Xin Lin and President Mu looked at each other in astonishment.
Their conversation sounded increasingly strange.
"So, the dragon vein in your hand was obtained from the Ice Horned Dragon?"
After a moment, President Mu broke the silence and asked.
"It's indeed a dragon vein, but whether it's the Ice Horned Dragon's vein, I don't know, because I didn't get this dragon vein from the Ice Horned Dragon, but from Grandmaster Jin. As for where Grandmaster Jin got it from, that I'm not sure of."
Xin Lin decided not to hide anything anymore.
After all, President Mu had already determined that she possessed the dragon vein.
She also wanted to take this opportunity to find out how much President Mu knew about the dragon vein and the Ice Horned Dragon. Perhaps they could exchange information.
"That's true, you're just in your teens. When the Ice Horned Dragon disappeared, you were probably not even born yet."
