"And you don't?"
Li Fengdao met Ying Jiuxin's gaze without a hint of fear and retorted.
As he spoke, he turned to Lu Jing and Meng Ao. "That includes the two of you. You know perfectly well what you're thinking deep down."
Lu Jing remained silent.
Meng Ao also frowned.
Ying Jiuxin's expression was calm.
They were all at the King's Body realm, beings who had lived for hundreds of years and experienced at least three millennial shifts.
How could a few words from Li Fengdao possibly break their composure?
Over so many years, they had encountered all sorts of bizarre situations—far too many to count.
Their earlier shock and horror were because someone like Gu Zheng was simply too rare; there hadn't been a case like his in thousands of years.
But to think this alone could shatter their composure was wishful thinking.
Of course.
