The Poorest Man in History-He Was the God

Hearing what Fu Xiantian had said, Zhang Yu was slightly taken aback. Countless thoughts instantly surged through his mind as he accelerated his thinking, considering the basis and intent behind those words.

Fu Xiantian continued, "The reason I know all this is simple: the Evil God Tome can see the traces of Evil Gods."

"According to the trajectory records in the Evil God Tome, and judging from the people who appeared at the scene in sequence, you were the one who brought Xi Shen to the battlefield, while Bai Zhenzhen brought the Fortune God there."

"Not long after you met up, the Fortune God still existed, but Xi Shen had completely vanished."

Fu Xiantian stared into Zhang Yu's eyes. "The Fortune God... ate Xi Shen, didn't she?"

"And the only reason you would be willing to hand Xi Shen over is because you are a believer of the Fortune God."

Zhang Yu looked calmly at Fu Xiantian. He seemed not the least bit panicked at having the truth exposed, or perhaps he knew that panic would be useless now.

Moreover, his relationship with the Fortune God was unlike that between certain other Evil Gods and their believers. He and Fu Ji had never made any wish or agreement that required silencing him should his identity be exposed. Thus, Fu Xiantian's mere discovery of the truth could not directly threaten Zhang Yu's life.

Fu Xiantian continued, "If your identity as an Evil God believer is exposed, do you think they will still trust you?"

Meeting Fu Xiantian's gaze, Zhang Yu said lightly, "Who would believe what you say?"

"Would they believe you, the leader of the Righteous Qi Alliance, a madman who wants to slaughter trillions of living beings? Or would they believe me, the man who gave them Hundred Billion