Jiang Fan cupped his hands and said, "Senior, do you know something?"
"I earnestly ask the senior to inform me."
The Lord of the Group Stars was about to speak when she suddenly sensed something and looked deep into the sky.
The words at the tip of her tongue shrank back, and she said:
"I am just speculating, without evidence."
"As it concerns the reputation of the Half-Giant race, I cannot make baseless guesses."
Jiang Fan noticed her unusual expression and also glanced at the sky, his heart heavy with caution.
Undoubtedly, the Lord of the Group Stars was warned by the Compassionate Sage!
This old thief!
Afraid that the disgrace of the Half-Giants would be exposed!
But while the Lord of the Group Stars revered him, Jiang Fan, who was nearing death, could not care less!
He said in a deep voice, "If the senior won't speak, this junior has also guessed a bit."
