"Soul Hall?"
Everyone present frowned. They had never heard of it. Could it be a force from outside the Great Yan Dynasty?
Unlike the others, Qin Shi's focus was elsewhere. He looked at "Xiao Yan's" appearance, feeling somewhat puzzled.
"Why does he look a little familiar?"
However, in the end, he still failed to recognize the other party's identity.
Mu Zi in men's clothing displayed a carefree, languid air, completely different from how she had been before.
Unless someone was especially familiar with her, they basically would not connect the two.
Mu Zi looked at Han Fei opposite her and said coolly,
"Family Head Han, return my spirit shells."
"Demon Beasts in the wild are all ownerless things. How did they become yours?"
Mu Zi's expression turned cold, and her eyes narrowed slightly. "Looks like you won't shed tears until you see the coffin."
As her voice fell, she tapped a finger on the symbol puppet's forehead, playing the images recorded by the Image Recording Array.
"Family head!"
"Mm. I'll hold off the symbol puppet. Hurry and collect those spirit shells."
Mu Zi looked at Han Fei expressionlessly. "Anything else to say?"
Qin Shi's and Qin Yao's gazes changed as well. The Han Family had taken someone else's things and used them as gifts, which left them rather disgusted.
Normally, it would have been one thing for the Han Family to do this. After all, on the Tianxuan Continent, the biggest fist was the truth.
However, now the owner had come knocking, and at one glance, he did not look easy to provoke. So should the Qin Clan get involved or not?
Qin Shi's expression was somewhat hesitant. Offending an enemy like this for the sake of the Han Family was not quite worth it.
He turned to look at