"Go on, speak. If your story is good enough, I'll let you go." Sitting cross-legged, Yellow waited quietly for the truth to come out.
"W-we left that night and ended up following Xiao Xian. We forced him to hand over his Pokémon, but he wouldn't. So we beat him up. But who would have thought that guy was so fragile? We only hit him a few times and he stopped breathing."
"What about that pit? And the blood in it?" Yellow disguised her voice so that anyone listening to this recording in the future wouldn't trace it back to her.
Chapter 67