Zhang Wei had revealed his identity, but the Second Blade Emperor was not too surprised... After all these changes, he had clearly already made quite a few guesses.
"You're the Incense Seeker Silver Sign. Then Yanzi..."
This was clearly what the Second Blade Emperor cared about most—whether Yang Ziyan was actually an Iron Sign Envoy and a member of the Holy Cult.
"That stupid woman has nothing in her head but medicinal herbs in bottles and jars, along with alchemy formulas." Zhang Wei said calmly, "At most, someone like her is fit to become the Holy Cult's medicine slave. She's still far from being qualified as an Iron Sign Envoy."
The Second Blade Emperor remained silent... There was only silence, without much emotion.
"Was the Iron Sign left behind by Miss Yang arranged by you?" Lord Xiao Luo asked curiously at this moment.
Zhang Wei glanced at him casually. He kept feeling that something was wrong, but this Lord Xiao Luo had indeed drunk the drugged water he had prepared and collapsed. Moreover, his acupoints had been sealed with a secret technique—and, to be safe, he had even put a high-grade suppressor on him. With so many safeguards in place, Zhang Wei did not believe the other party could still cause any trouble.
"You're quick to react." Zhang Wei smiled calmly. "That's right. The Iron Sign you obtained was indeed arranged by me."
"Was that supervisor from the R&D department also one of your people?"
"He didn't know anything." Zhang Wei shrugged. "I merely disguised myself as Yang Ziyan, and he believed me... Hmph, that old man isn't a good person either. He seems to have had some filthy thoughts about his own student behind her back; he just never dared express them."
Lord Xiao Luo asked curiously, "The Iron