickly expressed their gratitude with respect.
Meanwhile, in Cell Number Three of Heaven and Earth Prison, Zhou Yu slowly opened his eyes, a sharp glint flashing within them.
Previously, on the way there, Zhou Yu had quietly attached a strand of his Primordial Spirit's power to Yao Pingsheng.
Although the cell could suppress Divine Sense, it could not suppress the power of the Primordial Spirit.
Therefore, he had heard every word of Yao Pingsheng's conversation clearly.
