Xiao Zheng's demeanor remained calm and unchanged, as if he had just heard an ordinary piece of news. He smiled faintly and said, "I have indeed heard about this matter, but what does it have to do with me?"
Zhuge Youxuan secretly praised Xiao Zheng's skillfulness; his performance was flawless. If things continue this way, they might not get anything out of it.
Zhuge Youxuan couldn't help but hesitate internally: Should he continue to probe with words to expose the Evil God's flaw, or should he launch a direct attack?
If he wanted to use words to make Xiao Zheng slip up, Zhuge Youxuan didn't have the information for that.
In the end, a ruthless glint flashed in Zhuge Youxuan's eyes, and he decided to get straight to the point.
He let out a long, hearty laugh that shook the entire room, "Evil God, you say this has nothing to do with you, but I feel you're highly suspicious."
