Chen Ping's expression changed slightly when he heard that.
On Douluo Continent, there were as many people who knew the name Tang San as carp crossing a river, but far fewer knew Qian Renxue and Bibi Dong.
The moment he had impersonated Tang San, she had immediately identified him as Qian Renxue. She was likely a student who had received a complete education in Douluo history, and there was a high probability that she came from one of the Three Douluo Empires.
The reason was simple. During his studies in the Sun Moon Empire, Chen Ping had personally witnessed how the Sun Moon Empire treated the history of Douluo Continent from ten thousand years ago as mere legends. They fundamentally denied the existence of gods in this world, so naturally, they would not voluntarily teach anything related to Soul Masters who had reached level one hundred.
For the Sun Moon Empire's imperial family, this was merely one link in strengthening their rule. Yet here, it had become a tool for Chen Ping to quickly infer which faction this woman before him belonged to.
Of course, besides those two possibilities, there was another—that she had survived from that era ten thousand years ago. If that were the case, then regardless of who she was, it would not be strange for her to know those two names intimately.
As Chen Ping spoke, a green glow brimming with powerful life force emerged from his hand. He transferred some life force into the Evil Soul Master with the Blood Red Bat Martial Soul, then lifted him like a chick, found a random room, and tossed him onto the floor.
"I ask, you answer. Get one sentence wrong, and I break one of your fingers. Cooperate properly."
Chen Ping looked coldly at the Evil Soul