When Xuan Zi saw it, he smashed the table beside him with an enraged punch.
Xuan Zi's eyes were bloodshot, and every breath he took was as heavy as a bull's panting.
He had never imagined that this information would spread in increasingly outrageous ways.
Yesterday, it said he was a Supreme Elder. Today, it said once again that he was a Supreme Elder!
Yesterday's information had been half false and half true. Today's was the same.
Using yesterday's true event—that Shrek's main team had nearly been wiped out and the reserve team had been forced to step in—the other party had proven that the circulated information was real.
Thus, to outsiders, his identity as a Supreme Elder might also be real.
Today, the information about all the elders was used to prove once more that the circulated information was true.
Both days' information contained truths, and both days claimed that he was a Supreme Elder. What were others supposed to think?
Both pieces of information were true, but only the part about you being a Supreme Elder was fake?
If Xuan Zi came out to explain himself, it would be truly difficult to make the entire continent believe him.
Everyone else's information was true, and only he had slipped in several pieces of fake information.
If he himself were not Xuan Zi, he might have nearly believed that nonsense.
At this moment, Xuan Zi seriously suspected that the Holy Spirit Cult might also have someone named Xuan Zi.
Meanwhile.
After reading it, Lin Huiqun was beginning to doubt Xuan Zi's identity as well.
The information above was far too detailed. Even Elder Mu had appeared in it.
A hundred years ago, Mu En and Du Busi had fought, and both had suffered severe injuries. Du Busi died shortly after