"Of course... that's possible." Yu Zhongwen still wore a faint smile. As he agreed, he removed the Ancestral God Mountain Clone hanging from his waist without the slightest hesitation and offered it to Ye Zhen with both hands.
Huang Jian and Liu Qi looked as though they had no time to stop him, but Yu Zhongwen had already made his decision. They could only respect it and watch on from the side in disgruntlement.
Ye Zhen looked at Yu Zhongwen and suddenly felt a little headache. This man truly was someone people found impossible to dislike.
He had made such an unreasonable request, yet Yu Zhongwen had agreed and handed it over so readily, smiling all the while, without showing the slightest trace of doubt or hesitation.
Was that simply his nature?
Or had this man already made some judgment, deciding that Ye Zhen's actions would do no harm, which was why he had agreed so readily?
Ye Zhen believed it was definitely the latter.
If he were truly such a naive fool, how could he have dominated the prehistoric world and earned such a formidable reputation?
And if it was the latter, then Yu Zhongwen's ability to make such a judgment in the flash of lightning and spark of flint—whether through his cultivation art or some innate ability—was his truly terrifying side.
As Ye Zhen accepted the Ancestral God Mountain Clone, a few probing thoughts arose in his heart.
After turning the Ancestral God Mountain Clone over in his hands for a moment, Ye Zhen asked again, "Holy Priest Yu, where is the control art for this Ancestral God Mountain Clone?"
The moment those words left his mouth, Huang Jian and Liu Qi's expressions truly changed.
Earlier, Yu Zhongwen had merely lent the Ancestral God Mountain Clone to Ye