Su Hua's expression changed.
Ling Feng didn't intend to just question this single line. He stepped forward and continued to doubt: "Who are you really? Hurry up and show your true form!"
Su Hua remained silent and still, but Song Ruozhao beside her spoke up:
"Ling Feng, what are you doing? Have you lost your mind?"
"Heh," Ling Feng sneered, "Brother Song, aren't you the one who has lost your mind? Counting the days you were sealed, you've lived for over three thousand years. I can't believe you haven't noticed?"
"This is the Nine Nether! Even Senior Ye Yun could only leave behind dry bones here. Why are there so many humans appearing here?"
"And they are worshiping some Zhou Ming God? These people and this temple are already nonsense, and now suddenly out comes your wife who died three thousand years ago,"
"She won't let me destroy the statue. Aren't these enough reasons for you to doubt her?"
