"Thank you, Senior, for sparing this junior!
I obtained this piece of Exotic Demon Gold from a clanmate not long ago, and before that, it had already changed hands many times.
If Senior wishes to trace its original source, I'm afraid that won't be possible!"
The Blue-skinned Demonic Cultivator did not even bother packing up the Demon Stones on his stall, replying in a trembling, terrified voice.
"Oh? That does make it difficult to investigate."
Luo Hong nodded upon hearing this, but then a cold killing intent flashed in his eyes as he said:
"But why do I feel that you're lying to me?!"
Well, well. This bastard had used the exact same excuse when he encountered Old Demon Han decades later.
If Luo Hong had not known what was coming, he might really have been fooled by the man's acting!
"N-No! Senior, I've been wronged! I've been wronged!"
A trace of panic immediately flashed through the Blue-skinned Demonic Cultivator's eyes, but he still stubbornly denied it.
"Whether you've been wronged or not will become clear once this seat searches your soul!"
Seeing that the other man would not give up until he saw the coffin, Luo Hong exhausted the last of his patience. He directly pulled him into his palm and, with a movement of Spiritual Sense, began a brutal Soul Search.
Before long, Luo Hong released the Blue-skinned Demonic Cultivator, whose primordial spirit had collapsed, and said with a smile:
"So that's how it is. It really is much as I expected!
Come, Junior Brother Han. We'll return and discuss this."
After speaking, Luo Hong rose into the air and flew straight toward the Black-Red Stone Hall.
Seeing this scene, Han Li naturally followed close behind. He had sensed a profound aura within that piece of Exotic Demon