Wu Bingyi did not speak, only carefully and meticulously scrutinized Zhuang Gaoxian, confirming whether he was indeed himself.
At this moment, Du Ruhui had already dismissed everyone and walked into the sleeping chamber alone. But he only stood to the side, not speaking.
"Great Grandmaster!" In Wu Bingyi's emotionless gaze, Zhuang Gaoxian emphasized his tone.
Wu Bingyi had received highly accurate information, which prompted him to urgently communicate with Jade Capital Mountain and personally step into the Palace of Zhuang.
But since Zhuang Gaoxian was now staying in his palace, his involvement in the allegation of the human race genius being assassinated by the descendants of The gate of all demons naturally collapsed on its own.
The Grandmaster of the Legalist Sect in charge of the Palace of the Palace, still expressionless, inevitably displayed a bit of going through the motions: "Where were you on the twenty-eighth of the winter month?"
