Envy as it may be.
Mo Lin also earned his Netherworld Currency with real skills.
Mo Lin suddenly thought of the Thunder Talisman he got this morning and took it out to ask Feng Mingyu.
"Do you recognize this thing?"
"What is this?" Feng Mingyu took a look at the Thunder Talisman, his pupils gradually enlarging.
Then he quickly handed the Thunder Talisman back to Mo Lin.
"You... was it you who killed the Thunder Talisman Master?" Feng Mingyu clearly recognized the origins of this thing and asked Mo Lin.
"If I say I found this Thunder Talisman by accident, do you believe me?"
"Do you think I believe you?"
"Why couldn't I find such a precious thing? It just happened to fall into your hands?"
"Just a coincidence?" Clearly, Feng Mingyu didn't believe what Mo Lin said.
"Quickly put away this Thunder Talisman, and I'll pretend I didn't see it."
"Does this thing have a significant origin?" Mo Lin asked puzzledly.
"More than significant, it's immensely significant."
