Benbo opened with a sinister cackle.
Through Extrasensory Perception, Angel could easily distinguish the emotions behind its laughter.
For instance, right now, its laughter carried obvious high spirits.
When asked, Benbo said in a slightly smug tone, "Pufan found a replica of that purple gemstone!"
"A replica?" Angel was surprised as well. This thing actually had a replica?
After humming twice, Benbo explained the whole story.
It turned out that after Hunquan obtained the purple gemstone, he had vaguely sensed that something was wrong with the atmosphere within the clan.
In particular, the clan's higher-ups had repeatedly summoned him to question him about his recent movements—where had he been? Whom had he met?
No matter how dull Hunquan was, he had already sensed that something was amiss.
With the wind whistling and cranes crying everywhere, he had also guessed that the purple gemstone Amethyst entrusted to him before her death might conceal some unknown secret.
But even so, Hunquan remained determined to fulfill Amethyst's final wish.
Yet the clan higher-ups were watching him closely now. If he left, especially if he went to Glorystone Clan territory, it would definitely provoke unnecessary speculation.
So he came up with a plan.
Since these people were all searching for the purple gemstone, why not forge a fake one and draw their attention?
Once everyone had been lured away, he could seize the chance to fulfill Amethyst's request!
However, what Hunquan had not expected was that before his plan could even be put into action, he was hit by a malicious string of attacks: slandered, condemned by thousands, imprisoned, interrogated, and finally executed.
After that flurry of punches, his so-called plan became a joke from hell.
"Fortunately, before he was struck by that whole combo, he had secretly made a replica of the purple