Shen Luo's expression turned cold, and he angrily said, "I think it was you who attacked Ao Hong and them, which is why you have the scales in your hand, and now you're deceiving me."
"Why such words, Friend Shen?" Beiming Kun asked with a frown.
"If you didn't attack them, how would you have Ao Hong's scales? Don't tell me you specifically acquired them to make me believe your earlier ghost talk? When we first met, your reaction can testify, it was just a chance encounter. Since it was a chance encounter, why would you specifically capture a piece of dragon scales to persuade me?" Shen Luo retorted.
Upon hearing, Beiming Kun's expression froze.
"Could it be you have the supernatural ability of prophecy?" Shen Luo asked, staring closely.
After speaking, the mana surged from his sleeves, and the atmosphere between both sides instantly became tense like drawn swords.
