"In my view, Tang Hao only dared to sneak around and destroy Spirit Hall's branch halls. He simply didn't have the guts to come to Spirit City and court death."
Qianjun Douluo curled his lip disdainfully, his tone filled with contempt.
"But his father and elder brother are still in the hands of the Sixth-Generation Pope."
"If Tang Hao does not come to Spirit City, his closest family will be flayed alive."
"Under such immense psychological pressure, no choice he makes would be surprising."
Qian Renxue spoke slowly, her tone carrying a hint of amusement.
"Since we cannot see through him, we should simply answer according to our own thoughts."
Golden Crocodile Douluo waved a hand, his face expressionless.
Just then, dazzling golden light suddenly burst forth from the Heavenly Screen.
One beam of golden light directly enveloped Tang Hao, while the other three sped into the distance like lightning.
[Respondents for this question: Tang Hao, Jack (Sacred Soul Village), Peter (Sacred Soul Village), Zeng Aniu (Sacred Soul Village)]
Golden words hovered in the sky, radiating an aura of majesty.
"How could this be?"
"Why are three ordinary people being made to answer? And they are even villagers from Sacred Soul Village?"
Tang San's expression instantly turned ugly, and an ominous premonition rose within him.
"Old Jack? I remember he is the village chief of Sacred Soul Village."
"But who are Peter and Zeng Aniu?"
Tang Hao tried hard to search his memories, but his eyes held a trace of confusion.
Ever since Tang San had gone to study at Nuoding Junior Spirit Master Academy, he had left Sacred Soul Village.
Those villagers whom he had only met a handful of times had long since been forgotten, to the point that he could not even recall their vague