Auction! Three Thorny Flowers! (1)
Evil Buddha Ming, with his ugly smile, ignored her completely, focusing on Zhang Wei instead. "Young man," he began, his voice unsettlingly calm, "did you use the Hand of Buddha back then?"
Zhang Wei's brow raised in mild surprise. These two were both martial ancestors, same as Du Yun'er, and from the looks of it, they were not on friendly terms.
His mind worked quickly, sensing an opportunity to turn the situation to his advantage.
Without hesitation, he allowed a powerful dark aura to unfurl from within him. "Yes, I did."
Evil Ming and Evil Hu's eyes sharpened as they locked onto Zhang Wei, their interest piqued. After a brief pause, they exchanged a look before nodding in unison.