Everyone present found it difficult to look directly at the others with whom they used to discuss matters side by side.
"Wait a minute,"
Someone stopped the Black Robed Man.
"You have that Magical Treasure on you, right?"
"Yes, I obtained it at great cost; why should I let you use it? Besides, do you dare to trust the results of this Magical Treasure?"
"Your credibility is still worth our trust."
The Black Robed Man reluctantly took out a Compass and tested everyone present one by one. None of them had cultivated that special Incarnation Technique.
This relieved everyone.
The Black Robed Man also secretly breathed a sigh of relief and put away the Compass.
"I have nothing more to do here. I'm leaving."
As the Black Robed Man was about to leave, he took one more glance at the chair in the corner.
