Blanc’s face was ugly. He felt that a strange killing intent had locked onto him. Any reaction of his body would be detected. He took a deep breath to calm himself down. He believed that.., even if he didn’t send out the alarm, they would be aware of the situation. What he needed to do was to stabilize the current situation and understand the enemy.
“Are you in cahoots with the people outside?”Blanc stared at Dudian, “If my guess is correct, you should be related to the witchcraft incident in camp. What’s Your Purpose? To kill me? Or do you want to get something from me?”
“It’s simple to talk to smart people.”Dudian smiled: “I heard that you have a magic tool called ‘Thunder Filter’. Can you lend it to me?”
Blanc was relieved: “What Thunder Filter? I’ve never heard of it.”