Ye Chen's face sank. At the very least, there would be eight hundred thousand people who heard the black-robed old man's cry just now. He could tell that the latter didn't dare be certain that he had the Nine Turn Spirit Grass on him, and could only harbor suspicions at most. However, the latter's target was precisely to make others suspicious. It wouldn't matter whether he had the grass or not. It would be very hard for him to clean his hands from this matter.
Even in death, this old fellow would let him have an easy time, ah!
Ye Chen didn't need to look, as he could feel peculiar gazes on his body from every direction, including those of the two sub island masters with whom he had recently joined hands.
"Grand Elder Ye, no… Brother Ye, you really have a Nine Turn Spirit Grass?" Sub Island Master Wang asked.
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