"Oh? Cheng Kong, along with people from the Qing Alliance, I've met them before."
Chu Fengmian's lips curled into a slightly eerie smile as he heard Ao Wuming's words.
"Chu saw that group seemed to be hunting a very powerful monster, perhaps those people all died in the monster's mouth."
Chu Fengmian was correct, none from the Qing Alliance Martial Artists, including Cheng Kong, had died at his hands.
In fact, they had been killed by that ancient turtle-dragon, Chu Fengmian merely witnessed the scene.
Although the Demon Cores hunted by the Qing Alliance disciples previously were now in Chu Fengmian's hands, one could say that Chu Fengmian had picked them up.
Chu Fengmian's words, although calm,
to Ao Wuming, sounded absolutely chilling.
Died in the monster's mouth? Merely happened to see?