The Natal Scale
Bi Fan's brows knitted tight. He even knew about the Cauldron? Just who was this man? How did he know about even the most secret trump card Bi Fan had?
He had never revealed anything about the Cauldron, as far as he knew. After all, its abilities were too powerful, too outrageous. He had always believed that a man was innocent of a crime until he possessed a treasure, and that possessing a treasure invited disaster. So he had kept it protected in the deepest part of his Sea of Soul.
This Chaos Spirit Item had even been sealed by Xiao Lian personally. At the very least, anyone whose strength was beneath his could not possibly detect even a trace of its existence.
But how had the man before him recognized it at a glance?
Seeing his reaction, Su Xingchen knew his guess had been right. But there was no joy in his eyes; if anything, they held an even heavier gravity.
He sneered. "Looks like my guess was right. That fellow fell into your hands too, didn't he? Heh, how strange. Given his origins, he actually accepted you as his host!"
Bi Fan was even more shocked by those words. Su Xingchen knew not only that he had the Cauldron, but also that Xiao Lian was sealed inside it!
Just who was this man?
Seeing his confusion, Su Xingchen merely lowered his head and sighed, as if reminiscing about something. A moment later, he looked up at Duan Yuanhang. "I forfeit this match."
The moment the words fell, the crowd erupted in an uproar!
Even Bi Fan and Bai Shan were stunned. Bi Fan stared at him blankly, unable to react, while Bai Shan's face was filled with confusion, and his eyes held a trace of