The crowd's eyes were full of a carefree expression, their bodies paused slightly, and continued walking toward the coffin, their eyes filled with excitement.
Seeing this, a gleam flashed in Ding Fan's eyes, and he ceased speaking.
After witnessing Ding Fan's reaction, Zhuge Qing and Xia Ling both expressed astonishment and spoke:
"Brother Ding, have you discovered anything? Up till now, we haven't noticed any dangers present..."
"Exactly, Brother Ding, could it be that you are being overly sensitive?"
Upon hearing Zhuge Qing and Xia Ling's words, Ding Fan tightly fixed his gaze on the Twelve Silver Armored Warriors and spoke softly to Xia Ling and Zhuge Qing:
"No... there's something strange about those Silver Armored Warriors, and if my predictions are correct, very soon they will..."
Before Ding Fan could finish his words, both Xia Ling and Zhuge Qing showed an expression of surprise, addressing Ding Fan:
