Elliot stepped forward, dropped to one knee, and said, "Mr. Ignatius, I think the traitor might be among the escorts we have hired. We don't know their background. They would do anything for money. Moreover, our people were the only ones to survive. Most of the escorts were dead."
Lindsay snapped her head up and glared at Elliot. "What do you mean? Jared is also an escort. He almost died trying to save us! Are you suspecting him?"
"Lindsay, you misunderstand me. I'm not talking about Mr. Chance. I know what he did for us. but the other escorts I'm not so sure of..."
"For instance, Lyndon and Ethan might be the traitors, so they died to hide their real identities. Oh, Vermilion is a demonic cultivator. He might have connections with the Malevolent Path Hall," Elliot explained. He was trying to shift the blame to someone else
Lindsay's whole frame quivered. "You..."
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