Ling Feng was momentarily stunned. He had merely asked a casual question, but he didn't expect the man's emotional fluctuation to be even greater than when he received a death threat earlier. This made Ling Feng very curious.
"Is that so?" The corner of Ling Feng's mouth curled into a mocking smile. "I think your memory might be a bit poor. I mentioned, if you deceive me..."
The man quickly replied, "You're joking, sir. How could I possibly deceive you? Every word I've said is true!"
Ling Feng shook his head, then pointed a finger. A streak of blood light entered the man's body. The man felt a chill, then sensed a drop of golden blood appear in his Dantian.
"This is..." The man's eyes showed an expression of shock, then he said to Ling Feng with a wry grin, "Sir, what do you mean by this!"
Ling Feng replied coolly, "It doesn't mean anything, just to make you more honest."
