"Who am I?"
However, just as everyone was waiting for Bai Xiaofan to answer, he softly countered with a question, and immediately after, a hint of confusion and sorrow flashed through his deep eyes, as if in reminiscence!
Who am I?
Bai Xiaofan was earnestly and seriously pondering this seemingly simple question.
Yet, no matter how hard he tried to think about it, he just couldn't recall who he really was!
Including Modao Zi, everyone was looking at Bai Xiaofan with bewildered expressions, not knowing what had happened to him.
Or rather, the state Bai Xiaofan was exhibiting at this moment made everyone think he was playing a trick on Modao Zi, mocking the number one of the Blood Demon Purgatory.
Who would believe that someone as powerful as Bai Xiaofan could suddenly forget who he is?
The people of the Blood Demon Clan didn't believe it, and neither did the Yao Clan.
But some people did believe.
"Uncle, what's wrong?"
