Inside the main hall, everyone looked at one another, their eyes filled with confusion.
Yu Wei furrowed his brows tightly, impatience flickering in his gaze. His patience had long since been worn away by Liu Wuhen's complete lack of respect for him.
"Elder Liu, stop beating around the bush. Who exactly is this person you speak of? We are in the midst of discussing important matters. If it is nothing significant, do not waste our time here."
The corners of Chen Ze's lips curved into a faint smile, one that seemed rather meaningful amid the grave atmosphere.
"As for this person, he should be an old acquaintance of yours," he said unhurriedly. "He is—Dagan War God Lin Bingchun."
The moment those words left his mouth, it was as though a massive bomb had exploded within the main hall, shattering the calm in an instant.
Everyone's expressions changed drastically, and cries of alarm rose one after another.
Yu Wei abruptly rose to his feet, slamming both hands against the armrests of his chair with a deafening bang, as though he meant to smash them apart.
His eyes were wide with fury as he glared fixedly at Chen Ze and roared, "Liu Wuhen, do not spout nonsense! Lin Bingchun vanished long ago, and whether he is dead or alive is unknown. Yet you dare make wild claims here! Are you trying to toy with us and make fools of everyone?"
Yet Chen Ze remained utterly unmoved, that faint smile still hanging on his face. He said leisurely, "Do not be anxious, everyone. How would I dare toy with you? It truly is Lin Bingchun who wishes to meet you all.
"Do you not want to know where Lin Bingchun is now?"
Upon hearing this, everyone looked utterly incredulous, yet an unease quietly