Hearing this, Abyss Xuanming hesitated for a moment before slowly speaking, "I don't know."
"You don't know?" Wang Mang said with a bewildered face, "Could it be that the corpse flew to your side by itself?"
Abyss Xuanming smiled shyly, scratching his head, "It actually did."
???
Why didn't it fly to me?
For a moment, Wang Mang looked at him with an increasingly hostile gaze.
Dammit, if you don't want to say it, that's fine, but to use such a ludicrous excuse.
Noticing Wang Mang's slowly clenching fists, Abyss Xuanming hastily explained, "Brother Wang Mang, it's true."
"That day, I went back drunk with Abyss Bai Yang, and a mysterious voice suddenly appeared in my mind."
"And then?" asked Wang Mang.
"And then I obtained this corpse," Abyss Xuanming affirmed.
Seeing his resolute face, Wang Mang was convinced, to a certain extent.
But this sounds rather sloppy, doesn't it?
"When exactly did this happen?"
"Uh, it was nearly a month after you first left."