"You're lying! You're definitely not one of us from the Witch Clan!"
"Speak quickly, who exactly are you?"
A warrior from the Witch Clan clad in light armor, spoke threateningly.
Faced with his questioning, Xiao Zheng's expression remained calm and unperturbed.
He blinked his eyes first, then with an innocent look said, "I really am from the Witch Clan. If you don't believe me, there's nothing I can do. I've actually been cultivating deep in the mountains for many years. It's not too strange that you haven't seen me, right?"
After hearing his words, the two of them looked at him disdainfully as if saying, "Keep spinning your yarn, go on..."
Seeing this, Xiao Zheng couldn't help but feel a sense of helplessness.
As he was thinking of how to cover up his lie, one of them suddenly frowned and said, "No! The aura on this person is very strange! There are no Ancient Marks on him!"
"He's not from the Ancient World!"
What!
