"What?" Chen Hongming's eyes filled with confusion and doubt. "Why would I be dissatisfied?"
Luo Bin was equally baffled.
There had been nothing wrong with what Chen Hongming had said earlier, nor with his invitation.
Neither his expression nor his tone had suggested otherwise.
Why had Mao Yousan said that to Chen Hongming?
The atmosphere in the hall grew even quieter.
Perched on Luo Xianshen's shoulder, Old Gong also stared straight at Chen Hongming with his ghostly eyes.
A faint sheen of sweat appeared on Chen Hongming's forehead, and his eyelids kept twitching.
"Senior... I don't understand..."
Chen Hongming forced a smile, but it was painfully stiff.
Now Luo Bin's gaze, too, turned analytical.
His confusion was genuine.
But would Mao Yousan question someone without reason?
Just a moment ago, Mao Yousan had told him to attend to his own affairs.
Then the Dao Corpses had followed him, and immediately afterward, Mao Yousan had questioned Chen Hongming.
Yet Luo Bin had neither seen nor heard anything amiss.
Chen Hongming could only be considered an average Emergence-from-Darkness Yin-Yang Practitioner. His abilities had little that distinguished them. At most, living on Divine Firmament Mountain gave him certain advantages in his inherited teachings over practitioners elsewhere.
If Luo Bin had to make a comparison, Chen Hongming might have been slightly stronger than Zhang Yunxi.
Precisely for that reason, he could never have concealed anything from Luo Bin, much less fooled Mao Yousan and Old Gong.
"I still don't understand... Please explain, Senior..."
In less than half a minute, Chen Hongming was sweating buckets.
Mao Yousan answered casually, "The Dao Corpses followed Luo Bin, and you showed no reaction. That's somewhat unusual for a practitioner. So I asked."
"And you seem very nervous."
Even Old Gong visibly froze for a moment. His mouth twitched