"Those are the facts. If you think I'm spouting nonsense, then why don't you tell me what really happened?"
Luo Tian was calm and fearless as he retorted.
"Those three stalks of Thousand-leaf Wandering Dragon Grass—you definitely took them!"
the golden-haired man said resolutely.
"If I had taken the Thousand-leaf Wandering Dragon Grass, wouldn't the Flowing Gold Illusionary Finch have stopped me?"
Luo Tian immediately shot back.
The golden-haired man was stumped and didn't answer.
"That's a Celestial Level Demon Beast. Brother Jinmao, you were ambushed and nearly died here just now when you tried to take the Thousand-leaf Wandering Dragon Grass. Why would nothing at all happen to me when I took it?"
Luo Tian continued.
Hearing the two words "Brother Jinmao," the corner of the golden-haired man's mouth couldn't help but twitch.
But Luo Tian had a point.
