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**第66章：The Shadow of Betrayal**

Chen Yang's words had cut deep, and Lin Feng's face contorted in a mix of shock and guilt. He couldn't deny the truth anymore – he had been deceiving Chen Yang, hiding his true intentions and allegiances. The silence between them grew thicker, like a palpable force that threatened to suffocate them both.

"Explain," Chen Yang demanded, his voice still low and even, but the edge of a knife glinted in his eyes.

Lin Feng hesitated, his gaze darting between Chen Yang's face and the floor, as if searching for a way to escape the crushing weight of his own deceit. "I... I was following orders," he stammered, the words feeling like acid on his tongue.

Chen Yang's expression remained impassive, but his eyes seemed to bore into Lin Feng's very soul. "Whose orders?" he asked, the flat tone masking a burning intensity.

Lin Feng swallowed hard, his throat dry and rough. "The Swordmaster's," he whispered, the words barely audible.

The air was heavy with tension, each beat of time like a drumbeat counting down to a reckoning. Chen Yang's eyes never left Lin Feng's face, his mind racing with the implications of this betrayal. The trust they had shared, forged in the fire of countless battles and shared trials, now lay shattered, broken beyond repair.

"You're a traitor," Chen Yang spat, the words like venom dripping from his lips. "I should have known better than to trust you."

The room seemed to darken, as if the very shadows themselves were closing in on Lin Feng. He felt his eyes well up with tears, his heart heavy with regret and shame. He knew he had crossed a line, one from which there was no return.

"We knew nothing," Chen Yang continued, his voice rising in anger and despair. "You played us all like pawns, using us to further your own goals. You're no better than the sword-wielding demons we've fought against."

Lin Feng winced, the words cutting deeper than any sword. He knew he had lost Chen Yang's trust, and with it, his place among the comrades he had once called friends. The weight of his betrayal crushed him, threatening to consume him whole.

As the silence stretched on, the darkness seemed to deepen, like a living entity closing in around them. Chen Yang's eyes never wavered, his gaze like a cold, calculated rain that washed away all illusions. Lin Feng felt his world collapse, his future reduced to dust and ashes.

And in that moment, a single, terrible thought echoed through his mind: Chen Yang would never forgive him. The consequences of his betrayal would be dire, and he had no way to escape the shadow of his own deceit.

As the darkness swirled around him, Lin Feng knew his fate was sealed. The question was, would he be able to survive the coming storm, or would he be consumed by the very darkness he had embraced?