In the study of the Zhou residence, Jin Zhu sat behind a redwood desk, glancing sideways at Xifeng with a faint smile.
"Master Si, your acting skills are so good. The way you act so loyal to me every day, is that also an act?"
Xifeng was stunned.
"Huh?"
Jin Zhu's words struck Xifeng like a bolt of lightning, snapping him out of his role as the Master Si.
Xifeng's heart sank, and he quickly replied, "My lord, my loyalty to you is as clear as the sun and moon. There's not a shred of falsehood in it."
Jin Zhu chuckled, not pressing the matter further.
"What do you think of that man wearing the tiger mask earlier?"
Xifeng immediately responded, "He's quite skilled, definitely more so than me."
Jin Zhu said meaningfully, "What if I told you he was just a shop assistant? Would you believe me?"
Xifeng was taken aback.
"How is that possible?!"
Jin Zhu leaned back in his chair, slowly closing his eyes.
"Yes, how is that possible?"
Logically, once Meng Ji had interrogated someone, Jin Zhu shouldn't have any further doubts.
But the reason Jin Zhu continued to suspect was precisely because of that phrase, "How is that possible?"